016: Beating to a Funeral Song [Accidental Visual / Location: Hyperion Hotel]

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She could feel her heart beating.

The blood pulsed through her veins to a rhythm that, once upon a time, Drusilla would have danced along to. But she wasn't dancing today. Because it was her heart. A heart that had been silenced for centuries.

Her eyes snapped open.

No. Not her eyes. She'd fallen asleep as a vampire, safe in the forest and with Miss Edith in her arms. She'd woken up as a human. And not just any human. Somehow, she'd slipped into the skin of the Vision Girl.

For a long time, there was nothing but silence. It shattered with a scream and, for an even longer amount of time, Drusilla didn't realise that it was coming from her lips.

She screamed and she screamed and then, because there was nothing else she could do, she laughed.

The Vision Girl's heart kept on beating.

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[greenballadeer.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure they'll be happy to know you're looking out for them. Queen C to the rescue." Lorne smiles, maybe a little shakily. This whole bodyswap thing has him off-balance.

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"No, not a queen. I'm a princess."

The words slipped out. She couldn't help it. She'd been a princess for centuries and that hadn't changed, even if her body had managed to get lost.

She gave him a sweet smile a moment later, though, as innocent as the Vision Girl could be. Maybe he was too worried about himself to notice that there was something wrong with her?

"I'll come and rescue you, too," she promised.

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[greenballadeer.livejournal.com]

"A princess? Since when?" Lorne's first instinct is to ask Cordy to sing something, so he can get her head checked. Except, of course, that's not gonna work anymore. "Cordy, I think there's something seriously wrong. You sure you don't want to see a doctor?" He grimaces. "Assuming the doctor's still in the right body."

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"A doctor?" Drusilla wrinkled her nose. "They don't even use leeches any more."

A doctor was only a step and a jump away from being a scientist. She didn't trust them. She didn't trust their medicines.

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[greenballadeer.livejournal.com]

Now the pieces are falling into place. Lorne knows only one person who talks like that. "Drusilla?! What are you - " Oh, why does he even bother? Of course she would pretend to be Cordy. She's evil. "You better take care of her body," he says sternly, arms akimbo. "Or you will regret it. Don't think I don't have ways of making you miserable."

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She didn't need to pretend now, so Drusilla gave Lorne a smile that was all angles and sharpness. A vampire's smile formed from warm human lips.

"Not as many ways as I have to make little Cordelia miserable," she said, musically.

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[greenballadeer.livejournal.com]

Lorne goes cold inside, but refuses to let it show. He folds his arms over his chest - and wow that gesture feels different in this body - saying, "Go ahead. I'm sure Angel will be real thrilled about you hurting Cordelia. He'll write a thank-you note on his fist before he beats you to a pulp."

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It was a good threat - after all, she didn't want to tip the scales and turn the relationship she'd built up with the Angel Beast sour - but Drusilla couldn't let him see that. It was easy to get Cordelia's pretty little features to show what she wanted them to show. It was a smirk rather than a smile and her eyes were bright.

"I didn't choose to switch with her," she pointed out, "She's going to make herself miserable, just for me."