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[noshrimp]

[The camera is pretty close to Anya's face from the start. She pulls it out a little, trying to keep herself in frame. It's still daytime, thankfully, but Anya looks pretty pale and queasy, and the large bandage on her forehead certainly doesn't help.]

Whoever created this dimension, you didn't do a very good job. I can tell this isn't my reality, which is a novice mistake, really. Well. Unless this is a Hell dimension you summoned me to.

[She looks around, checking for anything vaguely hellish.]

It certainly doesn't seem like a Hell dimension. Not many Hell dimensions have baseball. And if you did summon me, in case you haven't heard, I've given up on the whole vengeance business. No vengeance at all. 100% vengeance free.

[She waits a few seconds more, hoping she'll just be taken away already.]

I know the Slayer, you know. Or- Well. I knew- It's complicated, and I'd rather not talk about- I also know witches! Powerful witches. Powerful, lesbian witches. So, send me back! Or I'll unleash their lesbian fury upon you.

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[noshrimp]

I know, which frankly makes your claim more ridiculous.

[bondsoflove]

Again. I'll prove it.

[noshrimp]

How?

[bondsoflove]

I can show you.

[noshrimp]

I'm not battling you, if that's what you're proposing.

[bondsoflove]

I'm not going to waste my strength trying to beat someone into believing it.

[He'd been thinking a light spar or demonstration, but stepping back, the conversation seems to be going in circles. Pointless.]

Never mind.

[noshrimp]

I probably wouldn't believe you anyway. I don't blame you for giving up.

[bondsoflove]

Ch.

[He cuts the feed.]