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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[Deep breaths, Anya, deep breaths. She nods, giving Bucky a very weak smile.]

I'd like that, actually...thanks, Bucky.

[ He smiles and it's soft and encouraging. ]

What does it look like?

[She's finally starting to calm down now, thank you Bucky.]

It's gold. On one side, there's a blue flower with a red center, and on the other side is all gold, with the words 'Together in Paris' on it. It's on a little gold chain...

I don't understand how I could've lost it...I never take it off...

Could be the City messing with you? [ He knows what this place is like. ] You never know, it could just show up the next morning.

I...I hope not. I hope I just misplaced it or something...

[She's starting to get upset again. If she lost it...if it's gone...]

...yeah. No, yeah. It'll show up again. It has to.

It will, don't worry.

[ Because the City likes to play tricks, doesn't it? ] Call me if you find it. I'll keep looking in the meantine.

I'll let you know as soon as I do.

Thanks, Bucky. You're ace, you know that?

[ A laugh. ]

Hey, I try.

[Some time later...]

I got it back!!

[ He picks up the device, a grin already forming on his mouth. ]

Well done. Where was it?

It was a curse, I think. Some man with a tattoo had it...I got his tattoo. We traded back, though, so it's all good now, I think.

Huh. I haven't seen a curse like that before, but the City does like to play games. So it's sorted now?

It's sorted now. The other guy got his tattoo back, and I got my necklace back. Everything's good.

So no need for me to shake anybody down?

Nah...unless you want to, though. I appreciate the thought, but I think we're okay over here.

I'll keep my threats under wraps. I'm glad you got your necklace, darling. If you need anythin' else feel free to give me a call.

Thanks, Bucky. You're a good pal.

Hey, don't sweat it. [ She's sweet and endearing and he thinks they could be good friends eventually. ]

Have a nice day, darlin'.

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