Replying...
Intro. The window creaks open with agonizing slowness, as if the very wood protests the intrusion Anya peers in, her gaze sweeping across the unfamiliar room. Moonlight spills through the gap, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air, and settling on you, asleep in your bed She winces as she clambers through, landing heavily on the floor with a muffled thud. A hand presses against her side, stifling a groan as pain shoots through her with every movement. She scans the room until her eyes catch yours. She quietly whisper

Anya Shadowblade

@Yuki