The Streets of Fandom Town, Friday Evening into Night

[drjcovington]

It had been a quiet day once the impromptu party at Aziraphale and Wilson's apartment was over, and after several hours of setting things in order at home she was restless again

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[psycho_barbie]

Carrying her bags Callisto made her way towards the causeway, she was not dawdling. Really.

[drjcovington]

Distracted by the lights of the school building in the distance, Janice nearly bumped into the not-dawdling girl with her bags.

"Hey -- watch where you're going, will you?" she snarled, perfectly aware that she was the one who hadn't been watching. She extracted a cigar from her pocket, bit the end off, and lit it deliberately as she scrutinized Callisto.

The style of the leather armor she wore was unmistakable, and Janice took a step back. "Where did you get that?"

[psycho_barbie]

"Thrace, not that it's any of your business." Callisto tilted her head at the irritating blonde, she seemed vaguely familiar.

[drjcovington]

Leather armor, distinctly athletic looking blonde . . . no, it couldn't be. Not even here.

"Thrace," Janice echoed disbelievingly. "What the hell are you doing with armor from Thrace? You must've gotten robbed on the transaction; they haven't made stuff like that since Xena's time."

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto rolled her eyes. "Because I'm Thracian?"

[drjcovington]

"Wait a second," Janice said, gesturing a little too closely to Callisto's face with the cigar. "You're from Xena's time, aren't you? They told me these things happened around here, but I didn't really think this was possible!"

[psycho_barbie]

"Yes I'm from that monster's time," Callisto snapped, snatching at the cigar. "Would you like a gold star for figuring that out?"

[drjcovington]

"Monster?" Janice tried to yank the cigar out of the way and ended up sending it flying into the gutter. "Xena was the greatest warrior who ever lived!"

[psycho_barbie]

"Tell that to the thousands of farmers and villagers she slaughtered like animals," Callisto snarled.

[drjcovington]

"That was before her redemption!" Janice retorted, fists clenching. "The only person left who would hold that much of a grudge against her is her dark nemesis --"

Her eyes went wide, suddenly, and she slapped a hand against her forehead, knocking her hat to the ground.

"No."

[psycho_barbie]

"Melodramatic much?"

[drjcovington]

"I do chew the scenery up in that episode, don't I?"

". . . Callisto?" It was a wild guess, sure. But she wouldn't be surprised, in this town.

[psycho_barbie]

"Just a little."

"That would be my name, yes."

[drjcovington]

"I put Karl Urban's Caesar to shame."

"Can't be." Janice shook her head. "You were -- no. They let you walk free in this town?"

[psycho_barbie]

Callisto crossed her arms. "Well, since Tex hasn't instituted martial law yet, it is my right."

[drjcovington]

She'd always thought Callisto would be . . . less stable, somehow. Maybe that was one of the things Gabrielle had exaggerated? "If you say so," Janice said cautiously. She'd only now noticed the bags. "Going somewhere?"