A Private Lounge at a Mainland Club, Thursday Evening

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Kennedy was supposed to be home in New York tonight, helping with the last few days of moving preparations. In fact, that was what she'd been doing, but apparently all her well-meaning offers of assistance were really just wreaking havoc on Willow's carefully constructed System. So, she'd been persuaded (like that was hard) to go out and patrol,

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Well, Bobby wasn't a girl, but come on. Like that was gonna stop him.

He briefly considered putting on a wig or something, though. But in the end he vetoed that idea. So now he was just sliding in to the booth next to Kennedy. "Whatever happens, don't let me suggest any impromptu trips anywhere," he advised.

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"Oh god," Bobby laughed. "I would pay to see you and Marrow get in to it, not gonna lie."

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"Pay me, tchah," Kennedy retorted. "I'd do that for free... seriously, you have someone named Marrow?"

That was the most important thing here at the moment, apparently.

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"Yeah?" Bobby shrugged. He was from a world where people used code names more or less interchangeably with birth names, so he'd never really thought about it. Except now he was wondering if Marrow had another name, and huh. Maybe he should find out. "It's cause she can do this thing with- her bones are all spiky, and they grow super-fast, so she can like, pull them out. And stab people with them." As she'd threatened to do to him more than once.

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"..."

Kennedy was going to need a minute to process that one.

"Okay, that's actually kind of really-- I swear to god, I think I heard about one of my girls dealing with a demon like that."

YOUR WORLD == SPECIAL, BOBBY.

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"Mutant." And Bobby's expression turned, pardon the pun, frosty. "Not a demon, Kennedy." Because yeah, for all that he didn't get along with Marrow personally, she was still one of them. And part of the team besides.

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Oh, hey, there was that thing again, with the opening her mouth and pissing someone off. In case any of the Sunnydale veterans were wondering, Kennedy hadn't lost her touch when it came to that.

"Right," she blurted out, genuinely mortified. "I didn't mean--"

She sighed. "Sorry. It's not the same thing, I get that. But it's not like demon necessarily means evil in my world, either."

Just most of the time. Unless some moral grey area was necessary to the plot. Y'know.

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"It's cool," Bobby said. "I know you didn't mean it like that. It's just... kind of a hot button issue for me, you know?"

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"I know," Kennedy acknowledged. "I get a little mental whiplash trying to translate stuff from universe to universe, still."

She sighed. "Guess I think like a Slayer now, for real." Why was that not as cool of a realization as she'd thought it might be? "Which works fine if I stay in my world all the time, but with you guys, that's so not gonna happen. I refuse to let you get rid of me."

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"As if we'd even try," now it was Bobby's turn to lean over and offer her a punch in the arm. "We make too good of a team to let you go."

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"Bet your ass." Kennedy was still enough of a showoff that she had no problem using her Slayer reflexes to twist out of the way and try to make the punch into a fistbump instead. "Barring any schedule-clearing apocalypses, you know I'm so there whenever you need me."

She paused. "Or when I'm really bored and you miss my special brand of pain in the ass."

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Bobby just rolled his eyes at the show-off-y-ness. "It is a pretty unique brand of pain in the ass, I'll grant you that."

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If she got people to roll their eyes, she was doing it right, clearly.

"What can I say?" Kennedy grinned. "You know you love it."

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"Yeah. I kinda do."

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"And now we're going to be in totally different hemispheres of totally different worlds," Kennedy added with more than a little hint of whining. "How unfair is this?"

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"You know, they have these things called phones," Bobby teased. "I hear people use them to communicate over long distances."