The girl had followed the others into the gym, her hands held behind her back while she walked; white hair and pale skin in contrast to most of the others with them though she didn't mind much at all being different, in fact she enjoyed being strange and apart from them. Her deep red gaze passed over the others as she found herself a place to sit, on the top of the bleachers, near the end and apart from the others again in preference of solitude. A bandages was wrapped around her neck, a spatter of dried blood on it from earlier today when she had proven a point to someone who thought she was just pretending the be what she claimed was utterly, impossible to kill. She'd torn her own throat open in response. Anastasia's cold stare followed the others before focusing entirely on the girl in front of them with the doctor while she slipped into the shadows and vanished for as much as she could see. Closing her eyes she tried to see if she could hear her though there wasn't much to hear other then those around them echoing in the gymnasium and the lost echo of her footsteps not long before.
She suddenly felt the touch of a finger on her back and umped slightly, a small smirk appearing on her otherwise emotionless face and she opened her mouth to speak, not entirely certain that she would still be there to hear her. "Careful there. I tore that last night." She voice was teasing and light, a melody of contrasting tones that sang for a second longer in the air then normal, following the air currents of the fans before she let it go again.
She suddenly felt the touch of a finger on her back and umped slightly, a small smirk appearing on her otherwise emotionless face and she opened her mouth to speak, not entirely certain that she would still be there to hear her. "Careful there. I tore that last night." She voice was teasing and light, a melody of contrasting tones that sang for a second longer in the air then normal, following the air currents of the fans before she let it go again.