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[ location: the mall ] / [ voice ] (accidental, what else)

[ Boredom is a dangerous thing. It can lead to all kinds of bizarre pursuits, such as the one Buffy is currently on. She's taken it into her head to attempt to procure a replacement toy from her childhood, and the toy store at the mall seems to be the logical place to do that. Unfortunately she's not paying attention to her tablet, which is indeed recording. Also unfortunately, the search isn't going well. There is some muttering under her breath: ]

Crappiest stuffed toy selection ever.

[ Because it's fun to take isolated comments out of context? ]

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[ she chuckles. ] I'm not. I've really seen those toys recently and, well. Crappiest toy selection? Most apt description ever.

Thank you, I feel validated now. [ and also curious! ] So, why were you shopping for toys, anyway? It's not your usual style.

Well, that's me. Miss Validation-Giver.

[ pause. ] I wasn't really shopping, you know. More like... looking? [ bigger pause. does buffy know about connor? and more importantly, connor being a resident in taxon? not that he's here anymore, but... ] A... friend got glitched recently. Got him turned to a kid, hence the toy-seeking on my part.

[ and since curiosity breeds even more curiosity: ] What about you? What are you doing there? ...please don't tell me the same thing happened to Dawn.

Edited 2010-10-26 07:47 (UTC)

Cordelia Chase Validation-Giver. It's kind of a mouthful.

[ buffy can hear those pauses, and they are slightly odd, but she's not going to pry. she does in fact know connor, and she'll be sad that he's gone when she finds out - she thought he was cute. ]

Right, of course. Insane alien shenanigans, I should've guessed. Were there diapers involved? [ aaand now she's slightly embarrassed. ] Oh, no - Dawn's still the right size. I, uh... was just looking for something. A stupid, sentimental, nostalgic something.

Which is why I refrain from using that title often.

Oh no. No diapers included this time, thank goodness. I really don't have fond memories associated with those things. He uh... got turned into an eleven-year old, so.

[ hmmm. ] And that something will be... what, exactly?

Eleven's an okay age. Well, actually, Dawn spent most of that age telling me she hated me, but that could just be a sister thing. [ let's not get into the fact that Dawn didn't even technically exist when she was eleven, because... sob. ]

...A stuffed pig called Mr. Gordo.

[ darn your expert interrogation skills, Cordelia! ]

Maybe. That must have been a hoot and a half, huh. [ not that cordelia will ever know, considering she's an only child. ]

...you're telling me that the vampire slayer, the one whose very name invokes fear out of every scaly, smelly demon out there... had a stuffed pig named Mr. Gordo?

Oh, it was special. [ here we have a sigh, ah memories. ] But I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world - except maybe a really big diamond. [ kidding, kidding. ]

What? He was cute, and I was very, very young and - and you know, I'm not just all about the slaying and the hard pointy things.

I'm sure Dawn would be pleased about hearing that.

[ the smile can be heard in her voice. ] Oh yeah. You're all about things cute and cuddly.

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