<div style="text-align: center">Saga's smile faded some when Anlaf stared at her with an intensity that was difficult to place. The others seemed bothered by this, too, and Ashley was worried that Saga had gotten them in trouble with her mouth. She hadn't meant to offend the Earl, if that's what it was. Then, finally, the woman sitting beside the Earl was able to snap her out of the trance-like state, and Saga smiled apologetically towards them both. When Anlaf began to explain that Saga looked like someone else, the young red-head's interest was instantly piqued. Who could the Earl have seen that looked like her? She wanted to know about this mystery woman who left such a powerful person breathless.<br/>
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"I'm sorry to hear that..." Saga replied, looking between the two women sitting before her. "You seemed so startled. It really was alarming." She glances at Ashley, then to Dagny, and Anlaf before speaking once more. "I'd like to hear more about this person I look like, if you don't mind. Was she a great friend? Maybe, i-"<br/>
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"Ah, excuse us, Anlaf. She's had too much drink, and I'm afraid her curiosity often gets the best of her." Ashley cut in, effectively silencing Saga by moving in front of her, so that Anlaf nor Dagny could see her. "We're all very curious people, you see. Saga is just a little more so...than the others. She's probably read every surviving book in the bunker, and is always wanting more. She loves to be indulged.."<br/>
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By the time Ashley finished up, Saga was already far off at the beach. She wasn't at all mad that Ashley interrupted her, but she would have liked to hear what Anlaf had to say.. Who wouldn't be a little intrigued by a possibility of a doppelganger? It may have seemed childish to the others, but she would visit Anlaf again, and inquire once more about the look alike. She knew that Ashley would disapprove, but he wasn't their leader. She would tell him that, too. He didn't have to take care of her, or the others anymore.<br/>
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With that thought, Saga moved further away from the festivities and to an empty spot on the beach. The cheers and laughter only lightly heard as the tide rolled in. She looked out at the ocean, up at the moon that hung full in the sky. Swimming in the ocean had always been a dream of Saga's, and looking over her shoulder, Saga could see everyone else was too involved in their own activities to come looking out here. The water was cool, and not unpleasant on her skin. <i>Ah. Perfect. </i>Her feet and the hemline of her dress were soaked, but that didn't bother her one bit.<br/>
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She carefully unbuttoned her dress and set it off to the side, her frame only protected by the white slip that was underneath her dress. The bandage over the hole in her side was still secured in place, and truthfully, it hadn't been causing much pain. She stopped once the water reached her thighs and sat down in the sand, the waves knocking against her in the face in such a way that caused a smile. She found the gentle push and pull of the ocean to be relaxing, and the salt water would no doubt help clean her wounds. Her head leaned back and the water rushed through her hair. Once more, her thoughts wander to the Earl, and the peculiar way she looked at her. The beautiful blonde woman was almost starting to seem familiar to her as well, but Saga rationalized that it was only the few sips of ale and wine making the rounds, playing tricks on her mind.​</div>