1st Bite [Action/Video]

[willak]

(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.]

[Video]

[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?

Comments

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[herotypical]

...It's just that there's a regular around here who looks a lot like you. She's popular with the locals.

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[willak]

Oh.

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[herotypical]

I mean -- I can see you're not her. Obviously. It's just...the distance.

And maybe I need glasses.

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[willak]

Maybe you do.

[She doesn't mean for it to be so deadpanned but that's just how it comes out and she winces for it. Don't be a bitch, just tipsy come on.]

Sorry. I get a little smart-alacky when I'm drinking I guess.

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[herotypical]

Who doesn't?

{ normally, buffy would call a stranger on their behaviour -- but she always made a point to cut some slack for the newbies. they had enough on their plate without etiquette lessons from her. ]

Buffy. I'm Buffy. Buffy Summers.

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[willak]

Point. Nice t'meet you.

[It was purely perfunctory but Raylene read Miss. Manners once upon a time and that was a better response than what she would rather be saying. A more pleasant one.]

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[herotypical]

I wish it was under better circumstances. I mean -- welcome to what a lot of people call the suckiest place on...well, not earth, I suppose.

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[willak]

Seems like you've all gotten used to it.

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[herotypical]

Oh, no no no. Not all of us. Just the super-veterans.

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[willak]

[Just like that she's reexamining the woman in front of her before asking without any qualms as to the curiosity in her tone:]

How long you been here?

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[herotypical]

...Almost four years. I suppose that counts for super-veteran status.

[ action ] AUGH I THOUGHT I SENT THIS /sadness

[willak]

Well, damn.

[Is literally all she could possibly contribute.]

it's cool!

[herotypical]

That's the very word for it, really. With one minor alteration. Damned.

[ except for when it wasn't damning at all. ]

[willak]

Sounds fun. [Dry as the Sahara.] I can't wait to get settled in.