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[hasasoul]

[You walk on to some … yard place. There's a faint ringing noise in the background. Angel and and his favorite blonde bitch (sorry Buffy) are there, sprawled out on lawn chairs, wearing bathing suits and sunglasses. That probably wouldn't be so weird if it weren't the middle of the night. At least the moon is nice and bright

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[slayerpreferred]

[Buffy immediately makes a face of revulsion, turning to leave and pretend this never happened when she .. runs into an umbrella. Smooth, Buffy. There goes her exit strategy.]

[hasasoul]

[OH SHIT he knows it's going to be Buffy all up in his life before he can even see her. Thanks vampire senses.]

Buffy, it's not what it looks like. ... Okay, it is what it looks like. But this isn't my fault.

[slayerpreferred]

[She wants to be mad. She really, really .. wants to. But as she clenches and unclenches her fists at her side she manages to... not punch Darla in the face this time, making her way closer to the pair.]

I know it's not. But could you maybe.... [Buffy sighs, defeated, gesturing to Darla as she never ceases her ice-cube-rubbing. Is it time for vomiting? She thinks she can handle that portion of the evening.]

[hasasoul]

I'm working on it ... [He tries to pry Darla off from on top of him. It's really hard work, okay. You don't even know.]

[slayerpreferred]

[She holds her hand out for Angel's, and even she doesn't know how she's staying this calm.]

Let's get out of here then, shall we?

[hasasoul]

[He takes her hand and they magically appear in ... SeaWorld. At night. There's a tank full of dolphins. Darla might be in there as a mermaid somewhere ...

Also there's still a ringing noise in the background.]

Do you hear that?

[slayerpreferred]

[She refrains from rolling her eyes, but this place is kind of pretty at night if - okay, a lot creepy.]

...What is that?

[hasasoul]

I don't know ... it sounds like a phone.

[slayerpreferred]

A phone. Why would there be a phone? [She tried to follow the sound, but it was hard to pin.] Well? Get your super ears over here.

[hasasoul]

I don't know. That's why -- never mind. [He goes closer to her, so they can hold each other and watch dolphins. ]

[slayerpreferred]

[Well, Buffy doesn't want to be held. She wants to find this fucking phone.]

--Did it stop? I don't hear it anymore.

[hasasoul]

... Huh. I think so.

[slayerpreferred]

Angel... Why did you bring us to SeaWorld? [She peers into the dolphin tank like it'll tell her why Angel's subconscious is so damaged.]

[hasasoul]

I didn't bring us to SeaWorld. I don't know how we ended up here.

[slayerpreferred]

I do. This is your dream. [She opens her mouth to say something else snarky, but she just doesn't have it in her. He looks pretty pathetic, and she's tired of all this. Going back to his side, she slides her arms around him and leans her head on his chest. Even now, it was the only place she felt safe.] It's not so bad here. It's kinda nice.

[hasasoul]

Well, I don't know why my subconscious chose this. But ... yeah. [He holds Buffy closer.] It is.