(o16)(video/action) ♐ no more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone

[slayerisms]

Angel's gone. For good gone. I've been -- [ She clears her throat and briefly drops her chin to look down and away, then fixes her gaze back on the datapad. ] I spent some time camped by the bacta tanks. When he didn't show after a week ... I checked out his place. It's empty. Like, way empty. Emptier than Angel keeps his place empty

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[knowmypurpose]

It's probably best that he's gone. Even if it does suck.

[Pause.]

And they don't even have cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip here.

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[slayerisms]

Right. [ Her voice is a little hollow in the way she says that. God, seeing Cordy's face is more of a relief than she thought it'd be. She has to briefly shut her eyes to fight back the emotional response, and when she opens them again, she tries to drag more communication out of herself. ]

Cordelia, I -- What you did for me. Last week. [ Standing by her. But, no. Feelings are hard. She's a man. She lets it go. ]

Can I come over? I mean, I don't promise ice cream or anything, but -- T-there could be movies. [ She glances around. ] I just ... I need to get out of here.

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[knowmypurpose]

Hey. It's what needed to be done. [Ultimately, Cordy's not great at speaking her feelings either. So she's good with just letting it go.]

Movies would be good. [She misses Dennis and their movie nights 8(] Feel free to come over.

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[slayerisms]

I'll grab some stuff and be over in a little while. I even have nail polish. [ As if nail-painting will help. At all. ]

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[knowmypurpose]

My nails could use with a good change. [Not that it'll actually...change anything.]

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[slayerisms]

My life could use a good change. [ Sigh. ] I'll see you, okay?

[ She terminates the feed. It's an hour or so before she's knocking on Cordelia's door, movies in hand and some kind of Coruscanti junk food. She looks emotionally thrashed. ]

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[knowmypurpose]

[Cordelia makes her way to the door, opening it up for Buffy. She doesn't look great herself, but not quite as bad either. She steps aside to let the other girl in.]

Hey.

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[slayerisms]

Hey. [ She hesitates fora minute before coming in, and then stops to turn around to look at Cordelia. ] This went cheerier in my head.

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[knowmypurpose]

Guess this is as cheery as we expect, all things considered.

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[slayerdom]

Yay us? [ It's weak, accompanied by a smile that's barely trying. ] How've you been? I know I wasn't -- I-I mean, there were ...

I should have been there. [ Instead of vanishing for days. ]

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[knowmypurpose]

You needed space. I get that. [And she does. It couldn't have been easy, what Buffy had to do. Who would want to be around other people after that?]

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[slayerisms]

Wouldn't it be nice if everyone did? [ There's an exasperated sigh at that, and then she goes to set the stack of holovideos on the couch, dropping the snack food beside them. ]

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[knowmypurpose]

It would be, but since when did any of us ever get that lucky?

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[slayerisms]

Since never. But, hey. Dreaming. Totally allowed.

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[knowmypurpose]

Sometimes, it's all we can do. [And now she's going to just look through the selection of holovids, okay.]

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[slayerisms]

[ She hesitates, looking down at the stack as Cordelia starts looking through them. There's a long pause, before she finally squeaks out in a cracky voice. ]

What's wrong with me?