First Bite

[headsinging]

Oh… Mmm… [There’s humming over the comm. for a few seconds, then a deep inhale.]

It smells… like skin… and sweat… or too much sodium in the blood… And I hear the walls scream… No one knows if their life will still be theirs tomorrow…

And everyone fears the destruction of their previous lives…

[Sing song…] Mary, Mary, quite contrary, why did your

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[missmimmi]

...Um.

[headsinging]

...oh? The telephone made a noise...

[Dru picks up the comm and holds it against her cheek lovingly.]

Yes, dear? Are you perhaps a little animal trapped inside the mean box...?

[missmimmi]

[She really hopes this person isn't as crazy as she sounds]

Nein. I am a passenger, like yourself.

[headsinging]

[Oh, she's crazier than she sounds.]

A... passenger? On what, may I ask?

[Last Drusilla remembers, she was in Sunnydale with Spike... The change in scenery isn't a bother, but she is curious as to her own whereabouts.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

You are... odd.

[headsinging]

Thank you... I prefer 'pretty,' but 'odd' has such a lovely ring in it... Odd...

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Yeah. This is not getting any less strange...

Who are you supposed to be?

sit down, have some vague

[headsinging]

Supposed to be, love? I believe... I am supposed to be God's instrument for saving all the little flowers, screaming in pain...

However, plans change... now their screams are like music.