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023: [ visual ] / [ location: Hyperion Hotel ] Before I come undone

No, no, no -

"No!"

Cordelia wakes up with a start, sitting upright on her bed with her hands clutching her blanket like a lifeline. For several moments she looks around her in alarm, wondering where the hell she is and where the others are, wondering if this is another one of those times she unfortunately opened her eyes only to be sliced and diced again and--

Then she rests her head on her hands, and breathes. It's over now. It's over and done with and they're all safe but the images are still burned in her brain, like a vision that's been put on eternal loop.

Slowly - mindful of the pains that plague her - Cordelia gets out of bed. She looks down at herself, sees the numerous bandages that are wrapped around her body, and sighs.

And here she thought she'd be safe in Taxon. Pfft.

She gets up, and walks over to the mirror. Cordelia looks at her reflection, and bites her lip.

God.

"Mummy girl much?" she whispers.

[ ooc: backdated to a day after the horrors. ]

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[have another pause on his end. When he does speak, he sounds tired]

I ain't fishing for sympathy, I ain't looking for... I just want you to know I got reasons for behaving the way I do. Toward vampires. Toward everyone.

I know you aren't. And... well, I think I should apologize. For being so pushy and everything.

I reckon that's your natural state of being. It don't bother me too much.

Can I swing by and visit you, when you feel better, or will that hot boyfriend of yours rip my head off?

Hey, that's... actually true. Carry on.

[ pause. ] Sure! Angel's a bit tense these days, though, but don't let that bother you. I'll tell him to not rip your head off if you do come and visit.

Now I don't know him all that well, but he reminds me of somebody and if they are alike, tense is probably Angel's natural state of being.

It kinda is, to be honest.

He reminds you of somebody? Well who is it?

There you go again.

A Hunter I work for. I keep telling him he needs a damned vacation.

I'm sorry, okay? It's just you offer up some interesting information and, well, who am I not to ask about it?

...you work for a Hunter?

Sometimes. I get the feeling things work a lot differently for you than it does for me. All us good monsters abide by the rules - the treaties, we call 'em, and in turn we don't get staked and there's a system to get an adequate blood supply. One of those rules is that we don't reveal ourselves to normal folks, which is why I didn't damn well let anybody know I was a vampire for awhile. That's a big one, break that and you're fucked.

So I ain't the hero type, alright? I get information he wants, or I do some other small job. I owe him so I can't exactly say no.

Huh. So in your world it's like... don't kill and you won't get killed in return?

More or less.

Wow.

Hey, maybe if that same rule applied in our world as well, then there'd be less evil demons to kill.

You kill folks who don't do nothing? Damn.

I meant the part about 'don't kill and you won't get killed in the process', dumbass.

So you kill folks just for being demonic, is my point.

And mine's the whole 'we kill them because they kill people', Harvestman. If they're demons and they kill innocents, then it's very much our business.

Thing is, with my world you gotta have some kinda proof, no matter how flimsy that proof is. Everybody knows there ain't no vampire out there who hasn't killed nobody.

[ she sighs ] I know. I don't think I've ever met a vampire who hasn't killed anyone yet - unless they're fresh-from-the-grave-with-a-touch-of-coffin.

Havne't yet run into anybody who could stop themselves, least at first.

Probably part of the whole 'being reborn' thing - having a self-control of a gnat in the beginning? Not that I'd know exactly, but.

I sincerely hope you never have to know firsthand.

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