8; what is help? - Video (public and private)

[hungryanhorny]

Private to Steph:

You wanna give me the 411 on Babs, BG? 'Cause I thought you were the one with the bat suit.

[Barbara's folder is in her lap; a little crinkled, and hastily smoothed over from the half a dozen reading's she's managed so far. But she looks determined right now.]

Private to Buffy:

[Faith's just sort of... staring at her lap, here; fidgeting a little; there's hand scrawled notes all over the place, quizzes she made up for herself - mostly hidden, but peeking out between papers. There's a look of almost panic on her face - and she can't quite get out the request for help.

Just... give her a moment, would ya?]


Private to Barbara:

[The folder's stashed behind her somewhere - no clue as to how much or little attention she's been paying; there's a casual look to her, as if she's not going crazy.]

You up for drinks, Babs?

[She's phrasing this like a request; but she will be down there knocking your door open in no time if you say no.]


Public:

[The file's back in her lap again; she's only spent the last ten minutes making sure it's presentable - fidgeting and going back and forth. She's used to being the impulsive sort - but now she's in charge of someone, and that's... that's scary.

Still, she puts on a smile, and tries to laugh.]

Guess the Admiral got tired of my free ride, huh?

Comments

private;

[ichoosefight]

[ She's quiet for a moment. ]

Barbara Gordon, my Babs believed in me and gave me a chance when no one else would. If there's a version of her here as an inmate, I don't want to know why.

private;

[hungryanhorny]

...Know the feeling.

Would'a been here to if not for Angel.

private;

[ichoosefight]

Then you can imagine how I feel given the circumstances.

private;

[hungryanhorny]

...Guy only loses his soul every couple of years or something.

private;

[ichoosefight]

Then leave it alone because I don't want to talk about it.

Re: private;

[hungryanhorny]

...Whatever you say, BG.