53rd Slay [Accidental Video | Action]

[whattingawhat]

[Buffy is in at home beating on the punching bag. Her skin is dripping sweat so it's obvious she's been at this a while. She's got ear buds in her ears and the tinny sound of pop music can be heard even from where the device is sitting on a stool a few feet away. She turns on the punching bag with a flying roundhouse kick that snaps the chain it's hanging from and sends it sailing across the room to knock the device off the table. She stands with her hands at the small of her back for a moment before walking over to retrieve the device, noticing it's recording when she does.]

So that's how I'm dealing with the ticking. How's everyone else doing?

Comments

[whattingawhat]

I guess that does kind of scream bomb or anthrax if you're a postman then you have to get the fire department out and the bomb squad and hey it was just a brownie that possibly posed the risk of sugar coma but likely no. Unless Dawn made it and then definitely risking a sugar coma but yummy enough to make it worth it.

[Uh oh and wincing because she's pretty sure she just scared him.] If it helps, I think I'm totally sane.

[captainfuckingmagic]

Yeah, so just like, wrap it up in some of that clear shit that never cooperates and it seems like you'd be cool. Dawn yourrrr... sister?

Hey, if you think you're sane, then it's good enough for me. I'm not a shrink.

[whattingawhat]

The stuff that always sticks to everything except what you want it to stick to? Yup. Little. Or younger. She objects to little at this age.

Best validation ever. Works for me.

[captainfuckingmagic]

Yeah, that crap. What age? I've got a sister too but mine's older.

[That's just going to be a smile there. This is an easy conversation, and people don't tend to have those with him that often.] My name's Harry. What's yours?

[whattingawhat]

She's eighteen and big on the 'I'm not a baby' thing right now but I think she's been big on that since she was fourteen.

[Buffy can talk to a wall and often holds conversations with (un)dead people so...]

Buffy. Nice to meet you, Harry.

[captainfuckingmagic]

Hey, I know some people still trying to make that point clear. Babies have it pretty good though. Aside from the inability to talk. Maybe it's just small kids. And old people. And some young people. Maybe it depends.

[whattingawhat]

Yeah but we're always gung ho to get out there and be independent and do everything on our own. No one tells us that on our own sucks.

[Pause] Okay so everyone tells us that. We just don't believe it.

[captainfuckingmagic]

Yeah it's probably more the second one than the former. Indestructible and all in youth. [He waves nine fingers at her.] Not so much later on, right?

[whattingawhat]

[She arches an eyebrow at the display.] Some of us more than others. You have nine fingers. What happened?

[captainfuckingmagic]

Sort of girlfriend accidentally slammed it in a door. And then a dog ate it when I was shooting this assassin.

[whattingawhat]

I guess that rules out re-attachment.

[captainfuckingmagic]

The best part is, it actually had been reattached, and then this guy like tore, ... well, it wasn't, and then the dog ate it, so I couldn't reattach the reattachment.

[whattingawhat]

You have really bad luck with that finger.

[captainfuckingmagic]

Not anymore! But yeah, it was a fun.. thing. Good excuse to put off marriage and shit though - no finger.

[whattingawhat]

[That makes Buffy laugh out loud.]

You must really have no wanted to get married.