Well he looked familiar and with the thoughts of memory of her vessel, she knew that she should act like she was afraid of him. But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Last I heard you were running off to chase some huge thread. Tell me, how did that work out for you?”
"At least I can hold on to something like innocence. It keeps me from going under." Tatia rolled her own eyes and reufsed to back turn her back on this woman. She wasn’t about to get stabbed in the back by this woman and die. "Doubt it all you want but the people here will tell you that it has gone to the dogs." The supernatural kind anyway. "I would rather not die a second time thank you." she whispered closing her eyes for a moment. "The world maybe doomed, but at least my life is not." she told her before opening her eyes again. "I have people who care about me. They would rip you to shreds if they knew you were using me."
"Maybe you can, it’s always nice to see someone with a little hope" She said sarcastically. "Me? I never had a chance" And she wouldn’t have it any other way. "Oh I simply meant that the worst hasn’t been done yet, the wolves here are like puppies and the vampires? Well don’t get me started on them" She was surprised that a lot more hadn’t gone wrong. "Oh but you don’t have to die" She said innocently. "We all have people that care about us, we’ve all got one weakness" She trailed her fingers along the human’s soft skin. "And I for one would love to see yours…and your friends can try, but they won’t be able to stop me"
"I doubt that very much." She narrowed her eyes at the woman who had stolen Katerina’s body and crossed her arms over her chest. "This town went to the dogs a long time ago." she said quietly. She raised an eyebrow at the girl’s statement. "Who are you and why did you steal Katerina’s body? Because even though I am human and therefore proned to make mistakes I try my best at leading a good life. My first one was full of pain and death so I have tried to keep myself in this new life making the best choices and not being fooled by anything or anyone."
"You’re innocent, how adorable" Ana rolled her eyes, she was getting a little bored of this conversation already and nothing good could come of that. "Oh I doubt that very much" There was clearly still a lot more to be done here. "If I answered that then I would have to kill you a lot sooner than planned" She shrugged as though it were nothing, which it was to her. "Here’s another pointer, it doesn’t matter how much good you do…the world is still doomed" She took the last few steps towards the other. "Now what’s to stop me from using you next?" She smirked.
"I am not an evil person. Hell cannot touch me." she hissed. She wasn’t evil. She was good she knew it deep, deep down in her soul. "Because you wouldn’t have sought me out otherwise." She took a step back, she was too close. "I do not believe you are Katerina."
"Newsflash, sweetheart. Hell can get to even the purest souls" She pointed out. Then God got in the way and all those awful hunters. But no one was around to stop her now. She could have a little fun. "It’s not just you, it’s this town" She was going to have her fun and then tear it down. "Oh you are good, and here I was giving humanity no credit at all. Tell me, what makes you think you’re too good for Hell?"
"I am. This second life is far more peaceful than my first one." The and I am going to keep it that way was implied. “What do you want from me?” she asked her finally feeling more annoyed with her there. “I thought you died.”
"I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that one" She rolled her eyes, then those souls usually ended straight back in hell. "Who says I want anything?" She stopped a few feet away from Tatia. "Do you really think Hell could keep a girl like me down?"
”I’m bored. Entertain me.”
“You didn’t even say please”
"Clearly not." she muttered. While she was glad that she didn’t get mistaken for her second Doppelgänger she was annoyed immediately by the tone of voice. "Please you cannot make my life hell. I was in a living hell once before I am immune to it."
Hearing the other getting annoyed put a smile on her face,she enjoyed simple things in life like that. She took a few steps toward her. “With the life I heard you lived…you should know that no one is immune to hell” Everyone thought that before they ended up there.
"Maybe I am?" She stated simply, shrugging in response. "There is a possibility that I have… No one’s business, though."
"I think you are, a little bit" Ana smirked. "Oh no, don’t stop there. I was just getting comfortable. Can’t hurt to vent right?"
❝ can you stop doing…
whatever you’re doing with your face? ❞
”What are you going to do
if I refuse?”