impossibilities | ana

As much as Ana detested these sorts of gatherings- pretending to be a person she wasn't; playing the part of an influential daughter, loyal to the Empire- she had to say, she'd gotten pretty good at it over the years. She was born and bred for these sorts of events- shaped from childhood to be comfortable like this. To bump elbows with other important people, laugh at their jokes, and gently pull information from them in her dress and her heels and her perfectly done hair; be tugged around by the flow of things and get as much as she could for it. Entertain and be paid for it in words and suggestions. It was mentally exhausting work, but who else had her sort of credentials within Spectre? Her bloodline just made her so easily trusted by the Empire.

As much as she hated prancing around like a well-trained pet, Anastasia had to admit that free food was always nice and these nobles always went so far out of their way to entertain. It helped that the Lumière name was so widely known as a military family. She was just a good little daughter of a well-established family trying to make her way through college- ha!- not some sort of ill-intending spy, looking to tear down the government. That was such a silly idea, and quite offensive. How dare anyone suggest such a thing of good ol' Ana! She was perfectly innocent. Not a wanted criminal at all.

As used to these sorts of affairs as Anastasia was, she couldn't help but be slightly unsettled by the fact that she couldn't have either of her pokemon out. Ace was too anxious around people- he'd cause a scene, and that wouldn't be good at all- even if she did have a permit for him and could legally have him out and about. Hex, on the other hand, would be suspicious. He wasn't legally obtained, and she couldn't exactly flaunt that around in the face of the government, as much as she wanted some sort of companion. Even so, the weight of their pokeballs was comfortable in her handbag; a small comfort at the very least. If things went south, she wasn't entirely alone. She'd have some sort of back-up.

Chatting her way through the crowds- Oh yes, she remembered them, of course! Even if she hadn't seen them for years, and yes, she'd grown so much! It'd been so long!- Ana was eventually able to make her way to the buffet that had been so graciously set out for the guests, and would manage to pour herself an ice water from a large dispenser without anyone trying to talk her up. Even so, such a reprieve wouldn't last for long, and thinking she heard her name said behind her, Anastasia would look back, still walking forward. Almost immediately she'd walk into someone, and while this wouldn't have been a problem in most cases- just a light bump that she could have apologized fo quite easilyr; said she was distracted and move on with her life- some of her water would spill onto the other person.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" Ana would turn back in an instant, her expression entirely apologetic, the remainder of her glass of water set on the buffet table beside them as she gathered up napkins, dabbing at the water spot on the poor guy she'd walked straight into, "I'm so, so sorry! I wasn't paying attention." And the night had been going so very well. Oh well. Nothing could go entirely according to plan, now could it? That'd be way too easy.

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