24th Slay [Video] But I'm a Supergirl and Supergirls don't cry

[whattingawhat]

[The video clicks on to Buffy lying on the couch with a blanket pulled up to her chin. She's got her arms wrapped a stuffed pig that's not Mr. Gordo but a close enough replica. Her eyes and nose are red. She looks absolutely miserable. On the coffee table in front of her, there is an assortment of kleenex, cough drops, cough medicine, aspirin,

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[a_bad_guy]

[A few hours later, toward nightfall, Eliot comes into her room. Her roommates let him into the warehouse. And he's come to check on her. He sits down on the side of the bed.]

Hey... feelin' any better?

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[whattingawhat]

[Buffy gives a sulky shrug and scoots her feet up, knees to her chest so that he'll have room to sit.]

No. Being sick sucks.

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[a_bad_guy]

[He reaches up to brush her hair back secretly using it as an excuse to check her temperature.]

Yeah, it does. What've you done about it?

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[whattingawhat]

[She's definitely running a fever but nothing astronomical. She tilts her head slightly, leaning into the touch]

Summer brought me a bunch of chicken and stars soup I ate. Dawnie made me OJ and grapefruit juice. I took some aspirin too.

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[a_bad_guy]

Think all that's left then is some rest, yeah?

[He leans in and kisses her brow.]

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[whattingawhat]

Yeah...I'm not usually take it lying down girl.

[There is pouting. Even if there's also kissing. She really hates being sick]

So thief things. What sort of stuff do you steal? Besides priceless old guns.

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[a_bad_guy]

[He smirks.]

You really wanna talk about that while you're sick?

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[whattingawhat]

Consider it your good deed for the day and distract me.

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[a_bad_guy]

[He pauses, considering for a moment.]

You still gonna like me at the end of today?

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[whattingawhat]

Possibly more since I'll actually know something about you.

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[a_bad_guy]

Well I'm... the best damn retrieval expert you'll ever run across.

[Said a bit cocky but Eliot was proud of what he could do. He settled back against the headboard careful to keep his boots off the bed.]

But really I'm just a thief for hire, wanted all over the world. But I steal priceless artifacts for the right price in my free time. And when I don't have free time, I'm workin' with a band of thieves, all specializing in something. I'm obviously the muscle, studied every hand to hand combat style there is. We kind of uhm... rob from the rich and give to the poor. A redemption kind of thing if we weren't all still doin' our own little side jobs. But kind of... redemption. Weighs the good with the bad, for us, I guess.

[And he finally looks sideways to her.]

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[whattingawhat]

[Buffy listening. She might not want Eliot to steal her things--not that she had anything worth stealing except the scythe--but she's not entirely sure that he's not doing some sort of good thing with the whole rich and poor deal.]

I used to have a crush on Costner's Robin Hood.

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[a_bad_guy]

[He smirks.]

I'm a helluva lot better than him. And I don't wear tights.

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[whattingawhat]

Alright but hands off my scythe. I know where you live. [She's teasing, mostly evidenced by snuggling up to him more than tone of voice, which is still sort of pouty. Model patient? Not so much]

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[a_bad_guy]

I wouldn't steal anything from you.

[He smooths a hand down over her hair and kisses the top of her head.]

I haven't even stolen anything here yet... nothin' big anyway.

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[whattingawhat]

Well be careful. I don't want my boyfriend in jail.