poly_chromatic | . 002 [Video]

[The video starts abruptly, as if by accident. Anya is in the bedroom of her tiny apartment, on her knees, digging through a trunk in a state of panic. The room itself is in a state of disarray, with clothes strewn everywhere, sheets ripped off the bed, furniture moved in strange locations...]

No no nononono, it has to be here, it has to be...! I had it last night, where is it...?

[Whatever she's looking for, it's not in the chest, and she lets out what sounds like a frustrated sob, turning the chest over before curling in on herself.]

I can't have lost it...I can't have...it's all I've got left...

[She lets out another sob, before looking up and realizing the camera is on. The sorrow on her face is immediately replaced by anger, and she moves to grab the device. There's a tattoo on her face that wasn't there before, but she doesn't seem to notice or care about that.]

Okay, which one of you took it? Which one of you stole my necklace? I swear, when I find where it is, when I find out who took it, I will make you regret even THINKING about touching it.

[She's very, VERY pissed, and the video gets cut off before she can threaten you all properly.]

[ooc: Anya's got Chakotay's tattoo today, and he's got her Together in Paris necklace, which she is pretty pissed about not having.]

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...Um. Miss Anya?

There's something on your face. [ So helpful, Li. ]

[She just shoots the camera a look.]

What?

[Then she sees that oh, yes, she does have something on his face.]

Oh. I guess I do. Huh.

I'm guessing it's not one of those drunken-night, bad-decision type tattoos.

[ She doesn't seem the type. ]

Nope. This isn't mine, and I did't get drunk last night.

[She's got a very high alcohol tolerance.]

[ Figures. Damn you Russians. ]

In that case, it might be a curse.

[Damn her and her high alcohol tolerance!]

Probably...I had my necklace on last night. How else could somebody just steal it from around my neck?

[ The obsession with the necklace is more than a little telling. ]

You seem really attached to the thing. Is it expensive?

I don't know. Maybe, I guess.

It's all I've got from before the orphanage. It's important.

You were in an orphanage?

[ What pops into his head are those colorful urchins from the Oliver! movie, all rags and dirty red cheeks. That sure explains your outfit when you first arrived in the City, Anya. ]

Yeah, I was.

[WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT?]

[ Don't get so defensive!!! D: ]

So... the necklace is sort of a family heirloom?

I...think so? I don't actually know.

What do you mean?

Is it from too far back for you to remember?

I don't know. I don't remember anything from before I was 8, before I was an orphan.

Don't remember?

[ His forehead scrunches up. ]

...Some type of amnesia, maybe?

Something like that, yeah...

You know, there's certain doctors you could see for that here.

They do? How does that even work, really?

I believe they offer occupational therapy. Certain medications. It depends on the type of amnesia you have.

I...think I hit my head? Again, don't really remember.

You really should see a doctor then, Miss Anya.

The hospital even employs a few mages for spellwork. They might be able to sort things out.

[She can't help but look a little concerned. As much as she wants to remember...it's terrifying. What if she doesn't like what she finds?]

I....I might look into that...

[ You'll know when you'll know. That's the rationale Hei goes by. ]

Well. Good luck.

I hope you find your necklace soon.

[You've planted the seeds in her mind. It's something she's going to be thinking about now.]

Thanks. I'm sure it'll turn up...

[It has to. If it doesn't...RUSSIAN DEATH.]

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