[ That first meeting was definitely... rough. Kyoko has a hard enough time with charity given freely, and doubly so when she was in such a position of weakness. "Protestations" is an understatement - she nearly struggled tooth and nail against getting whisked away, only settling down when Kyoko realized she could just pay back Anya later. ]
[ However, if Anya thought Kyoko was strange before, she only got worse as time went on: more cynical, more bitter, more angry. If their first meeting had happened any later, Anya would have found a cornered little hellbeast who would have preferred dying to surviving on someone's mercy. ]
[ As it is, Kyoko isn't even sure why she keeps coming back, usually with stolen goods. Funnily enough, Anya's obvious otherness was never an issue for her. At least, it was far less of an issue than the fairy's raw power and openly goody-two-shoes nature. Besides, that inhumanness isn't bad or anything. Better than the ugliness festering in her fellow humans. ]
[ Better than the ugliness festering in herself. ]
[ Sprawled out on stolen pillows, her massive ponytail draping every which way, Kyoko remains tense and unhappy even in her sleep. Her usual clothes (possibly her only clothes) are disheveled from how she's been tossing and turning: ratty green hoodie slipping off one shoulder, her midriff peeking out from between her thin black top and denim shorts. ]
[ Even now, she's frowning. Whatever's going on in her head, her sleep doesn't look particularly restful. ]
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[ However, if Anya thought Kyoko was strange before, she only got worse as time went on: more cynical, more bitter, more angry. If their first meeting had happened any later, Anya would have found a cornered little hellbeast who would have preferred dying to surviving on someone's mercy. ]
[ As it is, Kyoko isn't even sure why she keeps coming back, usually with stolen goods. Funnily enough, Anya's obvious otherness was never an issue for her. At least, it was far less of an issue than the fairy's raw power and openly goody-two-shoes nature. Besides, that inhumanness isn't bad or anything. Better than the ugliness festering in her fellow humans. ]
[ Better than the ugliness festering in herself. ]
[ Sprawled out on stolen pillows, her massive ponytail draping every which way, Kyoko remains tense and unhappy even in her sleep. Her usual clothes (possibly her only clothes) are disheveled from how she's been tossing and turning: ratty green hoodie slipping off one shoulder, her midriff peeking out from between her thin black top and denim shorts. ]
[ Even now, she's frowning. Whatever's going on in her head, her sleep doesn't look particularly restful. ]