regarding homelessness

[monoculi]

So your game plan consists of... scrutinising various options and flapping?

Y'know, I hate to break it to you, but flapping does not an application write, my friend.

P.S. Congrats on the icons. Of course, not a single one has the patch, but I'm sure you won't let a basic requirement like that get in the way of your crazy.

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[monoculi]

Something tells me we wouldn't find anything about these guys in Giles' books...

[herotypical]

Not when they control the contents of the town library, at least. Censorship at its worst. Or best, depending on your perspective.

[monoculi]

For our purposes, I think we'll go with worst. Not that I'm the biggest reader of them all.

[herotypical]

...Eh. You did good, reading-wise. Always there to pitch in and spread the research labour. I have to do most of it solo, these days.

[ which you just know she hates, having usually been the one who got to skip the research sessions. ]

[monoculi]

[yeah, he was always pretty envious about that.]

Well, maybe not for much longer.

[herotypical]

...So I've seen. Word travels fast. [ and she probably shouldn't be looking so damn happy except she hasn't seen him -- game-wise -- in years. ]

Is it wrong that I'm kinda...glad? I mean -- hey, letting BFFs get stuck in feathery hell-holes doesn't exactly fit the definition of heroic. But I'm having a hard time seeing the bad, here.

[monoculi]

[and Xander should probably be more fearful for his imminent doom, but he IS from Sunnydale, so.]

I'm having a hard time seeing it too - though, in fairness, I have a hard time seeing most things - but hey, it could be worse, right? A feathery hell-hole is better than... other kinds of hell-hole. I mean, for one, it has a pleasantly soft and downy texture.

[herotypical]

[ hard to see the bad until she starts remembering things like oh damn i'll have to introduce him to the pirate boyfriend and i hope he doesn't comment on how very twenty-seven i look. ]

It could absolutely be worse. There could be fees. As it is, the place borders on a communist's paradise. And folks are generally nicer than you'd ever expect them to be. Luceti: it's like Canada, but with less plaid.

[monoculi]

[oh THAT will be fun, Buffy can probably expect ceaseless mockery. For dating a pirate, not being 27. Anyway, he's having a thoughtful pause.]

...Are there donuts in Luceti? [he has the very best priorities.]

[herotypical]

[ hey. at least her pirate is eyepatchless. ]

There's a whole bakery. Your donut cravings will not go neglected.

[monoculi]

[that does not make it better.]

Really? Well, consider me sold.

[herotypical]

You don't think you're being a little too...easy?

[ consider this a pre-emptive jab for all the soon-to-happen pirate jokes. ]

I mean, come on. At least hold out for a steak dinner and a promise to have you home before midnight.

[monoculi]

Pfft. You're just saying that because you're not ready for this jelly.

[which is a valid riposte, clearly.]

1/2

[herotypical]

[ not ready for this jelly... ]

2/2

[herotypical]

[ you are such a dork, harris. ]

And let the record show that it was Xander Harris, on this fine evening, who was the first to break out the Destiny's Child lyrics. On your head be it.

[monoculi]

Oh, on my head is fine - I'll wear the shame like a jaunty hat. Which is the best kind of hat.

[herotypical]

[ a momentary look. y'know, like she's likely imagining him in said jaunty hat of shame. and her eyes twinkle at the prospect. ]

Hey. You know how I said I had that house? The one with the conveniently empty mantle? It also quite conveniently has an empty room or two. Y'know -- if you don't mind a Slayer for a landlord. [ ... ] Landlady.

[ and her pirate boyfriend for a housemate. it's a sitcom waiting to happen. ]

[monoculi]

[yep, like Friends except... nothing like Friends, actually. Though Xander would absolutely be Chandler.]

...That depends what your Landladyship involves. I wouldn't have to curtsey every time I pass you in the hall, would I? [he speaks in jest.]

[herotypical]

...I'd settle for a respectful bow. [ a beat. ] And your name would go on the chore chart. Duh.

[monoculi]

Those sound like acceptable terms. [he offers his hand for a shake, adding, more seriously:] Thank you.

[herotypical]

Puh-lease. Like I would have ever left you out in the cold.

[ truth is, it's lonely living two to a five person house. and buffy prefers more activity around her. a louder, more thriving domestic experience. even after a handful of years in luceti, she misses the castle in scotland. ]

You're beyond welcome.