Dec 12, 2011 14:34
[Anya sounds extremely unhappy.]
No, I've already died once this month, I don't want to do it again! I can't be drafted! Plus, I'm a girl! Isn't that supposed to be the one place where sexism works in favor of women? I don't want to go to war. I can't.
[She takes a moment to collect herself, then continues.]
Also, the man who tortured and murdered me was maybe late forties, dark hair, sort of scruffy and unshaven, and more racist against demons than anyone else I've met so far, which is saying something because a lot of you seem very anti-demon. But I'm not even a demon anymore! [She can't help the slight note of panic that creeps into her voice. She's been traumatized, okay?] I never caught his name. If you see him, call the authorities and run. Or better yet, kill him. Violently. Please.
I punished a lot of wicked men when I was a demon, and he deserves it more than any of them.
anya jenkins