016: Beating to a Funeral Song [Accidental Visual / Location: Hyperion Hotel]

[hamsterbait]

She could feel her heart beating.

The blood pulsed through her veins to a rhythm that, once upon a time, Drusilla would have danced along to. But she wasn't dancing today. Because it was her heart. A heart that had been silenced for centuries.

Her eyes snapped open.

No. Not her eyes. She'd fallen asleep as a vampire, safe in the forest and with

Comments

[ visual ] - timed after Willow's own awakening

[couldbeawillow]

Willow sat down to look at the tablet once she'd calmed down enough not to freak out over the fact that she was in Andrew's body.

"Cordelia?" Oh right, she might think this was Andrew, so she clarifies. "It's Willow."

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"Willow?"

The Red Witch. If Drusilla hadn't been pretending to be Cordelia, she would have laughed at that. Laughed to see that the witch's spells and tricks hadn't been enough to protect her from the games the hamsters liked to play.

"What happened?"

She was good at the Vision Girl's shrill little shriek, but it still grated on her poor ears.

[Visual]

[couldbeawillow]

Completely oblivious, Willow just glanced around. "I-I don't know. I woke up in Andrew's body. Do you know if everyone's affected or just a few of us?"

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"I don't know." That, at least, was true. "The Powers That Be don't exactly keep me up to date anymore."

She frowned. It hadn't crossed her mind before - she'd been distracted by her heart beat and strange warmth of her new living skin - but she didn't know what had happened to her own body. She'd want it back when she was finished with this one.

"Wait, if you're in Andrew's body, does that mean Andrew's in yours?"

That wouldn't do. The Vision Girl wouldn't look after her properly. The Vision Girl wouldn't look after Miss Edith!

[Visual]

[couldbeawillow]

"I don't know. I-I kind of hope so? If not, I don't know who is a-and I'd rather it be someone I know."

She kind of gives Cordelia a look over. "Are you feeling okay? No magicky hamsters messing around with you?"

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"Not this time," she lied, smooth and fluid and without the crackle of coal on her tongue. "I've had enough glitches to last a lifetime."

Not that Cordelia would have much of a lifetime. Drusilla knew better.

[Visual]

[couldbeawillow]

"Yeah. Y-you were glitched when I first got here, weren't you?" Fun way to greet someone, that's for sure.

"At least you can sit this one out?"

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"I've woken up to find my friends in the wrong bodies," she pointed out. Where was the Angel Beast? She was wasting too much time, talking to the Red Witch when she should have been playing with him. "Believe me, I won't be sitting anything out."

[Visual]

[couldbeawillow]

"Oh, right, of course not. Uh, I guess it's time to start figuring out a way to make this stop, huh?"

Hopefully it would end soon of its own accord.

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"Well, if you could come up with an idea about where to start, that would be great."

Inside, she laughed musically at the wonderful joke she was playing on everyone. She should have been an actress. There was something terribly appealing about the idea of seeing her name in lights and the prospect of receiving flowers from adoring fans.

[Visual]

[couldbeawillow]

Laughing? Weird. Willow shrugs it off.

"Working on it. I'll let you know when we come up with something."

[Visual]

[hamsterbait]

"Thanks," she said, because, like Drusilla, Cordelia was polite when it suited her. "I'll let you know if we find something first."

The Slayer's friends versus the Angel Beast's little family. That would be exciting.