who let you in here

[vexual]

Ha, bit of an earworm, innit, love? Sticks in and digs, like someone I know. No use blaming me, though; you and your bloody puns brought this on yourself, so enjoy your Marvin Gaye purgatory. Me, I'll be getting to know this lovely head of yours. You've left me in the cold long enough, I deserve a good run of the place.

Just between us girls, though: could do without the judging from your friendly neighbour-head peanut gallery. So what, I'm not a cheeky little wisp or a crooning dream-eater; all the better for me, really. If you plan to run with me, darling, you'll have to learn how to get dirty. In more ways than one. And I suspect they won't like it, not one itty -- bitty -- bit.

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[onteamdyson]

........................ There is so much wrong with this I don't even know where to start.

Don't get your grey-area, chaotic-neutral bullshit on my sweet little babies. I MEAN it, Vex!

[vexual]

Oh, I'm gonna get it all over 'em, oh babies --

[onteamdyson]

[Wh-- NO! SMACK! Multiple smacks. And an arm punch.] Stop that. Who even let you out in public?

[Wait a second...] Shouldn't you be crying over your psychotic adoptive monster right about now?

[vexual]

[ Ow! Ow!!! ] I dunno, shouldn't you be dead? We all have other things to do!

[onteamdyson]

[GAAAAAAASP! BoobPUNCH!] Yeah? Like what? You got plans or something?

[vexual]

[ OOOOOW. CHESTCOVER. ] Would you look at this violence! Never mind that you're a living sight for sore eyes. [ >:C ] Dearest Kenzi, when haven't I?

[onteamdyson]

Nooooooooooo way. Nuh-uh. You are not winning me back with all your sweet talk and... stupid British charm. Keep your crumpets and Shakespearean junk on THAT side of the universe, thanks. [Hmph.] I'm très mad at you.

[vexual]

Over that little thing? Can't help my loyalties, love. Though that aftermath, hoo-hoo...

[onteamdyson]

Uh, yeah, that little thing which is only little to you because you're fae and have the survival skills of a cockroach! How many times do you have to turn on me before I wise the heck up? [A lot of times apparently.]

Well... since I'm already dead, guess there isn't much worse you could do to me, sooooo... truce?

[vexual]

As if I believe for a moment you won't claw your little way out of Valhalla for another go! 'Til that particular Ragnarok comes about, though... [ FACE, NONCOMMITTAL SHRUG ]

[onteamdyson]

... [OKAY, COME HERE! Just gonna grab you by the shirt and pull you closer for a hug, Vexy. Just shush. Only hugs. She'll pull away in a sec.] Bright side? I think being a corpse is really gonna help my look.

[vexual]

[ This is happening! Nice until he has to betray her again. I mean what. ] Oh, Kenzi. I didn't know that boyfriend of yours was into that.

[onteamdyson]

[YOU BETTER FREAKIN' NOT! SHE HAS FINN NOW!] Wow, shut your face. He can HEAR you now. Maybe you should show him the mascara thingy for shows.

[vexual]

[ Ooh, scary wisp, oooooh. ] I'll show him something, that's a promise.

[onteamdyson]

Watch it, punk! He's with me, like it or not. Hands, your own AND others, off. No puppet voodoo near the bf.

how about another kenzi?

[heartstings]

What? Someone who doesn't like to get a little dirty, color me surprised.

THEY'RE EVERYWHERE

[vexual]

Serves me right for mixing up with a human; Hollywood can say all it likes about you people being heartless, but you're all too bloody nice. I can't even snap a neck 'round here without bumping into an emotional crisis.

not enough of everyone else

[heartstings]

Well, duh, it's a little rude to go around snapping necks. [Just like it's a little rude to go stopping pretty little girls from getting their revenge.]

[vexual]

Only without precedent. [ He can't hear you, la la la. ] Do you see before you a man who acts without grounding? I didn't think so.

[heartstings]

[So how'd protecting that little psycho go? Oh, that's right, Bo killed him.]

Right, like you've never attacked anyone just because you could.

[vexual]

I have my reasons.

[heartstings]

[She just presses her lips together and nods slowly before switching gears.]

So, aside from falling in with a lame crowd, how's it hanging?

[vexual]

Like a horse. [ The usual 'I'm so funny' face. ] Doesn't look as though I'll be getting out beyond this little box any time soon, but nothing a little arm-twisting can't fix.

[heartstings]

[She groans and rolls her eyes.] Gross, dude.

Being stuck in a little box blows, luckily I wasn't in one for long. I've been all over the place, though. Horror games, that short-lived stint in some sex game. [She makes a face at that.]

But I seem to be stuck in some world where they expect me to play superhero. On the bright side I got powers there.