Catching up.

[parting_gifts]

So after Angel and I had -gasp- magically found each other, we were back at my apartment. Things changed after I left, to put it gently. And here we were, catching up on the old times. Of course, I didn't have much to put in on my side of the story, because it's not like it would be worth listening to anyways

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[parting_gifts]

"Well the phone call that I told you I had to get and the fact that my .. not real self had to leave." I said, with a bit of a sigh put in there. Like it was really my fault it wasn't me but my astral self projected by the PTB's? No. Not my fault in the least.

But at least I sorta got Angel to do some good with that. Right?

I looked around the room, following his gaze. "I don't know. Maybe some sort of special code we have to talk in?" I asked, raising a brow as my gaze finally met his face again.

"You speak demon languages don't you?" I asked, standing up and adjusting my chair before I sat back down again. "Maybe if you say something in some odd language, the bartender would recognize it and bring us his secret stash." I said, shrugging.

Because in Hell, the secret stash was always good. Not like I could die again anyway.

"And by the way, big guy, not to keep rehashing an old subject, but uhm everything that happened my last day? I meant it." I said sincerely.

Oh, was really wishing I could die again of embarassment after that last comment. Maybe I only thought it. Maybe I wasn't even speaking out loud.

Judging from the look on his face .. I definately did say that out loud. Great.

[mr_angel]

Not her real self? Well, it might've not been *really* her as in her not really waking up, but to me she was real as real can get. Real enough for her visions to get passed on to me. Real enough to leave me thinking I could've done something.. something better to have kept her alive. Screw the Powers and their screwed up plans. She deserved so much more than one last chance that they gave her. She deserved to much more than to be in this place.

"Demon languages?" I shrugged. I guess it was worth a try. Looking back to the bartender I tried to think up something in a language I knew. Kind of hard to think up 'hey, can we have something to get extremely drunk?' in some random demon language. Besides, I wasn't the language expert.

Then before I could think something up she spoke again. What she said I wasn't expecting. I looked at her blankly for a moment, unsure of what I to say. Glancing down briefly then back at her, I smiled just slightly. "So did I?" It wasn't much, but it was the truth. After a beat, I blinked my eyes away and looked at the bartender again with a sigh. Here goes nothing.

"Uh.. Baybay porro akei nah paprikay, komgrat?" Okay, so maybe I was a little rusty in the Vinji clan dialect. The last time I tried it out I think I angered some clients. Hopefully this time I got it right.

The bartender gave me a incredulous look but then picked up a bottle of..something. Placing two glasses in front of us along with the bottle that looked a bit on the older side, he gave me another scowl then walked back off to what he'd been doing before. Okay, maybe I didn't get it quite right. At least we got something out of it. Could've been arsenic I guess, but what was it going to do? Kill us?

Picking up the bottle, I poured it into the two glasses and slid one over to Cordy. "Drink up." I picked up the glass and took a drink, cringing at the taste. "Well, if the taste is anything to go by, we'll be feeling *something* by the time we finish this glass."

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Oh, if we were really lucky, we'd be hanging over the bar spilling our deepest darkest secrets to each other. Glacning at the odd coppery color I picked up my glass before shaking it a little. "What's the worst it could do. Kill us?" I asked him, a smile on my face as I took a sip.

"Cheers." I said, coughing. Oh dear god, that tasted like crap. "Maybe we'll be buzzed just from the horribly AWFUL taste that this has." I said, as I placed the glass back on the bar.

"What'd you ask him for? Acid?" I asked, grinning as I took another sip of the crap. Oh it tasted like garbage. "Did you really mean it?" I asked him, just registering what he said about the whole 'so did I' comment about our last day.

Inhibitions? What was that? I rolled my eyes and took another drink. Here's to finding out the truth, I guess.

[mr_angel]

Taking another drink from the glass, I made a face and shook my head a bit. Damn, what was this stuff anyway? Trying to shake the horrible look from the taste from my face I looked at Cordy. "Acid? Well, I can't say I'm really all that sure what I asked him for. But hey," I said raising the glass. "Here's to getting royally drunk." With another sip and another face, I sat the glass back down on the table. I had a feeling there was no getting used to the taste of this stuff even if we were very drunk.

Looking up from the counter, I sighed a bit and nodded. "Yes, and nothing about what I said that day has changed."

It might've been this.. whatever I was drinking right now, but I was starting to feel like I could talk to her. Okay, so I've been talking to her, but I felt like I could really talk to her. If that made any sense whatsoever.

"I think this stuff might be starting to do the trick," I said while filling up my glass again. It was terrible, but this was hell. Why shouldn't it be terrible?

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"Well, if we're getting drunk, why stop at that? Why not get totally trashed and wasted? It's not like we have to worry about, oh drunk drivers, and the like. It is hell."

I was so feeling ready to go out on a limb here. I wanted to know what he felt now. Not that day. I took another sip, wrinkling my nose as it went down. Needed that damn one for courage.

"So, stop me if I'm wrong here, but seeing as we have all of eternity to figure this one out .. do you still feel that way now?" I asked, raising my brows.

I wanted to know. I needed to know. Why? I don't know. Closure? I wanted to make sure I wasn't the only one who felt that way.

"By the way? Don't feel obligated to give me the right answer. I have all of eternity to ignore you." I said, a big grin on my face.

[mr_angel]

Shrugging at her comment, I took another long drink from the glass in agreement. Why the hell not? Setting the glass back down on the table, I shook my head and shut my eye tight as the taste of.. whatever this stuff was passed. Opening my eyes again, I grinned. "I think it's a..a plan."

Well, this stuff was already starting to do the trick. Right? Right. I started to pour myself another drink as well fill her glass up again but found my hand was a little less stready this time than it had been just a bit ago. Well, that's.. interesting.

