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[theslayer_buffy]

Who: Buffy, Cordelia, Anyone Else?
Date: Evening of April 23
Rating: PG
Summary: Buffy runs into Cordelia. They do the catching up thing and all that good stuff.

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[cordy_chase1]

Cordelia walked down the sidewalk warily. She'd never been to New Orleans before, and in addition to the humidity--which she could only imagine wasn't going to do her hair any good at all--there were a lot of people wandering the streets after dark. And she knew from Phantom Dennis they weren't all human.

Of course, she could've figured that out herself. She'd been born and raised on a Hellmouth, after all. She kept alert, walking tall and keeping her hand closed around the stake in her jacket pocket. Just in case. When she caught sight of a blonde woman exiting the cemetary across the street, she frowned a little.

And when the woman walked under the street lamp, her eyes widened. "Oh, no way."

[theslayer_buffy]

Buffy moved down the street, trying to resist the accusatory eye she tended to fix on everyone after dark. Telling the vampires from humans was growing harder and harder, even with her handy 'spider-sense'. Of course, she generally received glares or an eyebrow raise from those passing by after the sun had set.

Making any friends or even finding that non-supernatural boyfriend seemed more and more like a ridiculous idea. She wasn't here for that, anyway. And hey, she had a phone if she really needed to talk to anyone.

As she approached a figure who seemed glued to her spot on the sidewalk, she was ready to maneuver around her until the face finally registered in her brain and could tell the same thing was happening to the woman. Cordelia? Holy crap and a half.

"Cordelia?" she blurted out, a little louder than she had intended, matching the other woman's confused and wide eyes. "What are you doing here?"

[cordy_chase1]

"Here I was about to ask you the same thing." Cordelia stared at her. "Wait. Vampires. Right?" She shook her head a little. "I hear there are a lot of them here." She finally managed to pull her eyes away from her high school nemisis and looked around the darkened street.

She drew in a breath and let it out slowly. "This place creeps me out a little," she admitted. "And I've only been here a couple hours."

[theslayer_buffy]

Buffy shrugged her shoulders at the mention of vampires, "You guessed it. What else?" she said, almost lazily. With a nod, she said, "Yeah, they're numbers are increasing, so I'm here to find out why. And to obviously take in the sights," she added with a hint of sarcasm.

She noticed Cordelia's apprehension and couldn't help but agree with her, for once. "Try being here for a couple weeks. It definitely takes some getting used to," she paused, taking in her last statement, "A couple hours? Did you just fly here or something?" She wondered why Cordelia Chase of all people would randomly be wandering the streets of New Orleans.

[cordy_chase1]

"Tell me about it." She grimaced, taking a drink of her water and sighing softly. "But yeah. Apparently it was some big prophecy. Angel has a son. His name's Connor

[theslayer_buffy]

Hazel eyes grew bigger and bigger at each revelation. "A son? Connor?" Sounds Irish, Buffy thought and found it strange to be the first thought marching through her brain at the fact that Angel had a son. 'Holy crap' didn't quite cover it. For some reason, this was even more startling than Darla being pregnant.

She sucked in a breath as Cordelia proceeded to explain more. Catching up was really an understatement where they were concerned. Cordelia had lived through probably just as many apocalypses as they had in Sunnydale and had just as many crazy things to explain.

"So, he doesn't have a son anymore? I guess that's why he didn't mention it to me," And there was a hint of bitterness in her voice. Okay, yeah, Angel's life was his business, but big life things, like oh say, having a KID seemed like something you might mention to someone.

[cordy_chase1]

"Apparently when I was in the coma, Angel had everyone's minds wiped of all memories of Connor. Except mine. And his own." Her voice was quiet.

[theslayer_buffy]

Stunned, Buffy nodded slightly, "Wow," she said, "I keep saying that. It's just so much has happened over there. Have you talked to any of them since you, uh, got back?"