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[Location: Edge of the Speares District][Voice] Someone was wearing their bad idea jeans

[Well, that was a bad fucking idea cherry to top the sundae of bad fucking ideas. Cassie'd stumbled across that Adria bitch and had actually picked a fight with that...fucking superpower-handed bitch. And Cassie got, maybe, two lucky hits in. The rest of the time she was getting her ass handed to her. She'd just managed to get away and fucking ached all over. She was lightheaded and wanted to pass the fuck out.

Can't.

Not far enough away.

Leaving her van where it was, parked a block or two away from where Adria had been preaching, Cassie made her way down an alley until she was sure that Adria wasn't following. At some point, when she was making her way down the alley, her tablet - which was attached to her wrist - turned on, activating the voice mode. She slumped to the ground, crying out quietly at the pain that lanced through her.]

Fuck me running.....

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Oh. That woman's Adria? Geez. Didn't really get a name from her when she started all preaching. Or maybe I just didn't care enough to listen. Yeah that's probably it.

Quick question: why did you go see her? Didn't you smell the crazy from tablet? I thought it was pretty unmistakable. You know, the crazy?

Edited 2009-08-04 19:33 (UTC)

Yeah. That's her. Annoying cunt.

Oh, I smelt it. And like a fucking idiot, I went after it with a goddamn baseball bat.

[A pained grunt escapes her as she tries to pull herself up into a more comfortable position.]

Fuck.

Well good thing you were able to get out of her crazy claws with your life!

What are you doing? Just lie still, damn it! Are you bleeding?

You missed it, though. Fucking tackled her like I was in the NFL.

[A small groan parts her lips.]

Trying not to sit with my neck almost bent in half from slouching against a damn wall. I may be in pain, but I'm not laying down in a goddamn alley.

Oh, I'm sure it must have been quite a scene. Along with her wiping the ground with your ass, probably?

[Okay, so she lied. Yelling, one o'clock!]

What were you even thinking?

Wasn't so much on the ground as I was in the air. Got thrown against a wall.

[A heavy sigh causes her shoulders to rise and fall]

Don't think I was. Hadn't had a good fucking fight in nearly two months. Was getting ansty.

And you think that's a valid reason for picking a fight with Little Miss My-Eyes-Are-On-Freakin'-Fire?

Never said I had a good reason, did I? Didn't even say I was thinking.

And look where it got you.

This may be the screaming pain talking but fuck you.

[She doesn't mean it, Cordy. It was the screaming pain.]

[She may not mean it but hearing it still hurt! Well, a tiny bit. Okay, more than a tiny bit.]

Oh, waaay to be mature right there. If you aren't in so much pain right now I'd thump you on the head. Just to get you to start thinking for a change.

[...this is Cordelia showing her concern and affection. Really.]

What's a fucking concussion added onto whatever the fuck is wrong with me? Go for it if it'll make you feel better.

Pft. Please. I'll wait for you to get better. It's more fun that way.

So there'd be a chance for me to fight back?

I'm thinking, hell yeah! Might as well hit a brick wall if you can't.

You're crazier than I thought, Chase.

Said the pot to the kettle, Hack.

Never said I wasn't, Chase.

Well, clearly. You'll never hear the words 'You're sane' from passing my lips ever again.

Good thinkin'.

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