Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24857097-20141210061639/@comment-25280518-20141212150917

 Annie blinked in vague surprise as Oliver started talking about the view, and then aura. It, she admitted, did get her thinking about it.

 She shook her head slightly, to clear her head. “Yeah…last time I saw this, I didn’t really think about it…I very nearly broke my leg on the landing. Lucky I caught that tree with one of my ‘Talons’.”

 She sighed. Memories of the view out of the orphanage window filled her head. Boring, grey, drab. Every building looking the same, it was yet another thing she didn’t miss about Vacuo. Then again, she didn’t like Vacuo on the best of days. Although her view had likely been…soured by the others at the Orphanage.

 It was almost worse than the bullying.

 Almost.

 “…You ask me a question, then I’ll ask you one…if I can think of any. But thank you for the heads up on the….sensitivity of some of your questions...B-But, I’m not going to be touching…certain topics, I’m sure you understand..”

 She spied the look on Oliver’s face “I’m not going to start a fight, Oliver...unless Grimm appear, in which case, I think I’d be justified in  starting one with them.”

 That’s tempting fate  the voice in her head said.

