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[tacticalturtleneck]

[Pick your poison.]


1. Hey, this is Archer. How are you doing? [A pause.] Great, glad to hear it! Also glad to hear you're talking to an automated message. HAHA, SUCKER! Leave one!

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2. Holy shit, did you just see that?! [Paaaaaaaause.] That was you falling for the answering machine trick again! God, when you are going to learn?

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3. Welcome to Ask Archer, where you can ask me what you want and I'll answer your question in public and embarrass you in front of everyone. Maybe you'll learn something. Leave it.

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[herotypical]

A few minutes could be the difference between a human juice box and --

[ wait, so long as he's actually doing work: ] Size six-and-a-half. Okay?

private video

[tacticalturtleneck]

[This is him screaming in the background at her.]

THIS ISN'T FASHION BOUTIQUE, KIM KARDASHIAN! YOU GET WHAT I GIVE YOU!

[AND BACK. Holding up the backs of woodmesh chairs with belts used to hold them to your actual shows.

Very crude but hey, it works.]

private video

[herotypical]

Am I supposed to know who that is? [ besides -- ] Oh! Was he the guy who defended OJ? I love Kim as a guy's name. It shows major class.

[ trying very hard to not even betray a little bit of awe at his handiwork, to be honest. ]

private video

[tacticalturtleneck]

Actually, I'm pretty sure that's her dad. And he isn't named Kim.

...god, now it's on the tip of my tongue.

[Now he's going to think about his name all day.]

private video

[herotypical]

I really don't care about your tongue. [ ahem. ] Just get those puppies down here. Pronto.

[ who knows where down here is, but presumably it corresponds to some form of mid-construction entrance and/or exit. ]

private video

[tacticalturtleneck]

[Lightly doing an Archer giggle.]

Yeah, because the more important part is lower.

[Probably. Totally. Just....pretending he knows where to go.]

private video

[herotypical]

[ something has got to be wrong with her. 'cause although she could have easily hung up and waited, she actually carries the conversation through -- chatting idly while he makes his way. ]

Good. [ lower! ] I'll know where to aim.

[ you know when she eventually kicks you. ]

private video

[tacticalturtleneck]

You know what? You're going to have to be careful.

[Here it comes. Oh no Buffy.]

Because you're in the Danger Zone.

[His mood? SUDDENLY SKYROCKETING because its been MONTHS since he was able to say that.]

private video

[herotypical]

Calm down, Tom Cruise.

[ bless you, archer, for finally referencing something she can at least piggyback upon. this is supposed to be a two way street of snark! gosh. ]

private video -> action

[tacticalturtleneck]

Do I seriously look that short and prone to believing in alien gods? I'm almost insulted.

[Not that he is ever actually insulted.

But kind of shutting off the video because he's rounding the corner.]

[herotypical]

[ and here she stands. the locket -- otherwise around her neck -- is still perched between her fingertips. as he rounds the corner, she snaps it shut and lets it fall upon the front of a tan-coloured leather coat. it isn't a modern coat; it lacks zippers and snaps and all the best parts of modern tailoring absent. and yet it would be hard to mistake her.

at her feet sits a peculiar pile: gloves; a hat; and a bastard sword. ]

Finally. Took you long enough.

[tacticalturtleneck]

Do I look like Nightcrawler to you? It's not like I can freaking teleport around at your whim!

[He probably would under certain circumstances.]

God, what are we even doing? If someone needs to be rescued, they better be rich.

[herotypical]

We're not rescuing anyone.

[ buffy stoops to collect her gloves and begins the oh-so-laborious process of pulling them into place. ] Or. We are. I am. But not any specific someones. Consider this a mission for the general everyday mass of someones that might someday need saving.

[tacticalturtleneck]

What do we/I get out of this? This is an important question.

[Thankfully already bundled up because with the request of snow shoes, he was smart enough to get himself ready. Somehow in the time he was 'off camera'.

Secret agent sneaky.]

[herotypical]

[ so that's why he took so long. ]

We don't get anything. It's not about getting stuff. It's never been about getting stuff.

[ except that it's probably very likely about getting some kind of adrenaline high, even though buffy will deny that all the way to her second grave. ]

[tacticalturtleneck]

It's always about getting stuff. Seriously, even the nerds in World of Warcraft or whatever at least get loot.

I kind of want loot right now.

[STRAPPING ON THESE MAKESHIFT SNOW SHOES. HE WANTS LOOT.]

[herotypical]

You are gonna be so very disappointed.

[ unless you collect dust. then you might be thrilled. ah, well. buffy shrugs -- picks up the sword -- and transitions smoothly into offering archer the weapon by its hilt. she was gonna take it but...if he's decided to tag along? she'll make do with the stake in her back pocket. ]

Here. Once you've got those DIY monstrosities strapped on, take this.

[tacticalturtleneck]

Oh man, it's going to be like Highlander but in Nova Scotia!

[Totally wielding this thing and laughing.]

Get it? Because it's cold in Canada and Nova Scotia means New Scotland...

[That wasn't funny at all.]

[herotypical]

[ buffy seems to only ever laugh at his unfunny jokes. or maybe she's laughing at his 'wielding' instead. ]

You're not far from the mark. I wanna see decaps out there. Clean, quick decaps.

[tacticalturtleneck]

Uhhhhhhhhh, okay? You still haven't said what we're doing but I'm guessing it's not butchering meat halal style.

[herotypical]

Word has come out that a handful of vampires are using the inclement weather as an excuse to get a little less choosy with their meals. That doesn't fly with me.

[ she behaves as though this is literally all the reasoning he needs. ]

[tacticalturtleneck]

Aren't vampires supposed to be allergic to the cold? I mean, if they don't have body heat, don't they just freeze solid?

Or are we talking about Twilight kind of vampires here?

[herotypical]

What? No. Vamps prowl all night. Not just at -- when is twilight, anyway?

[ because the notion that the t in twilight is capitalized goes way way above her head. ]

[tacticalturtleneck]

Not when, what! Shitty ass vampires who run around in sunlight and like....shake their ass to seduce women into having monster babies with them. I don't know, I haven't watched the movie.

[herotypical]

[ shake their asses -- what the hell? i mean, ok, she's seen a few lush vamps in her day. but those have been...

exceptions. yes. exceptions. wrong and inappropriate exceptions. ahem. so -- forcing that from her mind -- she levels archer with a weighing stare. ] I didn't realize you were so hip with the supernatural gossip.

[ except she clearly doesn't think much of these sunlight-prancing vamps. ]