Swapping...

Air Date: 10/09/2001

Friday, 12:23pm, Glade.

Ok, so at some stage on the friday (proably) Casey and Faith have their own scooby meeting. Maybe around lunchtime while the other are having their own scooby meeting in the psych office?

"So our own little scooby meeting. Isnt this just so cute? So, Case, what are we gunna chat about. Oh, I know, those sword guys you knew. Can we go visit 'em soon?"

Casey laughs. "You think its a bit silly too, hey? I feel like I should bring faery bread and cordial or something. Um, sure - I'll find out when they're getting together next - it might be easier to wait until they are all in one sport and meet them. I think they usually happen on Sunday"

Faith shakes her head at the cordial comment. "Sunday's good for me." She gives you a cheeky smile, "So, it's a date? Sweaty guys in armor, eh? You sure know how to romance a girl."

"Well, there are buxom girls there too, depending on your tastes" Casey leers grotesquely. "Hey, speaking of switching.. any news on that body swap idea?"

"Who are you accusing of having taste?" She goes a bit more serious when you mention the swap thing. "Yeah, its available if I want it. Still up for it, huh?"

Casey licks Faith. "mmm. Er, yes. Anyway. Yeah, why not - I think it'll be a scream. Well, under the right circumstances anyway."

"This isnt going to be a very productive meeting if you do that every day. Well not from a slayer point of view." She leans into Casey personal space and purrs into his ear "So, got any afternoon classes?"

Casey smirks. "Unfortunately, yes, a lab. Attendence is a hurdle requirment, so... anyway, getting back to the other thing. You said you wanted to test it to make sure that the slayerness was part of you rather than linked to your body?"

"#@*er." looking up at Casey with an innocent and all too young face, "If only there were sommmmmmmmmme way I could tempt you." Then she lightly slaps Casey on the arm. "Yeah, right, start something and then dump me for classes when I just have gettin' sweaty with Jayde to look forward to. Hmm. Na, I dont think she'd fall for the 'let me show you this new slayer move', do you?" Pausing for a bit and becoming serious, "To be honest Case, I'm pretty nervous about it. Its, er, limit pushing for me."

"Messin' with Jayde?" Casey blinks. "Oh, the body swap thing. Hmm. Messin' with the occult bit or the.. I dunno. Its all new to me, so I dunno what the dangers might be."

"Yeah, Jayde and me, well write a one handed letter to penthouse, Case. Yeah, the body swap thing. Man, you make me laugh sometimes." Sighing, "The danger is that you get my sweet little bod and super powers and I end up with jack. Still I gotta know if I keep my super powers if I swap, otherwise Jayde's my only choice if I wanna run and yeah, yeah, 'thats wrong'. I get it. Move on."

Casey giggles "I'd type it, my offhand writing is poor." Casey hmms and looks more serious. "I gathered from what you were saying that its easily reversible? In which case we lock my door and try it in private and if it doesn't work then we switch back right away." Casey ignores the fatalism.

"Well I smashed the one after I switched with B, but she got another one from somewhere and in like a day, so it cant be too hard with the right connections." She starts to rub her hands nerviously. "But I gotta know this 'ill work. So we gotta try it. I guess."

Casey takes a deep breath. "Do you maybe want to swap with another chick?"

"Like who? Know anyone who'd be up for it, 'cause I dont."

"Well, if it is an issue, we can wait for a bit and see if anyone pops up..."

"Or, lets not. I'm having a hard enough time thinking about doing this with you. We should do this before I chicken out. I'd feel better if I knew I could just *poof* dissapear."

Casey shrugs expressively. "I bet my britches that there's probably some way of doing that. Every other law of physics seems easily broken"

"I'll pick it up tonight." Neatly changing the subject, "Sorry I bailed on the video thing last night. I know what you were trying to do, but I'm not exactly a 'people person' at the moment. Its hard."

Casey looks a bit sheepish. "Well... yeah - that was why I didn't push the issue. Just thought I'd provide the option of being able to forget about Slayers and vampire and zombies oh my."

"Yeah, figured as much. People make it hard to consentrate though 'cause... I get these.. flashes when I'm around people."

"Flashes?"

More hand rubbing and shifting uncomfortably, "Images, I *twitch* guess. Little flashes of fighting and... other wacky stuff. Like in the office today with Henry, when I turned round to argue with Jayde, it was all mapped out in my head. It was hard not to just do it." She jumps a little as if startled. "Nutjob, huh?"

"Depends why you get them, and if they're all daydreams of chopping people up... on the otherhand, given shit that's happened to you, I don't think anyone could blame you for being a bit jumpy."

"It's cool when I'm fighting vamps, but it freaks me out when I bump into Neo in the hall and just know he's thinking about calling the cops 'anonymously', or when I know Mary's thinking about how to get rid of me. Especially I saw Henry and I wanna tie him to a chair an make Wesley's little surgical adventure look like a @#*$& summer camp." Blinking before continuing. "Sometimes when I tell you stuff like this that you can use against me. Ive had them since I woke from my coma. I had them back when I was in B's body and Willow was ranting about being glad the watchers had me, or when I was at Angels... or.. just lots."

