( Good to know that the supernatural game of telephone has its facts right this time. But, that moved quickly within a few hours. Normally, she's better at tracking where information might come from, but there were enough survivors today. Among those lost. )
You heard right. The castle's gone. We lost some in the initial blast, but there were more survivors. ( She pauses. ) Four slayers including Faith survived. And the other guests. We were hosting a party, if you can believe it. Tell me, you haven't heard of any other attacks, have you?
No, not today. Aalis said something about the Gauntlet, but she came to me because she knew I had connections. I'm sure she and Abernathy are playing phone tree to see if there's anything else that might have happened.
[The concern is still there in her voice, though as she leans back against the nearby wall.]
I can reach out to some of the local cells though. Make sure everything's okay.
[She will one hundred percent send out her boyfriend to make himself someone else's problem on Buffy's behalf if that's what she needs, but that's about the only force she can allocate at the moment.
Unless she gets ahold of other cells.]
If you tell me where, I can see what cells are available to back you up. And send Angel.
We actually have a pretty big contingent gearing up. Can you ask him --
("I'm right here, Buffy.")
Angel. Hey. ( It feels a little like a Mean Girls speakerphone attack, but she knows Cordelia didn't mean it like that. She does hate speaking about people in front of them like they're not there. She should've been listening carefully. Someone on speakerphone does sound different.
But she has a lot on her mind. ) Do you know anything about the Riverboat?
( Angel nods, looking to Cordy, stepping closer to her and the phone.
"It's dark. It's a roaming casino party, but mostly they traffic in bodies, not money. The Riverboat is guarded. And you need an invitation," Angel explains. He's been on it once in his more morally gray years, back when he tried to help and a hotel got together and hung him. In the intervening years, he fell in with interesting crowds. He wasn't beloved, but he also wasn't bothered.
The Ivory Tower likened him to a neutered circus animal.)
The invitations are covered. Stefan's old friends with Scarlett O'Hara.
Her, Rhett, Melanie. And they're exactly how you'd expect. But, better. And sometimes, worse, between tantrums and mysoginy.
( Rhett doesn't mean to, anyway. Is that the point, though? )
Stefan ran back into them here in Scotland and we've all become friends? I think. Damon and Scarlett and Melanie have more of a past. But, Stefan jokes like they're friends. I just go with it.
("I like Rhett," is Angel's contribution to this portion of the conversation. )
("What? He's a good poker player." And a classic! It's kind of like his unapologetic love of Manilow. He likes what he likes. )
As far as I know, we were the only ones that were hit. And, Angel, if you feel like having a reunion with your old pal, let me know. I'll add you to the guest list.
( Probably under an alias.
And then Buffy hangs up and the dial tone goes dead. Angel just looks at Cordelia off her look.
( He thinks he has her figured out. Clothes. Fashion. Saving people. She does like old movies, though. He just thought she was more of a Casablanca fan. Now he knows. )
I met them on the Riverboat. And then years later. ( Originally. He kept a low profile. Easy to around the Butler-O'Hara's.
He kept to himself. Stayed in pig's blood, but remained undercover. He's probably the only vampire to successfully free a few of the trapped. That it turned out to be a loyalty test and he was held back while everyone was killed -- ) I tried freeing people. But, they saw me coming. And they had me watch as they slaughtered everyone I thought I got free.
In attacking Buffy, they attacked Scarlett and Rhett. And, I'm guessing Melanie. She doesn't take attacks lightly. Or, well. Scarlett has been wanting a real reason to cut ties with them for decades. She maintained her relationship out of politeness. Probably access.
( His, on the other hand, won't be as easy to get back. Unless he plays the tried and true staple, I've lost it again, mom. Where did it go? )
If she wants my help, they won't want to see Angel's face.
( But, why. You're so much better at doing the phone tree. It's fine, he's here to help.
As she tugs him back inside, they pass the original Earp table.
"Well, she did say she'd get back when she good. The when being never. Guess someone had enough of getting her flirt on," Wynonna says over the rim of her whiskey, eyeing her sister. )
[Waverly's eyes narrow. "We weren't flirting." Then there's a pause as she replays the conversation. "Were we flirting?"
