❖ 019 // [Voice | Written]

[crisisrain]

[/Flips table at her hiatus This entry takes place in the late morning. These will all have to take place at different times in the day because crossing over would get insanely awkward.]

[Filtered to Buffy | 70% Unhackable]

Buffy darlin'! I've got some free time today if ya wanna come over and try my amazingly delicious crêpes fer lunch, as promised! I also found a great recipe I know yer gonna love!

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[Filtered to Emil | 90% Unhackable]

I'm ready ta tell ya now if ya still wanna hear it.

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[Filtered to Alexei | 95% Unhackable]
[This bit is written, yeah the strikeouts are completely readable.]

Evesdropping is rude
How's the jailbait?
You heard what the little girl said, let's go and 'say sorry' by the south lake at 8pm. Bring your sword, or a picnic. I'd personally prefer a picnic but somehow I doubt that.

Comments

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[herotypical]

Peanut butter, huh? That's you're idea of a punishment?

[But the full force of the snark is lost when she tastes the thing. Much lighter than the last. Very...almost summery.]

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[crisisrain]

I didn't say anythin' about it being a punishment!

[They're quite different flavours, this one is much cooler tasting with a little zest. But not as rich and overwhelming as the previous.]

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[herotypical]

Oh, I see how it is. I get rewarded for poking fun at you, huh?

[Her enthusiasm for this crepe shows it to be her favourite. She's eating with gusto.]

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[crisisrain]

It keeps me on my toes? I'm not one fer recievin' flattery.

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[herotypical]

[Hmm. She sets her fork down for just a moment.]

You're a hard nut to crack. I figured flattery would be your life-force. Y'know, in a superficial way.

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[crisisrain]

No my life-force is the joy of seein' beautiful women everyday. Imagine a world without all the gorgeous ladies! I don't think I could cope!

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[herotypical]

If you weren't bribing my instincts with delicious, delicious food? I'd probably try some kinda comment on that being way with the creepy.

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[crisisrain]

It's either creepy or fishy. I don't tend ta get many other comments.

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[herotypical]

Well? Here's a new one. Your crepes are delicious.

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[crisisrain]

Oh I knew that already. Crepes are the way to a ladies heart~ Takes a lot of hard work ta master somethin' ya hate eating.

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[herotypical]

Really. You do all this just to impress the ladies?

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[crisisrain]

Now that I think about it, it's kinda worryin' how much effort I put into these things.

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[herotypical]

Especially if you're not even looking to catch one.

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[crisisrain]

Maybe I'm just bein' generous fer a change.

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[herotypical]

No. [She picks up her fork once again, waggling it in his direction.] I don't believe that. I've never gotten the bitter and selfish vibe off of you.

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[crisisrain]

I wouldn't say that. I cause a lot of trouble fer people with my selfish, childish nature.

[action] icon fail!

[herotypical]

[One more bite. Then, with a burst of courage, Buffy snaps into direct eye contact.]

How'd it happen, Raven? [Her cautious tone can really only mean one thing. How did you die?]

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[crisisrain]

Ack! [That took him by a big surprise.] How'd what happen!?

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[herotypical]

[It's not pure curiousity. There are subtle hints of concern and camaraderie, as well.]

My first time? I was drowned by an uberugly vamp calling himself the Master. I wasn't gone for long, thanks to the modern magic of CPR. [This death is the easiest for her to talk about.] But the whole thing was prophesied, so the freak-factor was way high.

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[crisisrain]

Ahh yer talkin' about death aren't you? And I doubt there's any such thing as prophecies in Luceti.

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[herotypical]

[She was trying to avoid the 'd' word. Out of courtesy. It may be the only thing she avoid out of courtesy.]

No, this was back home. Six years ago--uhm, seven if you count the one I've been stuck here for.

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[crisisrain]

You're askin' how I died then aren't you? How I died here or... are ya implyin' something else?

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[herotypical]

[Her eyes narrow.]

Murder? [There had been so much of it lately.]

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[crisisrain]

Ooooh ya think I was murdered?

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[herotypical]

I'm wondering if you were.