Casey stretches his neck out and shifts around a bit. "Hmm. Like I said, a little paranoia is probably fairly understandable. As long as you realise that the visions are probably less than optimal to follow through with... "

"Yeah, well duh! It's just hard when I'm angry. Like when Jayde said I should try flipping burgers instead of killing people, I swear by the Mayor, I almost did her on the spot. And today, with Henry, to tell you the truth, I thought I'd done it until I saw you in the Glade. I was out looking to take out Conrad when you found me. Lucky, huh? 'Cause he was there. I saw him while we were talking. It's worse now I know that Mr English and his cheery ol' chums are hangin' round. Makes me twitchy. I keep expecting retreval teams to jump out at me. Some guy on the street pulls out a piece and start plugging away, so spin, punch to the troat, he's down, dieing. Only he hasn't got a gun has he? It still flashes through my head. Pop 'em first."

Casey winces. "Didn't know Jayde had said that." He sighs and plays with some grass. "I've asked the others to keep Henry away from places where you go. Dunno if they will. Dunno if he will. But gets him outa your hair, hopefully." Casey muses for a bit...

"This was ages ago, when I first went patroling with her. I popped some pusher and was going through his wallet when she's all 'what the @#* are you doing? You ain't welcome in my house, go flip burgers' and I'm, like, 'yeah, kinda requires a social security number don't it, bitch'. She's chilled out a bit since then, but we ain't exactly bestest buds. We don't trust each other. She thinks I'm a psycho and I remember when Buffy was all" she does the finger quotes, "'We're the Chosen Two, Faith. Bestest friends.'" adding in a whiney voice "'Only you can understand' and all that crap. Well I'm not keen to redo the coma thing, so I'll skip thanks." Blinking in surprise, "Hey, check me out, I'm Bitterness Girl, huh? Man, I'm turnin' into Buffy. Just kill me now. Yeah, well in some ways I'd rather have Henry where I can see him, cause then he's in my circle."

Casey nods a bit ruefully. "Yeah, I could say that situation. Heh, p'raps Jayde's a bit more honest than this Buffy chick. " Casey rocks into Faith, bumping her "You'll all be in lace and black lipstick tomorrow, I can just see it."

"Buffy sorta tried to help me when I first got to 'Dale and it was actually great for a time, Chosen Two. We took down Kakistos this cloven hoofed vampire we had to kill with a wooden beam, 'cause a stake didn't even slow him down. B's all about doin' right and helpin' people, which is weird given she's totally self absorbed. Everythings about her or done to her or gotta be about her. 'Chosen One and some Faith chick' isn't really what I signed up for. Plus those scoobies of hers are wicked tight around the Buffster. No newcomers allowed. So it was Buff and her secret scooby meetings while Faith rots in some crappy dive motel." She looks over at Casey. "Sound familiar at all? Ignoring the hotel bit I mean." Being bumped by Casey, Faith just rocks with it. "Goth isn't my thing, too mopey. Or atleast they used to be. Still, if its a kink of yours, then I'm experiment-ie girl. Oh, maybe we should go to a goth club and scare all the vampie wannabes."

Casey's expression changes to panic briefly, thinking about Faith and a bunch of goths, then amusement, then thinking... "How do you spot them? I mean, vampires, not goths, obviously..."

"I get this feelin'. Hairs on the back of the neck and all that. Sometimes it's way obvious from just lookin'. *shrugs* Maybe its a Slayer thing, but always sorta felt who was dangerous, even as a kid, although it wasn't vamps back then, just people."

Casey nods. "Fair enough. Must finish my laser thing."

Pausing for a bit, she reaches out and grabs Casey's shirt front with her right hand. Her muscles tense...

Casey sort of freezes.

Faith holds on, but eventually, blinking, suddenly and lets go. She mutters something "...times. Er, sorry."

Casey leans forward into Faith's line of sight - "You 'k?"

"Yeah, I guess." She takes a deep breath. "I'm just... you know, wacky old me." shrugging and smiling. "Didnt you have classes to goto or somethin' Einstein?"

"Yeah, have to go and work out how to collapse social structures. Dood. Leet. All that shit." Casey gets up and dusts his hands off, looking off into the distance. "Um, what're you doin' later?"

Faith drops onto the grass. "Huh? Probably training with her Jaydeness." She shrugs, apathetically, "Maybe patroling. Maybe a club." She shrugs again before putting on the fake perky voice "It's just go go go down at club Faith."

"Buy ya an ice cream?"

"Man, are you orally fixated or what?" She smiles and flips to her feet like some ninja in last nights movie. "An ex told me that once, so dont worry," she mutters a bit, "I havn't been schoolin' up on you or anythin'." Suddenly flipping into a extreamly disturbingly shudderful and effective mix of innocent and seductive she purrs "Sure, Daddy, I'd do annnnnnnny thing for an icecream."

Casey shudders. "Don't make me kill you. Figuratively."

Faith suddenly snaps back angrily "Hey, arn't you late for class, school boy?"

Casey looks at his watch. "Probably. I'll give you a ring or something when I finish up. Be good."

Faith just shrugs and Casey walks off.

Friday, ?:???m, somewhere.

Casey's story continues.

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