Cordelia Chase

This is all about me! Me, me, me! Somewhere in an AU far, far away, the slayer awoke.... twitpl.us/fGgW

@BroodingDemon figured out & it wasn't fighting all kinds of squiggly, icky demons. I was going for trophy wife or international superstar.

@BroodingDemon Yeah, I guess. But all he does is use words like "chosen one" and "destiny" and stuff. I already had the whole destiny thing-

--starts to shuffle and Cordelia grabs the brunette by the arm] We should make like a tree and get out of here, like now-ish.

--even a sixteen year old cheerleader] God, what the hell is their problem? Do you think it's like a drug thing? Maybe PCP? [one of them--

--literally anyone else? Even Willow....or Xander!) Ugh, thanks or whatever. [getting back up to her feet more spryly than anyone should--

--Major eww. I'm sure someone in their sixties, or whatever, would think you're a total catch though.

--in this lifetime. I mean, I wouldn't even go out with Clooney and he's all handsome and rich and stuff. You're, like, squinty book guy. --

--with the pity party for today.] Um, what? Ugh, please don't tell me you're, like, trying to put the old guy moves on me. Sorry, but not--

--tear stained face. That's all she needed was for someone to see her crying today. She squares her shoulders bravely, deciding she's done--

@BroodingDemon --trying to figure out a way to give it back, or at least to someone else. Any ideas?

@BroodingDemon Since apparently some Powers, who by the way, didn't even bother to consult with me decided it would be a thing. I'm still--

--staining her cheeks.]

--[She mutters to herself, dropping her leather bag on the ground, followed by her person which ends up on the stairs, tears of frustration-

--reads actual books these days? She pushes the door to the library open with a huff, almost ripping it right off of its hinges.] Damn--

--she can't breathe, as she quickly makes her way to the nearest 'safe spot,' the library. Surely she'd find some respite there cause who--

--He looks like he's all but ready to get into one of their increasingly common verbal sparring matches, but she's done. She feels like--

--was annoying retorting with.] Just be more careful next time. You're liable to hurt someone, or get your gross cologne on them. Yuck. --

--has spilled from her purse, or at least everything she could see, brushed herself off and tried to tune out whatever the hell mocking-boy-

--He had done it deliberately she decided.] Ugh, you should watch where you're going, idiot. [Cordy quickly gathered up everything that--

--NERVE TO GLARE AT HER?! And it wasn't just any old loser, it was the biggest loser; Xander Harris. Ugh, as usual, this was all his fault.-