[ TLV | Video ] 012 - Holy crap I'm a vampire.

[reactivates]

[On Willow's communicator, in Willow's cabin. It's Claudia. Who looks like Willow. There are tearstains on her cheeks. She doesn't particularly care. She just really wants this to stop already, okay? Please? And, in a trembly, upset Willow-voice:]

...This is Claudia. I've been swapped. Obviously. Not really in the mood to be social, so... Yeah, stay the fuck away from me for right now. That goes for everyone.

[She's having psychiatric hospital flashbacks thanks to this prison-room, forgive the cussing.]

Pretty sure Willow won't take too much advantage of the situation, but... Just be aware that she's out there in my body, I guess.

[And before she shuts this off, she murmurs:] I'd kill to just have my damn iPod back. Fucking silence. Can't stand it.

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[slayage]

She already did try to take advantage. Got an invite into my cabin.

[...Slight shrug.] ...Not a big deal, though.

Do you need anything? If you're afraid of.. You know I won't be in any danger.

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[reactivates]

Pretending to be me? Greeeat.

[She bites her lip out of habit, then stops when she realizes she was very close to drawing blood there. Probably out of instinct. A new instinct she doesn't want.]

Dunno. It doesn't, like, creep you out? Seeing yet another person who looks like but isn't your best friend?

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[slayage]

Yeah. Great all around. [Hear the sarcasm. Hear it.]

I think by this point I'm a little numb to seeing Willow everywhere. At least you're not her. Like, at all.

...Weirdly enough it's less creepy.

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[reactivates]

[She actually laughs at that.] Really? less creepy? Being in someone else's body? Kinda the definition of creepy for me. This is like artifact-level weirdness right here.

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[slayage]

[Slow grin.]

I lived on the hellmouth for seven years, and oh yeah, I'm a girl mystically chosen to battle supernatural beings. This is like.. Level one of creepy for me. Maybe two.

Plus, getting close to being able to call myself a junior-veteran of the barge. I'm okay. I promise.