willak: (they'll tell me that you're mine)
Raylene Carter ([personal profile] willak) wrote2012-11-08 11:05 pm

1st Bite [Action/Video]

(ooc: after this mess)

[A girl with a familiar face to a local artist is sitting in Good Spirits with a nice, typically expensive bottle of whiskey. She hates whiskey. Hates alcohol on a good day.

But this is a very, very bad day. Raylene Carter is a wonderful mess right now too: hair in tangles like her sister's and leaves and dirt stuck in it. Mud caking her feet and splashing up her legs, A dirty white newcomers dress and a pair of dark brown wings that won't stop twitching.

Something happened, something that could encourage her to go right for the alcohol and get righteously pissed. Some first day.]


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[The book isn't so hard to figure out even in her inebriated state. She squints at the screen a moment before mumbling with a thick drawl:]

Someplace 'round here that sells clothes?
herotypical: [ happy ] (✝ we have found our solace here)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2012-11-09 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ despite buffy's life being one unending ravel of suckage, she conjures up a thin smile for the familiar face she assumes -- at a distance -- to be her very dear friend. possibly even approaching best friend territory, with willow absent once again.

but buffy finds that's a scary thought and so she maintains distance. calling across the bar: ]
Can I get you anything, hun?

[ she doesn't get close enough to notice any differences. ]
herotypical: [ neutral ; angry ] (✝ you lead me through babylon)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2012-11-09 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
....Oh my God, do you have a cold or something?

[ the coughing -- sure, that could be explained by the drink. but the voice? the barmaid frowns from across the distance. ] You should get home. Wrap up.
herotypical: [ sad ; angry ; wtf ] (✝ we're just good friends)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2012-11-09 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ in one fluid, strong action, buffy vaults over her bar and approaches the occupied table. ]

Jilly, I--

[ wait. she squints. ] I thought...uhm, you look...

Oh, crap. Is there a Shift happening? [ or had she been kidnapped? because of the new feather dress and the wings aren't right and... ]

Unless you're not you. And you are, in fact, someone else...

[ and now that the blonde is closer, she can see the differences. but they only serve to make the similarities more pronounced. ]
herotypical: [ sad ; neutral ] (✝ we're splitting atoms)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2012-11-09 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Hate the stuff.

[ her tone is distracted. barely present. she's too busy examining the young woman. ] Alright. I'll bite. Who are you supposed to be?

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[personal profile] thedicearecast 2012-11-09 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Amelia’s pretty used to seeing Jilly looking like a mess, although it’s usually because she’s half-covered in paint.  But she’d been by the woman’s house earlier, seen and been subjected to the leaves, so the dirt isn’t much of a shock.
 
What is?  That bottle of whiskey.  With very rare exception Jilly doesn’t drink, and Amelia’s seen her attempt at downing hard stuff before.  Not pretty.  Something is clearly wrong, so without preamble Amelia drops down into a chair across from who she thinks is Jilly Coppercorn.]

 
What’s going on?
thedicearecast: (oh shi--)

[personal profile] thedicearecast 2012-11-09 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[The flinch that may or may not have happened just falls in line with the idea that this isn't right. What cements it though? That accent. It doesn't sound a thing like Jilly, despite the owner practically having her face.]

What the--Jilly? [Amelia leaned forward, getting a better look. She lets out a sigh once it clicks, leaning back in the chair.]

Sorry. You look like a friend of mine.
thedicearecast: (relaxed and casual)

[personal profile] thedicearecast 2012-11-11 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently. [Amelia has to fight not to stare, honestly. She wants to pick out all the ways they're both different and the same. But it's rude, and this woman already looks like she's been through a mess.

And speaking of...]


You new around here? [Now that she looks again, Amelia thinks that might be a new feather dress. Hard to tell with how dirty it is though.]
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[personal profile] thedicearecast 2012-11-12 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Raylene will too, once she’s been there long enough.  Even without the dress, people asking about the journals is a pretty big hint.]
 
They’re how people communicate most of the time.  They’re magic—which is real here, in case it isn’t in your world.  Doesn’t matter whether or not you believe me, you’ll see it for yourself eventually.
 
[And Amelia isn’t inclined to argue for the existence of something she didn’t believe in before she got to Luceti either.]
 
There should’ve been one near you wherever you woke up.  Would’ve had your name on it.  If you didn’t grab it, you  should try and go back for it.

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keepsmehonest: ([happy] chuckling)

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[personal profile] keepsmehonest 2012-11-09 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[With the tangled dark hair and muddy feet, Geordie easily mistakes the woman sitting at the bar for his best friend. A best friend who probably had a second encounter with a pile of leaves today. After all, she had stopped by earlier, while he had been at home tuning his fiddle strings, and suggested they go out tonight.

Good Spirits for good spirits. The thought had made him chuckle.

There's little hesitation then as he makes straight for where Raylene's sitting and slips into the seat next to her, more preoccupied with getting himself a beer than paying close attention to the woman.]
Sorry I'm late.
keepsmehonest: ([intererst] oh yeah?)

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[personal profile] keepsmehonest 2012-11-09 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[He realizes his mistake the moment she turns. The features are incredibly similar. It's remarkable really. But the face just isn't quite right. The movements are different. And the voice.

Geordie blinks for a moment, trying to place the accent, before smiling a little sheepishly. The darker wings and that dress should have made his mistake obvious, even before the woman replied.]


Sorry about that. [The beer comes and he takes a quick drink before continuing.] New here?
keepsmehonest: ([serious] sincere)

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[personal profile] keepsmehonest 2012-11-09 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[If anything, the look makes him feel even more sheepish. By the look of that whiskey bottle, maybe she just wanted to be left alone. But drowning your sorrows never helped anyone.

He flashes her a sympathetic grin.]
That's what I hoped, too.
keepsmehonest: ([serious] silent contemplation)

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[personal profile] keepsmehonest 2012-11-10 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[His lips quirk to the side for a moment before answering with a quick shake of his head. Geordie can sympathize to a degree. He thought it was nothing more than a dream when he first woke up on Buffy and Jilly's couch.

Sometimes, he still wishes that this was nothing more than a dream.]


Not yet. And it's been almost two months now.

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[personal profile] shenevermisses 2012-11-11 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Couple of places.

The one between the grocery store and weapons' shop is the one I like best. They have a pretty wide variety and it's just... there. You don't have to ask for anything to be made or something like that.