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[unfazeable]

Because they'd have owed me a good murder attempt. Turnabout and all that.

Hm. Sorry about your mum. I lost both mine when I was little, and it was because my dad was also on a bit of a revenge mission, too. Or trying to prove himself. But I think it adds up the same, in the end.

You ever try to leave the life? Before this, I mean.

[cholesterol]

It's fairplay.

You know what they say about revenge, not that I listen to old proverbs.

Once. Didn't last.

[unfazeable]

You think it's different here because there's just no other option?

Or because the drinking's free, so you'll accidentally fuck off to a bar with your boy Chris while there's hunting to be done?

[cholesterol]

Don't know, don't pretend to

I slept in, it happens. More than enough people stepped up, including you

[unfazeable]

Not how I heard it. But it's true, there were a hell of a lot of cooks in the kitchen, by the end.

You don't get bored here, I take it. Despite the job not being what it was anymore.

[cholesterol]

People are talking about me missing all the fun?

Easy to get bored anywhere, but there's enough to do here.

[unfazeable]

Just Chris talking about himself. He did imply you were good fun, though.

You one of those found a job somewhere in this billionaire's mansion?

cw. brackets mention of suicial ideation

[cholesterol]

That, he's right about

( when he's not a depresso suicido wet blanket alkie. )

With the giant revolving rooms. Yep. The Hex Club. And I train Cellar at Buffy's gym.

[unfazeable]

Well, the training at Buffy's gym doesn't surprise me in the least. Sounds like you and Chris can both handle yourselves, when you're on deck.

[not a dig at their little break from on-duty, actually.]

What do you do at the Hex Club?

[cholesterol]

I'll be sure to be next time.

( he does miss the adrenaline. last time, he happened upon buffy and angelus as they went out the window. and then he found them again, correction: found buffy and a pile of dust. )

Sling drinks.

[unfazeable]

Why'd you decide to do that? The bar tending?

Been thinking about trying something different here. There are a dozen people willing to go a few rounds, but I was fighting all the time back home. Almost nothing but. If I can't try something else in a new dimension, then when?

Just drinking for free, that the appeal?

[cholesterol]

Easy. Passes the time. Keeps my hands busy.

You were a fighter? Like in a ring?

[unfazeable]

No, just the shadow ops stuff. Nearly all combat-oriented, that's all.

Suppose I could look into food and drink service. Seems popular around here. We don't have to pretend the customer's always right, do we?

[cholesterol]

Black Ops? Big change coming here.

Don't know. Depends on your boss.

[unfazeable]

Suppose that's true in every world.

Have to try to find a boss who isn't shit, then. Can't say track record's on my side. But if they try to kill me this time, seems it won't stick.

[cholesterol]

Why I've never had a boss.

Did go after the president once, but the devil possessed him, so.

[unfazeable]

Hang on.

Are you telling me you killed the bloody president?

[cholesterol]

We actually saved him. But, we were arrested for high crimes, treason and attempting to assassinate him.

[unfazeable]

I can't help but experience a healthy degree of skepticism about this narrative, but after what I've just seen ... you know, all right. Good of you. Shame about how that worked out, though.

You stuck in jail last you were in your old world, then?

[cholesterol]

No, we were held at a black site in the middle of the woods. We made a deal with a Reaper named Billie. She stopped our hearts long enough for us to be moved to a morgue, which we escaped.

We were pursued but convinced the guys going after us that the president had been possessed. They wiped all record of us being there.

( and their mom killed Billie so they didn't have to keep their bargains with her. but more personal shit. )

[unfazeable]

Heard of that sort of job before. Minus the uh. 'Reaper,' unless that was an alias for somebody who's got good software programming contacts. Congratulations surviving all that fuckery.

[cholesterol]

Nope. Death's reaper. Reaps souls.

[unfazeable]

Oh. Another supernatural 'creature' then? Or do the people in your world all know about 'Death's reaper,' goes around reaping people's souls?

[cholesterol]

Supernatural creature. Her name was Billie.

[unfazeable]

Ugh. Didn't bring that one with you here, did you?