Looking at her again, I froze in surprise. I guess we'd skipped the twenty questions and just had gone on to the personal and tough ones. It could be this stuff I was drinking, but the question didn't seem as hard as it might've seemed earlier.

"All of eternity, huh?" I half asked with a smile on my face. Sighing, I titled my head and looked at her. "I didn't make that clear enough with the 'nothing about that day has changed' bit? I guess if you need confir-confirmation then this to be it," I said placing a hand over her's. "Cause I do."

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I watched his hand all shaky like as he poured more in my glass. He was really shaky. And I was feeling really .. buzzy. Like that pleasant spinning feeling that develops in the back of your head. This was interesting.

Lifting my glass as I was going to take a drink, I stopped as his hand enveloped mine. Looking back up at him, I gave him a loopy grin.

"Well yeah I need confirmation, bubba. You're not exactly Mr. uh Joe Spill Your Guts, right?" I asked, as I leaned in towards him. "It's a good thing that you do. A uhm very very good thing."

Okay, since when was I Ms. Stumble Over My Words. And since when did I name myself? This stuff was doing the trick. Or the job. Or something.

"And I hear eternity is a very very long time." I said, nodding with a dead serious look on my face. Haha. Dead serious. Oh god help me.

[mr_angel]

Raising a brow at her, I couldn't help but grin like an idiot. Moving my hand away, I picked up the glass and took another drink. Hey, this stuff was actually starting to taste-..well, not good but it wasn't so terrible was it? Half shrugging and looking into the glass, I took another drink.

"A good thing? Why's that a good thing? I mean, why is it a very very good thing? I mean. You've haven't given me a con-.. confir-..mation either." Or had she? She said that she'd meant the words from that last day, but so had I. Right? Right. And since when couldn't I say the word con..firmation?

Her look went serious, yet the way she said the words wasn't very serious. She'd slurred a little and with the way I was feeling right about now I couldn't shake the goofy grin from my face. "Is it really that long?"

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I picked up my glass and continued to take another drink before staring back down into it. It tasted like crap still, but uhm, I think my tongue was numb. Or maybe it wasn't there anymore. Not sure.

"Whysit a good thing?" I asked, slurring my words just as bad as Angel couldn't say confirmation. "Do I reeeeally need to spell it out for you, bubbah?" I asked him, raising my brows. "You definately DEFINATELY had my confirmation the day I almost walked outta that door. Remember that little kissy typa moment we shared?"

I placed the glass back on the counter and looked up at that goofy grin on his face. I returned it with one of my own.

"I definately gave you confirmation! And I think it really really really is." I said, with a half serious nod.

So this stuff was really really good. It even got Angel to give me one of his half assed serious goofy grins.

[mr_angel]

"Well," I started out as if I was about to say something incredibly profound. Which I most definately could. I said important things from every now and then. A lot. I said important things a lot. "Nooo, you don't have to *spell* it out."

Tilting my head, I thought of that last day. That kissy typa moment we shared? Yes, I remember. "Yes, I remember that. Not one of those things I easily ferget you know."

Okay, so she gave me confir-.. a signal then. "Well, how about now?" I said leaning down on the counter and forward. "Cause ya know. I probably should've asked you earlier cause I don't get drunk with just anybody." Was I drunk? I could've been. Maybe. All that I know is that I feel mighty good right this minute.

"You used to be the one to tell me I was dense and couldn't read.. um, the signals. Couldn't read the signals."

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The kissy type thing he said it wasn't something he easily forgetted. I took another sip of my drink and put the cup down, a little harder then I meant too.

"You know mister. If it was that damn bad you cudda just told me!" I said, outraged, my hands flying in the air with me. Then, I guess I kinda realized that he meant it in a good way.

"Oh. Uh. I mean." I said with a grin as I blushed. I don't blush. I never blush. Blushing is not in my way of acting.

"I didnknow you could get of the drunk variety." Shrugging off his look, I heard him mention that I used to call him dense. He was. Cause if he couldn't figure out the signals that I was already sending him .. god.

"Fine. I'll send you a bigger signal type thing then." Nodding, I leaned over and wrapped an arm around his neck. I glanced up into his eyes with a grin before placing a kiss on his lips.

"Didja figure that one out, bubba?"

[mr_angel]

She raised her voice, hands flying everywhere. I pulled my drink close to my chest and just watched her. Was she alright? Thankfully, whatever I'd said to get her acting like that sunk in as though it wasn't as bad as it might've sounded at first. Good. That's the way it was supposed to be. I think.

"Well, it might nod be easy and might take a lot lot of drinkss to doit, but yes. We can."

Finishing off my drink, I sat the glass on the table and went to pour another drink, but stopped when she moved towards me. Huh? What was she-..uhh, that grin looked a little bit more than..

Her arms were around my neck and then she kissed me. Surprised, but then again not, I looked at her when she pulled back. "Oh. Well, yes. That one I think I did." Leaning forward I put a hand behind her head and pulled her in, kissing her soundly. Now we were both giving off pretty strong signals.

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I was waiting for him to like push me away or something and hey, if he did, I was feeling no pain at all. I probably cudda fallen off my chair and not realized it.

Cause he kissed me back. Yeeah he did. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me back to him. I was glowing. Okay not really cause if I was the whole bar would be all peaceful cause I still have that uncanny ability to glow and defend myself and make it all peaceful.

I pulled back after a few moments, not wanting too, but hey even if I was dead I still kinda needed to breathe. I looked back up into his eyes and held his gaze for a few moments.

"Yeah. I think there's really some pretty good signals going on here. With the confirmandations or whatever it was and all." I said, a serious nod.