Dolls is not paying attention to the banter. Instead, his eyes are scanning the way tenor of the room has changed, and he takes another swallow of his beer before getting to his feet.]
( Her version of flirting. Is she off her game. Good thing Wynonna is here. She does nod to Dolls before getting nosey. )
I'll also be right back.
( She follows behind Dolls, not that he invited her while Taylor and slides into a seat next to Waverly. She keeps an eye out for her boyfriend to let him know where they're sitting. When she realizes he's still filling his plate or taking a call or taking a 'Taylor break,' her words for the good of their relationship, she turns to the baby angel.
[He knows he can't stop Wynonna, so he doesn't try to dissuade her. Instead he just takes a breath and scans around until he finds the familiar redhead and knocks lightly on the doorframe to her office.]
The slightly ajar door creaks open further as he nods. Aalys hangs up the phone at her desk, looking up. She waves him in. Eyes Wynonna, but doesn't ask her to stay outside, or out of earshot.
"Going through my witch contacts. The slayers were hit hard.")
( She met her in the bathroom. She's chatty. Wynonna does chatty, but not that chatty. Also, it feels like more is going on and she likes being in the know. It's fine. )
Everyone knows Waverly Earp. Former wife to the shield of Purgatory, now high up in Black Badge. We work for the same people. It all intersects. ( And to prove to her, she insists everything she's heard is positive. ) All good things.
Taylor. Linguist, polyglot, all around busybody. My boyfriend and I sort of fell into the Underground. He already had supernatural ties, little did I know, and I stumbled onto a conspiracy and found a persecuted race of fish people. They're safe now.
( And she can't tell her where they are, but they are somewhere safe. )
I do a lot of the translating, the research. And I've been in the field when the romance languages are needed. Italy was gorgeous. I've been to France, but not for the Underground. I avoid it now because I have a famous ex-boyfriend. Les Saison De Pêches?
( Totally slutty little romance novel. Steamy beach read a years back. She's the girl in that. )
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You heard right. The castle's gone. We lost some in the initial blast, but there were more survivors. ( She pauses. ) Four slayers including Faith survived. And the other guests. We were hosting a party, if you can believe it. Tell me, you haven't heard of any other attacks, have you?
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[The concern is still there in her voice, though as she leans back against the nearby wall.]
I can reach out to some of the local cells though. Make sure everything's okay.
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[She will one hundred percent send out her boyfriend to make himself someone else's problem on Buffy's behalf if that's what she needs, but that's about the only force she can allocate at the moment.
Unless she gets ahold of other cells.]
If you tell me where, I can see what cells are available to back you up. And send Angel.
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( "I'm right here, Buffy." )
Angel. Hey. ( It feels a little like a Mean Girls speakerphone attack, but she knows Cordelia didn't mean it like that. She does hate speaking about people in front of them like they're not there. She should've been listening carefully. Someone on speakerphone does sound different.
But she has a lot on her mind. ) Do you know anything about the Riverboat?
( Angel nods, looking to Cordy, stepping closer to her and the phone.
"It's dark. It's a roaming casino party, but mostly they traffic in bodies, not money. The Riverboat is guarded. And you need an invitation," Angel explains. He's been on it once in his more morally gray years, back when he tried to help and a hotel got together and hung him. In the intervening years, he fell in with interesting crowds. He wasn't beloved, but he also wasn't bothered.
The Ivory Tower likened him to a neutered circus animal. )
The invitations are covered. Stefan's old friends with Scarlett O'Hara.
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Like ... Gone with the Wind Scarlett O'Hara? She's an actual person?
[This is news to Cordelia that she has not been looped in to.]
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( Rhett doesn't mean to, anyway. Is that the point, though? )
Stefan ran back into them here in Scotland and we've all become friends? I think. Damon and Scarlett and Melanie have more of a past. But, Stefan jokes like they're friends. I just go with it.
( "I like Rhett," is Angel's contribution to this portion of the conversation. )
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We are so talking about this later.
