Wh-what? Spike...[she looks...horrified? Why did you just ask her that? As far as Buffy knows, the song pretty much just popped into her head. Divine inspiration--only, there was nothing divine about it.]
Certainly better than you ever could, as evidenced by what I have just witnessed. I think my ears are still bleeding; can you check? [ it is a lie. also, what maturity?
she sighs. ] A spell. And here I thought you're just doing it for kicks.
[At the sound of a voice, she turns--quickly. It isn't until she sees him and her echoic memory correctly identifies his voice as his that her defenses drop. Her shoulders fall. Her body relaxes. Mostly. After all, it was thinking about him and the major complication that his presence presents that had her so sing-happy a moment ago.]
A song. God, what did it sound like? [She doesn't want to be harsh, but the prickly voice just kinda...happens. Coping mechanisms.]
Yeah, you're right. That's usually my gig. [ slight baring of teeth-- a smile only by the most loose standards-- twists her lips. because we're all friends here! except for where they're not friends, and faith was never one to rise above anyone else's set tone. ]
So, what. You just feel the urge to get all MTV today?
[ ...faith, it's called 'tempting fate'. also, 'being a dick'. just wait, you'll get yours. ]
You make it sound like I've even got a say in the whole...spontaneous singing problem.
[Rather telling. Buffy doesn't even bother defending her singing. It's not the point. The point is that there's something wrong. Still, though--she loops her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows.] It's clearly a...a thing.
Not these kinds of songs. Hate to burst your little cynical bubble of ooh lies are everywhere--but, believe me? Whatever this is, it's so much more worse than a few lying crooners.
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I think you've got me confused with Willow.
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[But if she doesn't know the band, then why was she singing it?]
...should I be worried about bursting into song too? Is it another bloody musical?
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[Then, losing a bit of edge since she's been on this ferris wheel before.] It's a spell...thing. I've seen it before.
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she sighs. ] A spell. And here I thought you're just doing it for kicks.
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[Is that a threatening gleam in her eye? A quiet rekindling of high school animosity?]
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[She seems to be singing mostly to herself, straightening decor items in a resort hallway as she goes.]
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A song. God, what did it sound like? [She doesn't want to be harsh, but the prickly voice just kinda...happens. Coping mechanisms.]
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Pretty sure you're jacking my theme there, B.
[ ...why waste an opportunity to get all issue-y with buffy. ]
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[Extra cold, because she was caught out singing.]
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So, what. You just feel the urge to get all MTV today?
[ ...faith, it's called 'tempting fate'. also, 'being a dick'. just wait, you'll get yours. ]
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[Rather telling. Buffy doesn't even bother defending her singing. It's not the point. The point is that there's something wrong. Still, though--she loops her arms over her chest and raises her eyebrows.] It's clearly a...a thing.
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Not these kinds of songs. Hate to burst your little cynical bubble of ooh lies are everywhere--but, believe me? Whatever this is, it's so much more worse than a few lying crooners.
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Lies? Regret? Not forgetting? Believe me, I get it.
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O-oh. Wow. That's--wow. A baby.
[Then, the inevitable squinting. How young is this girl?]
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