The tablet flickers on to reveal an uncharacteristically and somewhat excessively happy-looking Buffy, who apparently has something to say. Whilst beaming.
"Hi Taxon! I'm Bond. James Bond." Pause, before she bursts into a minor giggling fit. "Kidding! Really I'm Buffy. Summers, specifically-- and I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm
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So you mean to say that there's two of you running around? Oh, fantastic news. I'm so excited. [yeah, but he doesn't sound that way.]
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Yup, that's right. Two of little old me. Isn't it wonderful? I think you'll like other-me. She's a vampire, like you! You could have vampiric fun together-- y'know, compare fangs, discuss the pros and cons of different blood types...
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[And now he sounds amused.] ... Is that what you think vampires discuss when they're alone?
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[yeah, don't look for the logic there. THERE IS NONE.]
Honestly, I never really thought about it-- I always just assumed there's a lot of cackling and... diabolical planning and discussion of whose coffin is bigger. Maybe not in that order.
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Perhaps your vampires do that, but I'm not a villain from a silent black-and-white film. I do not tie young women to railroad tracks and I certainly have no mustache to curl evilly. Nor will I ever.
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That's good to hear. Although I think you could pull off a good ol' fashioned handlebar. Just throwing that out there.
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Missing out on a good look though...
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So, am I allowed to ask why you're so happy? I don't think I've ever seen you quite so... enthusiastic.
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