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022: [ voice ] The Hills Are Alive

[ there's a sound of pages rustling, as though someone is flipping through something. maybe a book, maybe a magazine. Then comes soft humming, before Taxon is treated to: ]

Girls in white dresses with no stupid sashes
Men with their briefs hanging low on their package
Rappers and singers glowing bright with their blings
These are a few of my favorite things

Parties and soirees and Oscar night fever
Scandals and horrors and fashion disasters
Collections for winter and summer and spring
These are a few of my favorite things!

When there're glitches, those damn bitches,
When I'm bored as hell
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I do feel sooooooo swelllllllllllllllllllll.

[ silence. then the sound of someone chuckling. ] Good thing my tablet's turned off--

--oh, crap.

[ ooc | song is a modified version of The Sound of Music's My Favorite Things. I DO NOT APOLOGIZE. ...although I should because tags will be slow until Saturday :( I just can't resist! ]

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I had a good game of the Oppression Olympics with Levi, it was loads of fun.

[this is sarcasm.]

I can shut up and go away, if you want. You just have to ask.

Oppression Olympics?

[ she's shaking her head. ] Jeez, Harvestman. If I wanted you to shut up and go away, I would have told you. It's just... what I was telling you earlier? You know, going to the mall or a bar or talking to people through the tablets? That's what I usually do when I'm bored.

'My life is harder than yours because of such-and-such.' It's a little hard to explain that I don't like being 'round other vamps 'cause they freak me the fuck out when he's going on and on 'bout being judged.

Alright, alright, you gotta point. I'll get off my ass and do something.

Wow. That conversation must have been a real pick-upper. [ she frowns a bit at that. Levi... never tells her anything about his feelings of being judged. ]

Have you tried looking for a job? That can probably keep you busy.

It was fantastic.

Fuck no, I ain't getting a job, that'll make those furry assholes think I'm happy with staying. Besides, it ain't like I can do anything I used to do here.

...Well, I guess I could panhandle. Would you give me money if I looked pathetic enough?

Why? What did you do back home?

[ she rolls her eyes. ] No. As if!

I, uh, did I little information gathering for a few Hunter groups and... hustled on the side, when that didn't pay enough. I bet you're glad you asked now.

Oh, come on! I could do the whole big-eyed, saddest look you ever did see.

[ silence. ] Please. Like I have the right to judge you.

...and I highly doubt it. I'm immune to that kind of look by now.

Don't stop most folks, I don't mind no more. [this is all kinds of a lie.]

I can try really hard.

Fine. Show me what you've got.

- What, now?

You do realize that the tablets have visual mode, right?

He clicks the visual on, giving her a view of a sparse room and white walls. For a second, Harvestman's not visible; he ducks back into the view as he pulls a shirt over his head, dogtags jangling against his chest. He's a strange mixture of lean muscle that barely makes up for his thin, almost starved look.

"See," he says once the shirt's tugged over his head. "I dunno if I can do it now, you'll just give me that look of yours."

She switches to visual again, just so she can ask, "What look?"

...and proceed with giving him the said look.

Harvestman laughs. "That look. That one you're so good at. You should trademark that, shit."

She shakes her head, grinning all the while. "Sorry. Kinda comes with being such a bitch a few years ago."

"You're walking right into a comment on that, but I'll skip it. Hang on." Harvestman leans forward and tries, really, really hard to look sad and pathetic.

A second later, he laughs. "Shit, I can't do it. Wait 'til I'm really flat broke."

Cordelia chuckles. "No, you really did look pathetic - but I still won't give you money, buster."

"Would it help if I didn't shower and hassled you until you gave me money to go away? That usually works." He has the best job skills ever.

"So your boyfriend's kind of a headcase, ain't he?"

"Ew! Don't even think about going within a mile from me if you didn't shower." This is said in all seriousness, Harvestman. Don't even try it.

Here she'd just... shakes her head again. "He's a... he likes to exaggerate. A lot." She waves her hand dismissively. "I told him you're harmless, so. As long as you don't try something funny, you won't have a problem with him."

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"That would work, won't it?" He's taking mental notes here, Cordy.

"Something funny. Yeah, I ain't all that funny." Harvestman leans his chin against a hand. "You were right, though, he's really damn hot. Shame he's dead and all."

And, uh, straight, Harvestman, remember that part too.

"No," she replies, raising a brow. "Not really. You won't even get a chance to get near me; I swear it."

And Cordelia will just grin here. "You're right, though. Angel's like the personification of hot. I told you I have good taste."

She missed (regardless of whether it was on purpose or not) his jab at Angel's current living status. He raises an eyebrow, rubbing his chin.

"It don't bother you none? That you age, he don't."

Fact is, Cordelia's used to Angel being dead. Kinda mocked him several times about it and all. Others pointing it out to her doesn't even make her flinch.

She shrugs at the question. "If I really think hard on that - it does," she says, honestly. "I mean - one of these days I'm gonna be a cougar and he my hot, young boyfriend, you know? But we already talked about it, and he said things won't change even then, so."

"No, I wasn't saying he would." Harvestman shakes his head, leaning back with a shrug. "You know what, never mind. It don't matter."

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