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Fading out is an echo of two voices...

"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."

"He totally needs to get laid, then."

There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.

(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)

They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"

Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."

Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"

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So.

Yeah.

That's a very, very confused-looking Slayer/Mom/Queen, isn't it?

".....oh good god how the hell did -this- happen?"

....

Yeah.

Get her while you can, folks.

"The usual way, I think. I wasn't paying much attention when it happened."
She just knows it did.

"I thought we sealed all the doors."

Faith is going to chew on her lip now.

"....I guess I can spare a little time before Max gets worried and calls the army."

"It's only the back room. That's not usually a bad sign. Granted, I think a few people are dealing with having to face people they've pissed off, but that's usually as bad as it gets with these things."

"I don't mind, exactly. It's kinda nice to see the old place again, even if it is just the back bit of it."

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"Yeah. I'm not around as much as I used to be myself, but... they have yet to completely scare me off."
That may take some doing. She's a stubborn one. Anyway, being around since Day One has its appeal.

"I miss it sometimes, but life keeps me busy."

Pause.

"Faith. By the way. Is me. Hi."

Yeah, being Queen did not make her less....wrriten-by-Joss-ish.

Well, she knew that. But it wouldn't be nice to say so up front.
"I'm Jill. Nice to meet you."

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"Magic!"

It's as good an answer as any.

".....ask an obvious question..."

Faith throws up her arms, laughing.

"Welcome back to Milliways, I guess?"

"Well," Becca points out, "it's not quite Milliways. You may notice there's a wall missing."

She grins. "That's so us laypeople can get in."

"Hey, closer than I thought I'd ever get again."

Faith is just going to make herself comfortable.

"I'm afraid to ask what I've missed."

"Oh, the usual," Becca says vaguely. "Deaths, marriages, comedy, tragedy, evil tofu, magical pregnancies, brain theft . . . . you know how it goes."

"Evil tofu's a bit redundant, isn't it?"

"See, it's when you start saying things like that that it mutates and takes over people's brains and things," Becca says, rather sternly. "You've got to watch it with the flippant comments around here, you know that!"

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Poor Faith.

Being pounced like that.

"Kittums!"

Poor Yrael.

Being squeezed like that.

He is giving as good as he's getting in the hugs department. Poor Faith'ribs.

"Faith!" PPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

SCKRITCH.

"I've missed you."

PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Right in her ear.

"I missed you, too," he says, resting his chin on her shoulder. "It's hard to admit, but since everyone who called me by a nickname has left, I've started to miss the nicknames, too."

"I knew you liked 'Ickle Kittums Boy,' secretly."

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"Faith," Oz says, despite the fact that Milli!Oz is still pre-season three. "Did you do something with your hair?"

"...Oz."

Faith looks down at her skin, which is blue, and then down at her royal Antarian robes. Then she looks at her engagement and wedding rings, and then up, slightly, at the crown on her head.

That there Slayer done married an alien king, see.

(The narration apologizes for not having mentioned this before.)

".....yes. My hair is the biggest change since we spoke last."

This, with a straight face to rival Oz at his most stoic.

"It's nice," he offers mildly. "Suits you."

After a moment, his facade cracks, and he grins slightly.

"So do I gotta guess, or are you gonna explain beyond fucking Milliways? Cause I'm thinkin' either Roswell or Star Wars."

"Roswell."

If we're going to have meta-crack, we might as well have omniscient meta-crack?

At any rate, Faith is now going to show Oz a picture of herself, her husband (That'd be Max Evans), and their kid.

"The boy's our son."