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Agatha Clay Heterodyne ([personal profile] agathaheterodyne) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc 2015-01-06 08:00 am (UTC)

She blinked several times, the madness fading from her eyes, then she took a half step back shutting her eyes. "No, thank you," she said firmly.

She saw the other girl starting to freak out, had it been the approach of this guy, had she noticed it before Agatha? Yes, Agatha was wondering if she had to protect Annie from Finnick.

She stepped closer to the other girl. "You have said hello, hello," she said simply, hoping this would be enough to ward him off. Of course, she doubted it was. Tarvek. Gil. Guys who came over with such confidence were usually the hardest to shake. While, ultimately, she didn't really regret knowing Tarvek or Gil, she did NOT need a third, and this girl... she didn't seem like she could handle an aggressive guy just now. But Zeetha had trained her, and...

She hated Othar, hated to admit he could be right...about anything. But he was right that she couldn't just disappear into a crowd. She knew her father only from the stories, hadn't seen her uncle Barry since she was a child, but apparently there was too much of them in her. She rose in defense of this other girl. Her hand rested on her hip... where her spanner was.


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