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[visionsinprada]

Hello? Anyone home?

[Cordelia Chase's voice echoes through the empty shop. There is no storekeeper to greet her, no patrons in sight. Despite knowing better, Cordelia can't help herself. She lets the door swing shut behind hide her, small brass bell ringing with finality as it shuts. Like that, she finds herself on the Astral Plane.Okaaaaaay, this

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[borntostand]

[for a moment, Kate can only stare; it's been years since she's seen Cordelia, and from what she's gathered in her own Los Angeles, she won't see her any time soon, either]

Count yourself lucky, I'm pretty sure the monsters are gone.

[she's smiling, through, warm amusement a sharp contrast to the long, battered coat and the military backpack strapped to it, the pistol strapped to her leg, the swords crossed at her back]

And I have aspirin in here somewhere.

[visionsinprada]

Kate? Crazy cop lady turned rogue?

[Cordelia couldn't help herself! After everything they'd seen and Kate's disappearance from the force, she was surprised to see Kate still alive. Granted it was on some strange plane, but still.]

Look you all badass with that get-up! And yes, ohmygod I would love some aspirin.

[borntostand]

[that gets a low laugh] Pretty much, yeah.

[shrugs off the back pack, unzipping one of the smaller compartments] I have stronger stuff, but I try to save it for emergency.

[with a swift flick of her hand, barely visible, she tosses Cordelia a small bottle]

[visionsinprada]

[Cordelia makes note of that, fully intending on asking for the strong stuff if a skull-cracking vision came along. For now though, aspirin does the trick.]

This place has pretty much sucked since I got here. Please tell me it gets better, because if not, I will lose my mind being trapped here.

[borntostand]

[Kate falls easily into reassuring mode] It's not that bad, really. Usually you can go back and forth just by concentrating on where you want to be - I don't think we'll be trapped for much longer. And it's not just blinking constellations; people can bring stuff from home. [wry smile] There's a nice bar.

[visionsinprada]

Someone else said something about not being able to go home unless I voted, but I'm not about to get someone else in trouble when I don't even know anyone besides, like, you here.

[This whole thing exasperates Cordelia beyond belief.]

Well at least they probably won't ID at said bar. [A small laugh. Despite all she's seen Cordy is still only nineteen.] Ugh, I think I need a stiff drink. Or maybe one of those nasty beers Doyle used to drink.

[borntostand]

[thoughtful frown] I don't know if you'd be held to that anyway, since you just got here. [a slight smile, a slight shrug] I voted for myself.

[and then she grins] And I'm not a cop, so it's not my business what you drink. [then the smile falters and fails] ...I'm sorry about that, by the way. Angel told me - not the details, but...

[visionsinprada]

[Cordelia hadn't considered voting for herself as an option, if only because she was afraid of the unknown consequences of a new place.]

Well, even when you were a cop, I think we gave you headaches of a far more serious nature than underage drinking.

[Looking a little sad when Kate points out the obvious, Cordy nods.]

Yeah, sometimes there is just some much evil crap in this world that we lose a good one. Getting tired of feeling like the bad guys always end up with the upper hand, you know?

[borntostand]

[snort] Like you wouldn't believe. Bit easier to sympathise with you now, though.

[sad, sympathetic smile] I know. I lost a few partners - a few friends - and it never gets easier. [shakes her head] Working on your own has its upsides.

[visionsinprada]

Yeah, it's hard not to think people are just wackos until you meet your first vampire or demon.

[Remembering her early days at Sunnydale, she'd been in denial for so long about the supernatural. Who knew, now, that she and Kate would have so much in common when they looked back.]

Sometimes, I almost want that. But I can't stand all that boring reading Wes does and, honestly, Angel is a lot more suited to the heavy lifting and getting covered in guts than me.