Yeah, you're right. That's usually my gig. [ slight baring of teeth-- a smile only by the most loose standards-- twists her lips. because we're all friends here! except for where they're not friends, and faith was never one to rise above anyone else's set tone. ]
So, what. You just feel the urge to get all MTV today?
[ ...faith, it's called 'tempting fate'. also, 'being a dick'. just wait, you'll get yours. ]
You make it sound like I've even got a say in the whole...spontaneous singing problem.
[Rather telling. Buffy doesn't even bother defending her singing. It's not the point. The point is that there's something wrong. Still, though--she loops her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows.] It's clearly a...a thing.
[ because faith doesn't find it much of a stretch buffy just decides to burst into song sometimes. people with money are fucked up. (hello, class issues, sit down and stay a while.)
...however, matching eyebrow raises are now a go. ]
We talking demon? [ ...faith you could stand to sound more worried, and less enthusiastic. ]
Last time, it was a demon. [Pause.] A demon in a zoot suit.
[Normally, Buffy might even share her enthusiasm. But that horror-filled musical montage is still kinda fresh in her memory and so she plays the girl very loudly crying wolf! scary tap-dancing wolf in way too much musical-themed glitter clothing!]
[ faith is not getting buffy's worry, and bounces on her toes a little. ]
Been looking for a chance to kick some ass. About time vacation got a little action going, the whole beach gig was getting old. Hey, you think--
[ and an abrupt stop there as background music starts up. welcome to your own solo, faith. ]
Me, well I'm well-- well, I mean I'm in hell. Well, I still have my health, at least that's what they tell me. If wellness is this, what in hell's name is sickness? But business is business and business runs in the family
We tend to bruise easily, bad in the blood. I'm telling you 'cause I just want you to know me--
[ end music, and cue faith looking all the kinds of 'what the fuck' ever. ]
[Her chin goes slack. Sure, she sang some. And it was kinda embarrassing. But she has yet to relive anything as monumentally horrible as the I think I was in heaven moment from her last run in with this kind of curse.
But that? Oh, Faith. She could almost almost feel sympathy. If she tried.]
You know, I'm pretty sure there's actually a doctor around here somewhere. You should really get that whole bad blood thing checked out.
Pretty sure you're jacking my theme there, B.
[ ...why waste an opportunity to get all issue-y with buffy. ]
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[Extra cold, because she was caught out singing.]
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So, what. You just feel the urge to get all MTV today?
[ ...faith, it's called 'tempting fate'. also, 'being a dick'. just wait, you'll get yours. ]
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[Rather telling. Buffy doesn't even bother defending her singing. It's not the point. The point is that there's something wrong. Still, though--she loops her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows.] It's clearly a...a thing.
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[ because faith doesn't find it much of a stretch buffy just decides to burst into song sometimes. people with money are fucked up. (hello, class issues, sit down and stay a while.)
...however, matching eyebrow raises are now a go. ]
We talking demon? [ ...faith you could stand to sound more worried, and less enthusiastic. ]
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[Normally, Buffy might even share her enthusiasm. But that horror-filled musical montage is still kinda fresh in her memory and so she plays the girl very loudly crying wolf! scary tap-dancing wolf in way too much musical-themed glitter clothing!]
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[ faith is not getting buffy's worry, and bounces on her toes a little. ]
Been looking for a chance to kick some ass. About time vacation got a little action going, the whole beach gig was getting old. Hey, you think--
[ and an abrupt stop there as background music starts up. welcome to your own solo, faith. ]
Me, well I'm well-- well, I mean I'm in hell.
Well, I still have my health,
at least that's what they tell me.
If wellness is this, what in hell's name is sickness?
But business is business and business runs in the family
We tend to bruise easily, bad in the blood.
I'm telling you 'cause I just want you to know me--
[ end music, and cue faith looking all the kinds of 'what the fuck' ever. ]
What the fuck.
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But that? Oh, Faith. She could almost almost feel sympathy. If she tried.]
You know, I'm pretty sure there's actually a doctor around here somewhere. You should really get that whole bad blood thing checked out.
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