[022 - I still don't get all my strange behavior. | Video / Spam!]

[aboutpower]

[About an hour ago, Buffy woke up from her coma and, happily, snuck out of the infirmary before any of the attending noticed her. After showering and making herself look perfectly groomed, barge comas are really good at getting rid of the near-permenant dark circles from under her eyes, she's pacing in her newly redecorated cabin, admiring the

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[aboutpower]

[Buffy is a little hesitant at first, and isn't quite sure why. Spidey sense is tingling.] Oh. Okay, good. Well, not good, but better than potentially dropping a whole tray of food on myself and innocent diners. [Or falling in front of a very large group of bystanders.]

[And she.. Pauses. Because she remembers flashes of seeing him right before her memory goes completely blank.] You. I remember seeing you.

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[Buffy usually has trouble identifying it. BUT SHE TRUSTS IT WHEN IT HAPPENS. Sheepish, and mumbled slightly:] It wouldn't be the first time.

[Buffy studies him. He's pale. Very pale. Of course, that could all just be a part of his obviously desperate goth-rocker look he has going on. But it's more than that. There's also something odd about the way he speaks. She's become suspicious, and doesn't try to hide it.] Thanks. So you're new.

[Private] [On the Hungover Filter]

[expectremorse]

...don't.

[Private]

[aboutpower]

[EYEBROW RAAAAISE.] Don't what? Say something? Ask why on earth you felt the need to get completely wasted again? Wonder why you keep doing this to yourself and to everyone around you?

[She takes a breath and calms the agitation in her voice. She speaks with stubborn, solemn resolve.]

Self-destruction doesn't look good on you. Take it from someone who has worn many versions.

[Private]

[expectremorse]

made a mistake. Not going to repeat it unless the situation calls fori t.

forgot people are around me.

[Private]

[aboutpower]

[She pauses. Starts, then stops again. Until..]

Good. Then.. Okay.

[So anti-climatic.]

[majorum_pride]

I keep hearing quite a bit about the holiday, but I've never celebrated it. [Which means today is just cook-a-lot-in-the-kitchen-day]

But yes. It has been eventful.

[aboutpower]

[Buffy is perky and oddly optimistic about everything. She loves Thanksgiving. And takes it very seriously.] It's one of the very best holidays. You should.

Okay, well, it's obviously kind of a sham, what with the origins having to do with the slaughtering of Native Americans and the disease and death that bring about curses only to be unearthed hundreds of years later... But it's a good tradition. A sham, but with yams. And pie.

Really? It's getting together with your family and/or loved ones, eating a lot, and being thankful to be alive and with them. Pretty simple.

[Private]
Eventful in a way that I should be asking how you're doing? Or just plain old crazy barge shenanigans?

[Private]

[majorum_pride]

[Just a thoughtful hum. It's been a while since he's celebrated a family get-together.]

I'm doing fairly well. [Actually very well. He had a very good 4th wall day, and got permission to stop hating himself.] An effort to destroy the Barge sent us into the underworld. We were all animate dead.

[Private]

[aboutpower]

[Her eyebrows raise a little and she nods slowly, looking a little amused. She's just gotten Crane's message so her surprise is minimal at this point.] So I hear. Yet another fun Barge event I'm glad to have been catching serious Z's for. Being a corpse again is not on my Barge bucket-list. Especially not one that walks and talks.

[doctor_j_crane]

Flagg took over the barge, there was a day when numerous off barge visitors were in contact with us, Rex blew up the barge and killed everyone including you, we were thrown into a port where we were all undead until we 'fixed' the barge with arbitrary items and then we all returned. In other news, Wanda Maximoff is less crazy, Hoffman is more drunk, Rex is in a coma and there are new people who are still confused about being on the barge.

That's about it.

[aboutpower]

[That's... Oh. Huh.] Wow. I was awake for some of that but..

You really have a talent for compressing all the need-to-know in a few sentences. The section I'm gonna need more clarifying on has to do with the part where I was dead?!

[doctor_j_crane]

It's a gift. Apparently Rex blowing up the barge caused us all to perish, relatively painlessly. Then we were in a port where we were some kind of undead creature. I cut my arm and it didn't bleed. Thankfully, there doesn't seem to be a death toll for it. I suppose the Admiral did right by us for once.

[aboutpower]

[Huh. Just, huh.

A little distractedly:] Guess so. [Then her head tilts slightly to the side and her eyebrows knit together in curiosity.] So, Rex. He just.. Blew the barge up? My main issue is how.

[Kitchen Spam!]

[yeahscience]

[Jesse has had ideas about this Thanksgiving, and his plans also involve pie. Okay, so he can't cook for shit (not food, anyway). And he's not even sure if he's allowed to use the kitchens. But when he runs down the list of people he cares about, they've all either never had Thanksgiving, need a pick-me-up, or probably deserve something decent for putting up with him for the last... ever. So pie it is.

He edges uncertainly into the kitchen, looking around like it's unfamiliar territory.]

Uh, hey. Is it cool if I...? [He holds up a sheet of paper, with what looks like several recipes copied down in messy handwriting.] Pie?

[Kitchen Spam!] omg yay <3

[aboutpower]

[Buffy's stirring away. She's a good stirrer. It could be called a talent. She notices him when he comes in, but merely glances nonchalantly until he approaches her. Buffy pauses her rapid stirring and blinks at him.

Now, she's seen his face before, she's sure. On the network, maybe a few times briefly in person. But she can't for the life of her remember his name or if he's a Warden or Inmate. Or anything about him. The fact that he's asking permission to make pie points to Inmate. Buffy is terrible at hiding these things. She doesn't know who he is and it shows.

After pausing and trying to logic this one out, she just decides to speak instead. She smiles warmly, if not a little awkwardly.] Hey. Oh. Yeah, sure! I don't see why not. [Buffy puts down her bowl on the counter and turns her full attention to him. She notices just how many recipes there are and pauses, with a wince.] How many are you planning on making?

[Kitchen Spam!]

[yeahscience]

[He knows who she is! but that's mostly by virtue of having grown up in the 90's. He's pretty sure his BFF Badger had a poster of her in his locker for, like, a year. But he's been warned not to say things like that, so he keeps his mouth shut and smirks at the totally blank look on her face.]

My name's Jesse. El major inmate, so I wasn't sure if it was, like, allowed, or what.

[He follows her gaze, blinking; his smile grows sort of sheepish.] Oh, no, just one. I didn't know what you guys'd have up here, so I wrote down a couple. Um... pecans?

[Kitchen Spam!]

[aboutpower]

[Yes, not saying he knows about her TV show can only help. Buffy smiles a little teasingly.] Nice to meet you, inmate Jesse. I'm Buffy. And I say you're allowed.. As long as you don't go stealing knives or poisoning tomorrow's soup of the day. [Mostly kidding. But you can't be too careful.]

[She shows a some relief at that. That many pies would seriously take a huge chunk of her Thanksgiving away from her, what with the supervising. She thinks about where she saw the pecans earlier, and has some trouble. Buffy turns one way, then the other, finally laying her eyes on the cupboard with the pecans. She points at it.] There. ..I think. [Sheepish half-smile.] It's basically my first time in here doing anything other than raiding the fridge.