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$37 it's four in the afternoon do you know where your Magick Box II owner is?

[Anya has closed the Magick Box II early. Way early. She's been in Caritas for the last three hours drinking. She's drinking her pain. She has a lot of pain. So here at four in the afternoon she's sort of tipsy fun and going back up to the stage to sing again. She's already sang Air Supply's Lost That Loving Feeling and now she's going for something to try and get her to feel better... she'll fail of course]

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand!!
[points to the light crowd of people] No promises, no demands...

[big breath in] Love is a battlefield...

[really loud]We are strong!!

[another breath and a bit slurred altogether] no-one-can-tell's-were-wrong..

[mumbled a bit until she gets to the line she knows and again it's soft] Love is a battlefield...

[ooc: drop in on her at Caritas, talk to her through the journal when she sits down at her booth again ~ whichever!]

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[Oh boy, he's had some bad tunes, but these ones...yewouch! But Lorne is a good friend, so he's listening sympathetically and making sure Anya has a lot of booze to keep her going. He'll watch out for signs of liver damage]

[despite Anya's tipsy state she still can carry a tune, it's just sad that she's opted to carry this particular one, she sees Lorne and waves tossing him a wink too]

There's no way [quick breath] this will die!

[and she grabs the mic cause dramatic] But if we get much closer, I could lose control

Edited 2009-05-04 21:25 (UTC)

[He's hooping she's not going to fall off the stage and damage herself. He's pretty sure the sanctuary spell doesn't stop that kind of thing. He gives her an encouraging smile, raising his drink in her direction]

[oh she's in pain Lorne!! She's hurrrrrting and drinking and singing and being paid attention to is all that's holding her together between this embarrassing display and sobbing uncontrollably. So she just keeps singing]

No promises, no demands.... [and pauses] because the castle takes it away from you anyway!! [adds her own little thing in there with a nod]

[And he knows it, damn it suck being an empath sometimes. She's going to get a big hug later, probably one of many. He gives a little clap for her brilliant piece of improv]

[Lorne she was going to have a happily ever after which usually doesn't happen when you die, and now she just feels like this place should've let her die, and she stops singing (for now) and moves to sit back at her booth slouching down and holding her drink]

[Aww Anya, he comes over with another drink for her, this one cleverly watered down because he thinks he's had a liiiiitle bit too much]

Hey, Peaches.

[happened to be wandering around and managed to stumble across this place, just in time to hear her beautiful song. Or you know... at least hear her songs, and looks kind of amused]

[said mostly to himself]

The wonders of drunken karaoke.

[oh hai new person that showed up in the midst of her song! You must've been lured here by the song of a siren!! So Anya waves]

We are strong, no one can tell us were wrong - [and stops singing to address this person] You wouldn't tell me I was wrong would you? You new person you?

Edited 2009-05-04 21:39 (UTC)

[... Yeah, we'll go with that, waving back to be polite]

Who me? Never.

[yeah she's totally agreeing with you with her head nodding and has completely forgotten the rest of her song, I'm sure Lorne is thrilled and is heading over toward this new person, the path is a bit wobbly but she makes it YAY! and drags him over to sit at her booth]

I didn't think you seemed like a very demanding male. I'm Anya! [she beams and then sips at her drink which is mostly watered down and ice at this point] I've never met you before have I?

Definitely... not demanding. [well, this certainly wasn't what he was expecting from tonight] Not that I remember.

[Bela is worried about Anya. She feels for her, really, she couldn't imagine losing someone like that so suddenly -- not that she has anyone like that here, but that's besides the point. She knows that Anya's in pain, and she's concerned, so once she hears the drunken karaoke over the journal, she headed down to Caritas, and is now hanging back in the doorway, just wanting to make sure that she's alright.]

[OH! It's Bela!!! Anya is so happy to see her!! She rushes off stage -- only a slight stumble in there -- and hugs her]

Hi!!!! They have the best Sea Breezes here because they're Lorne's favorite and he's the best at making them!! Oh!! You have to come sing with me!!

[oh Bela, you're going to REGRET this as Anya is presently dragging you onto the stage with her]

[Oh no -- SING? Bela doesn't sing. Well, Bela doesn't make a habit of it. She hums along on occasion, but actual singing with lyrics? However, there's not much she can do other then look a little ambushed and hope that Anya actually picks a song she knows the words to. And well, try and talk her way out of it.]

Oh, Anya -- I think I should probably have a drink first --

A drink!!! [aaaand the Anya train is derailed and headed toward the bar with Bela in tow where the two of them end up at the bar with Anya all smiles and ordering another drink]

I'll take a Sea Breeze with one of those little umbrella things and Bela is going to have one to so that we can go sing.

[just lands next to her, waiting for the drink and hoping to God that a Winchester doesn't show up to mock her on this one. She had no problem trying to make a friend feel better, but really -- Dean didn't need any more ammunition.

Waits till the drink lands in front of her, before picking it up and taking a long sip.]

Are you -- having fun, sweetie?

[Anya glances to Bela with a slightly stunned 'are you serious' sort of look]

No? Xander left. He's gone. As in even if he shows up again by some miracle of whoever or whatever runs this place he won't be him again. I'll have to go through it all over again and I might not even do things the right way so he wants to marry me.

This isn't fun at all!

So I'm drinking. And singing. And trying really hard not to cry. Which also isn't fun.

[and the sympathetic!Bela face. She should have figured that would be the answer, but she was wondering if maybe she had reached the point where she had stopped worrying about Xander. Apparently she was wrong.]

Maybe a good cry would be good, love. You might feel better.

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