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[impureheart]

[ Since they didn't get out of their cells until much later than usual, Anastasia was actually hungry by lunch time. Usually she could spend time sneaking around to get something and not have to worry about someone questioning who the hell the girl who looked kind of like the Queen but from an alternate universe was if she just sneaked little snacks back to her room for the day.

But no, she was hungry today with how late they got out, and she was going to go to the cafeteria and she's going to sit there and enjoy herself some shawarma. She may hate the guy who got her into Middle Easter cuisine but she doesn't dislike the food he introduced her to.

Of course, if you are looking for the Queen, it's unlikely that you've seen her in a couple of days. It might even take a glance or two considering she's speaking with an entirely different accent than the one she had before and she's no longer dressed in red-- no, she's got a rather different set of clothing and boots on. ]

{{ OOC: For reference, her voice as the Red Queen, her voice with her actual accent as seen in this log. }}

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[impureheart]

[ Ana would offer to help or even just go do it herself, but being one of the primary causes of the problem in the first place she's fairly certain it would only make matters worse. There's a reason that people had friends to bail them out of bad situations, even if Ana hadn't had anyone before now who she would've even considered as someone who would do that for her. Not since Will himself. It would be much better to just let Jefferson go get him. ]

Thank you.

[ If she couldn't take care of Will, she was glad that there was someone who would. ]

[goodgrace]

Anytime.

[ A genuine thank you that wasn't business related. He looks mildly caught off guard before he pushes himself to his feet and gives her a tiny nod. Gotta head off to find Will now. BYE ]