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Brigitta does not like dreams; she considers them rather awful things to be perfectly honest- unearthing the past and throwing it in her face without even asking before hand; it's probably why she usually avoids sleep as much as possible and also why she's so ridiculously glad that she's still powerful enough to use dream suppressing spells here- nightmares are kind of evil and she'd rather ignore them thanks.

She's usually very, very good about remembering such things as dream repressing spells (seriously; those things are the work of angels) but she does tend to get easily distracted does Brigitta and she's forgotten once or twice... And one of those times was last night.

So! Moody Brigitta is, despite her past stance against such things, sitting on a bench and brooding- due to the rule of nastiness she hasn't realised that her tablet is on and broadcasting the broodiness; this can only mean one thing- it's bugging time!

She really deserves it.

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Anna, after seeing the broody face, pops onto the bench beside Brigitta with a faint flutter of wings. "Hey, Frowny. What's wrong?" Anna asked softly, looking over at her friend with concern.

Anna may or may not have watched Brigitta as she slept. She does that to a couple people. Friends, mostly. She'd watch David outside the window because he seems the type that if he woke up and saw someone watching him, he'd shoot them. But with Brig, Anna sits, ever-so-gently, on the edge of the bed, studying the woman's face for any signs of stress.

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Brigitta stirs slightly and attempts a smile; it comes out more as a slightly smaller frown but it's the thought that counts! ...Okay, so it isn't really- bad Brigitta.

She hasn't really noticed the whole watching in her sleep thing; perhaps the faint touch of a presence when her body clock deems that she has a lot to do but she's never actually seen Anna around- mainly because when Brigitta sleeps she sleeps; only apocalypse or body clock can wake her.

"Nothing, nothing is wrong- I'm fine" lying is also bad Brigitta; especially when it's that pathetic.

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Anna tilts her head to the side, looking at the woman. "And who do you think you're fooling?" She asks as gently as she can. She cares greatly for Brigitta, and bff's share, damn it.

Anna reached over, placing her hand on Brigitta's, squeezing it gently. "You know I'm here for you, Brig," Anna reassured Brigitta softly.

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Brigitta is fully prepared to lie again but then Anna squeezes her hand and she can't quite find the words to lie; she does care for Anna a lot and... Well, perhaps letting her guards down wouldn't be this bad for just one time.

"I... I had a dream; a bad dream" she sighs, staring ahead and still looking rather miserable.

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Anna remembers being human. Having nightmares. They were especially rampant when she was a small child. Dark, terrible dreams in which she woke up screaming. Anna released Brigitta's hand to scoot closer and bring her arm around her shoulders.

"I'm so sorry, Brig," Anna says softly, sincerely. "Is there anything I can do?"

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Brigitta's attempt at a smile this time works slightly better; it actually has warmth in it- and although it only lasts for a few seconds it does actually manage to go upwards this time; progress!

"I... I'm not sure" she shifts slightly towards Anna; half returning the hug "I think I'll just have to remember to do the spells."

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Anna tightens her arm a little around Brigitta's shoulders. "If you want, I can help remind you," Anna offers, giving her a small smile.

"That's what friends are for, right?"

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"I'd like that" Brigitta makes a weak attempt at a chuckle; weak to the point where it's almsot painful "you know what my memory is like."

Her smile gets a little bigger at the friends comment; it's nice to know that she has Anna- it's actually rather comforting to be honest "right."

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"I do," Anna nods with a benevolent smile, then leans over, bumping her temple against Brigitta's gently. "And I will. I'll keep an eye on ya, Brig."

Anna lifts her head away to smile over at Brigitta. "You want a shake?" Anna offers with a small smile.

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With most other people Brigitta would kick them for even thinking about getting that close; but with Anna it feels right somehow and so she'll just be smiling and feeling rather safe "I... Need somebody; occasionally- thank you."

A short pause and then a genuine smile spreads across her face and she nods with a little more happiness "always; what flavour?"

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"We all do. I'm expecting you to watch my back, too," Anna said with a small grin.

"Wanna try a mint shake?" Anna suggested, feeling like taking a step out of her usual vanilla.

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"Like I'd ever not" Brigitta snorts; patting Anna's hand lightly- she would follow Anna to the ends of the earth to protect her; there's no question about that.

She tilts her head at the shiny new milkshake flavour and then nods; her smile growing into a grin she supposes she can take the risk "Might as well; I do trust you after all."

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"Attagirl," Anna beamed, winking at the woman.

"I'll be right back," Anna said, climbing to her feet and crossing over to the nearest hatch, placing her hand against the panel. A few moments later, there's two shiny, new mint milkshakes resting inside the hatch. The one meant for Brigitta had a bright pink crazy straw too. Just a little extra 'I'm here to cheer you up'-ness.

Anna returned, sitting down beside Brigitta, taking a sip of her shake as she extended Brigitta's towards her.

Sorry about the delay! I have been ill but that's no excuse :(

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With any other person Brigitta would be getting out her bitchslapping gloves for the utter cheer beginning to have a presence; but luckily Anna is still Anna (and not, say, a giant hampster from Mars) so she gets a fairly cheery grin in reply. Murder shall not be happening today.

She accepts the pink straw with a faint smirk and starts sipping... Yum; that's nice- certainly good at cheering her up! She kind of regrets not trying mint before now; wrapped up in her chocolate world she never dared set foot outside but now it turns out that the world outside is green and yummy; which is rather nice.

"This is good! Can't see why I haven't tried it before..."

It's fine, bb. I know how it is. /snuggles

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It is very good to know that Anna is not a giant martian hamster and shan't be receiving any bitchslappings. That would be a downer on the having of milkshakes.

Anna grinned at Brigitta as she sipped at her milkshake. Anna took a drink of her own, swallowing. "Creatures of habit. Our favorites are favorites for a reason, cause they taste so good."