[But moving on to the point at hand:]
Okay, I will start getting on the phone with the Slayer cells. You do what you have to do, and keep us in the loop. Be safe, Buffy.
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As far as I know, we were the only ones that were hit. And, Angel, if you feel like having a reunion with your old pal, let me know. I'll add you to the guest list.
( Probably under an alias.
And then Buffy hangs up and the dial tone goes dead. Angel just looks at Cordelia off her look.
"What?" )
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[This is important information that she feels she should know!]
How did you meet them?
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( He thinks he has her figured out. Clothes. Fashion. Saving people. She does like old movies, though. He just thought she was more of a Casablanca fan. Now he knows. )
I met them on the Riverboat. And then years later. ( Originally. He kept a low profile. Easy to around the Butler-O'Hara's.
He kept to himself. Stayed in pig's blood, but remained undercover. He's probably the only vampire to successfully free a few of the trapped. That it turned out to be a loyalty test and he was held back while everyone was killed -- ) I tried freeing people. But, they saw me coming. And they had me watch as they slaughtered everyone I thought I got free.
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I'm sorry.
[That he couldn't save the people he wanted to save. That's always the hardest part.]
Can Buffy count on them?
[Just to be sure.]
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( His, on the other hand, won't be as easy to get back. Unless he plays the tried and true staple, I've lost it again, mom. Where did it go? )
If she wants my help, they won't want to see Angel's face.
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[She clears the existing call and takes his hand to pull him back into the room.]
C'mon. We'll split the list, it'll get done faster.
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As she tugs him back inside, they pass the original Earp table.
"Well, she did say she'd get back when she good. The when being never. Guess someone had enough of getting her flirt on," Wynonna says over the rim of her whiskey, eyeing her sister. )
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Dolls is not paying attention to the banter. Instead, his eyes are scanning the way tenor of the room has changed, and he takes another swallow of his beer before getting to his feet.]
I'll be right back.
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( Her version of flirting. Is she off her game. Good thing Wynonna is here. She does nod to Dolls before getting nosey. )
I'll also be right back.
( She follows behind Dolls, not that he invited her while Taylor and slides into a seat next to Waverly. She keeps an eye out for her boyfriend to let him know where they're sitting. When she realizes he's still filling his plate or taking a call or taking a 'Taylor break,' her words for the good of their relationship, she turns to the baby angel.
"Waverly Earp, we have not been introduced."
Wynonna glues herself to Dolls' side. )
Let me guess. Getting seconds.
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[He knows he can't stop Wynonna, so he doesn't try to dissuade her. Instead he just takes a breath and scans around until he finds the familiar redhead and knocks lightly on the doorframe to her office.]
Everything okay?
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The slightly ajar door creaks open further as he nods. Aalys hangs up the phone at her desk, looking up. She waves him in. Eyes Wynonna, but doesn't ask her to stay outside, or out of earshot.
"Going through my witch contacts. The slayers were hit hard." )
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[That's not good.]
What were the casualties?
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( Wynonna plants herself against the doorway, listening. )
The castle, Dolls.
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No, we haven't.
[She doesn't know who this is so she very delicately smiles.]
Though seems you know me better than I know you.
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Everyone knows Waverly Earp. Former wife to the shield of Purgatory, now high up in Black Badge. We work for the same people. It all intersects. ( And to prove to her, she insists everything she's heard is positive. ) All good things.
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[There's a pause, because well.]
Nicole and I weren't actually married. I called it off before we actually got down the aisle.
[Which is not important. Does runaway bride sound better than divorcee? She's not sure, because neither scenario really makes her look good.]
Everything else is probably true though. You are ...
[Sorry she's blanking on your name.]
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( And she can't tell her where they are, but they are somewhere safe. )
I do a lot of the translating, the research. And I've been in the field when the romance languages are needed. Italy was gorgeous. I've been to France, but not for the Underground. I avoid it now because I have a famous ex-boyfriend. Les Saison De Pêches?
( Totally slutty little romance novel. Steamy beach read a years back. She's the girl in that. )
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