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*Anthy wanders into the bar and sits down on a stool. She is pondering whether or not it is worth it, at this point, to put her coffee in a teacup.*

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[alas_alas]

Echo bounces over.

"Hi Anthy!"

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*Anthy looks up from her Metaphysical Dilemma, and waves.* Hey, Echo!

[alas_alas]

Echo stops and blinks at her.

"Anthy?"

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Yes?

*Anthy says. Anthyishly.*

[alas_alas]

Echo tilts her head, then shakes it.

"Never mind. But guess what?"

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The bass players took over the world? *Anthy hazards.*

[alas_alas]

Echo looks confused.

"What?"

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Just a random guess, *Anthy says hastily.* What is it?

[alas_alas]

Echo bounces, then holds out her hand with the green ring on it.

"I'm getting married!"

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

A baby rhinoceros (which surely weighs more than Anthy even at its age) wanders over and looks up at her hopefully.

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*Anthy blinks, and pats the rhinoceros' head absently. Making the assumption that All Animals Wot Spend Time With Anthy are similar:*

What do rhinoceri eat?

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

Poor baby rhino. It cannot talk. It snuffles at her instead.

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*Anthy considers this, and puts a hand on the bar.*

Bar? Rhinoceros . . . food, please?

*A package of gummy rhinos appear. Anthy blinks at them.*

[forced-pilgrim.livejournal.com]

The rhinoceros blinks up at her. It has long fine black eyelashes.

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*Anthy offers it a gummy rhino.*

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It eats it thoughtfully.

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*Anthy hopes its teeth will not get stuck together.*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"So are you still Meg?" Faith asks while acquiring her (black, sludge-like, tar substitute) coffee.

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*Anthy stares.

And then does some staring.

And then, just for good measure, stares some more.

It's even odds whether she's staring at the question, or at dead!Faith.*

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Faith turns to face her and raises an eyebrow at the staring. "What? You thought I didn't know? You must still be Meg then."

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You didn't know yesterday, *Meg points out, recovering fast.* I guess Andrew told you?

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"No. I guessed for myself. Well, that Anthy was in you, but yeah, Andy told me you were in her. Uhm, she was drinking tea." Beat. "And I told her I dreamed Andrew was in a pink tutu and I was a vampire, and she said 'That's nice.'"

She laughs, a little coldly. "Should have known it wasn't really Anthy when you were worried about me."

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Anthy worries about people, *Anthy says, indignantly, and then:* Tutus seem to figure in your dreams an awful lot.

*A pause.*

You weren't going to tell me.

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Faith snorts, disbelieving. "Anthy cares about you, Meg. And, apparently, elephants. Other than that, I don't think she cares about anything or anyone, herself included." Pause. "Tea, maybe."

She sighs, shrugging. "No, I wasn't. You didn't need to know."

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She cares about her brother, *Anthy contradicts,* and she cared about Hob before he went away, and yes I did, Faith, *and that's a tipoff even if she didn't know, because her face shows more emotion than Anthy's ever has before.* Prophetic dreams? About me killing you? Oui bien sur I think I did.