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Where do I even begin?

Okay. I'd like to help. I would. But, you could've asked. I did my part. I was done. Again. I had my coda. The music swelled. Look, it's not that I'm not grateful. I'm flattered you chose me. I am. But a girl could really get used to not being chosen for once.

[ can she get an amen? and now that she's gotten that out of her system... she holds up her wrist ] It's a cute bracelet. Not exactly my style... [ she could do with the messing with her powers. again. ]

If anyone has any information on a different off-ramp, I'd appreciate it. This isn't what I had in mind. I've done the falling into another dimension thing before. There's always a way out.

Also, Yg-draz-l is unpronouncable. Tell me there's another name that you call this place. An abbreviation? And tell me this whole 'make friends' thing is a joke. Obviously, there are more important things then making bracelets and braiding hair.

[ she's talking to strangers. she's going insane. ]

Who is on the other end of this thing?

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[ Welp. That's three for three faces she wasn't ever expecting to see here. Her eyebrows shoot up and she looks dumbfounded for a second, before the snark kicks in. ]

Well, Cordy, the likelihood of the gods changing the bracelet to your fashion elitism is slim to none. So you'd probably be better off just getting used to it, or you're gonna wind up being gray and gross and altogether unpleasantly disconnected from all forms of reality.

Welcome. I'm afraid I can't tell you much, but the "make friends" part seems to be true.

It's not gonna be me if you're gonna keep driveling.

The "who" on the other end of your communicator is us. As in everyone else who seem to be stuck in the same situation as you are.

You won't get in touch with our ever-gracious hosts quite so easily. [Note the sarcasm here.]

Whatever is wrong with making friends? And quite a good deal of people are on the ah- "other end," miss.

[ She'd be a sight for sore eyes if this wasn't Buffy Summers. But, it is. But, this Cordelia is older and it's been years since she's seen here. After this comment, it still hasn't been long enough. Again, maturity. ]

Buffy. It's been a while.

[ Not a face she thinks she'd see, but what can you do. As for the bracelet. ]

It's growing on me. [ Happy? Gosh, she wasn't complaining. ]

[ Helpful. Not. ]

Seems? It seems to be true?

Scientific proof isn't exactly available. From experience, I'd say it's true, but who knows?

[ god, old Cordelia wouldn't take that. but, this is a different Cordelia ]

Believe me, I didn't mean for any of this to come off as drivel. [ because nothing she says ever amounts to drivel. ] I had questions. Other people don't have questions after ending up here?

[ Also, if you think it's not gonna be you, then don't respond. And this is Cordelia, you don't get an apology. ]

Can you blame me for finding it weird that the objective I'm given is to branch out and make friends? [ really? ]

So, I'm talking to complete strangers and the people I intended this to get to have their antennas off. [ good to know. ]

[ you're young. ]

Nothing. There's nothing wrong with making friends. [ but, she's beating a dead horse. she comes from a time when the stakes were life and death. this doesn't seem as much. and, added. ] I'm getting that.

[ she's diplomatic, ready for answers and ready to listen. ]

Okay. What can you tell me?

The gods can curse you to make you do things you normally wouldn't. Their enemy is real. It appears that spending time with grey things causes them to improve. Any special powers you had are gone and the new ones work. The network shows your real name unless you choose to be anonymous.

Enough?

[ enough? is there such a thing. from a stranger, yes it's enough. or, a start ]

Anything you have is helpful. [ So, let her get this straight. When they want them to be, they're the gods' puppets. They have an enemy and the grey things thing. that... makes zero sense ] What do you mean, spend time with the grey things?

That's the gist. Useful, isn't it?

It's helpful.

And here I thought I'd get to thank our "ever-gracious hosts" in person.

At least you get to make some new friends. [So much sarcasm all over this sentence.]

You saw how the maids look? A lot of the city is like that. If you talk to people, it gets better.

[ okay angel's already been thrown for a loop once this week, but now this is starting to get a little ridiculous. he stares at his screen a bit blankly for a bit, not really sure how to process what he's seeing or hearing.

it's definitely her, and he knows why that's possible here, but it's still... a little hard to swallow. ]

Cordelia. [ definitely a bit dumbstruck at the moment. ] You're... you're okay. [ relatively speaking. ]

[It's good to see her, situation aside. But that's not really how he'd imagine her taking it -- heck, he was more freaked out than she is. He's still more freaked out than she is.

Did it before. She must be older than him too. Dammit she'll never let him live this down.]

Plenty of people for you to give headaches to. [He smiles] Good to see you, Cordy.

[ Angel, unlike Buffy, is a sight for sore eyes. The last thing she remembers is stepping back, discussing her off ramp, knowing that it was her time to move on. It'd been a one time deal. As painful as that had been, she'd been there for a reason - kiss and all.

One for the road.

It's an understatement saying that there's a swirl of mixed emotions bubbling up inside. Relief ebbs and flows into shock before settling back down into a calm.

The overwhelming emotions are mostly tamped down. Of all the familiar faces, this is her favorite yet. Right, she should... say something. His reaction means he didn't just see her in his office. So, she's been gone. Like she knew she'd be.

So much to process, so little time and still, nothing spoken. Time to mask feelings altogether. ]

If by okay, you mean confused and arguing with a few of the natives, then yep. I am okay.

[ Let's not discuss such things as death. Not yet. ]

It's good to see you.

[ She refrains from calling him Champ. Angel is one of the only ones that can bring Cordelia's emotion level up to 11, Spinal Tap style. But, she's really trying to maintain the facade. ]

I'm guessing you got my message. [ Her kiss had been twofold, one: fuck the universe for never giving them that and two: this vision can set you on the right path. She wishes right this second she could think of something different. Stop replaying it in your mind, Cordelia. Stop it. ]

[ Like Buffy, it's been years, years since she's thought about Xander Harris more then a passing, oh, I wonder how that kid is. Sure, he's still her age but she feels... so much older then she is. She's been through so much.

It'd be easy to fall back into old habits. Bickering with Xander.

Wait. Wait, wait. This Xander... looks oddly... She answers finally, a little dryly. ]

Just what I always wanted. [ Her very own network of people to give headaches to. And sorry, Xander, she can't not mention this. ]

You're looking positively senior year. Tell me this is some kind of side effect of you pissing off the wrong god. [ Because he'd do that. ]

My favorite past time. [ She had her share of very close friends. And then she'd been shafted by the universe. Twice. Friends. Great. She'll get over the sarcasm. She does like friends.

Creepy, and nightmare inducing? Oh yeah. [ she listens. ] Let me get this straight. The city is grey, the people look like they're something out of a horror movie - but, if I get my chat on, the city finds its color?

[Now that's his Cordy.]

No, that's why you're here. And I'll have you know I've graduated.

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