Lobby, Sunday Night
"Are you okay?"
Connor opened the eye that he could open and saw a pretty red head looking down at him. "Am I dead?" he asked.
"No."
"Then I'm not okay."
"In my experience, if you can banter, you'll live." Willow said, helping him to sit up. "Sweetie, never try to break up a catfight. Especially not between Slayers. Not unless you use magic. You have memories of going to high school, didn't you learn that?"
A bandage covered much of Connor's right cheek, and that eye was still swollen shut. Live and learn.
*Thud*
"Stupid lack of depth perception."
[Open post, stuff in italics is exposition.]
Connor opened the eye that he could open and saw a pretty red head looking down at him. "Am I dead?" he asked.
"No."
"Then I'm not okay."
"In my experience, if you can banter, you'll live." Willow said, helping him to sit up. "Sweetie, never try to break up a catfight. Especially not between Slayers. Not unless you use magic. You have memories of going to high school, didn't you learn that?"
A bandage covered much of Connor's right cheek, and that eye was still swollen shut. Live and learn.
*Thud*
"Stupid lack of depth perception."
[Open post, stuff in italics is exposition.]