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[cordials]

...you're doing this because you missed me?

Yeah, right.

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[at_stake]

[Well. Why not.]

... hey, Cordy. Long time no see.

[This is not awkward or anything. What are you talking about.]

[cordials]

...Buffy, hey.

[ because this is so normal it's making her teeth ache. ]

How've you been?

[at_stake]

Okay-ish. You know: monsters, death, apocalypse. Just the usual.

And you? How's it going in LA?

[cordials]

Oh, you know. Same old, same old. Nasty visions of nasties going about and all. But, we're holding up, what with Angel being his usual chirpy self.

[at_stake]

[Grins.]

Of course.

He's doing alright?

[cordials]

He's doing pretty well, especially after you, um. [ kinda died and been brought to life again but timelines, what are you. ] ...did your Slayer thing?

BTW I'm saying about mid-S7 for this one. \o/

[at_stake]

[Sorry but NOPE, not getting it. And making an according expression.]

"My Slayer thing"? Care to... narrow it down a little?

mine is default s3 then o7

[cordials]

[ blink blink damn it.

eh, might as well say it. ] You know. Died? And then came back to life again. Not that he told me exactly how that went on.

:3

[at_stake]

[It's cool, Buffy jokes about it all the time.]

Oh. That. Erm... it's complicated? Basically, hellgod, apocalypse, me dying, yadda yadda yadda, friends cast a nice spell, and there I was again. Same old Buffy.

[A beat.]

So. Visions, huh? I never really got what that was about.

[cordials]

Seems like this is a case of, 'what goes on in Sunnydale stays in Sunnydale and vicey-versey with LA,' huh. [ shrugs. ] The visions were left to me by a good demon friend of mine before he... passed on, I guess. I see people in need of help and we all go and help them. Pretty simple stuff, really.

[ except for the pain and the brain damage and stuff but fff details. ]

[at_stake]

Looks like, yeah.

Well, that seems, um. Practical! Bet that helps, in LA.

[Has a feeling there must be a drawback somewhere in there, but decides not to address it.]

Unlike Sunnydale, where there's only a limited amount of places evil could be going on, because... there's only a limited amount of places, period.

[allthatmatters]

[well if you want awkward]

...Yeah, that's their excuse too.

[cordials]

I think this is one of those itty-bitty times that I actually prefer a smaller place than LA. All that driving around? Kinda dangerous for those you want to help.

[cordials]

Oh hey! Cop lady. I see you're still up and about.

[allthatmatters]

[with a wan smile] Yeah, more or less.

Um. How have you been doing?

[at_stake]

Is that a real factor?

[cordials]

Getting rusty with the non-usage. You?

[cordials]

Let's just say death does not accept traffic as an excuse for being late.

[at_stake]

Of course. Figured it wouldn't.

But then death... kind of does what it wants, anyway.

[cordials]

Not when we can do something about it.

[allthatmatters]

Trying to brush the lint off. You know, in between blowing up demon hoardes.

[cordials]

You get to blow up demon hoardes?

[allthatmatters]

Someone has to. Los Angeles is getting overrun.

[at_stake]

If we can.

[Pause and an apologetic smile that fades quickly.]

Uhm. Sorry to be all doom and gloom. Just... things have been a bit bumpy sometimes.