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[Anya is sitting behind the counter of the Magic Box, like she does most days. And she's going over one of the ledgers like she has been lately since Giles keeps making her double check everything. But she's still watching the patrons out of the corner of her eye.

If there's one thing Anya hates, it's people who loiter around and never buy anything. They are the leeches of Capitalist society, as far as she's concerned.]

If you don't want to be thrown out of the store, I highly recommend you actually purchase something.

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[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

I guess that makes sense. [She says very softly, and not at all like she means it.]

You know I'll come back from the dead just to kick his butt if he backs out now! Of course he means it.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

I hope so. I would hate to have to punish him if he pulled out on me.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

...Just checking, but you mean the regular punish-y Anya and not vengeance-y Anya, right?

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

Regular Anya, of course! Not in the vengeance business anymore, couldn't do it even if I wanted to, which I don't.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Sorry, sorry. Just...checking. There are lots of punish-y feelings this side too, if he makes the way of a chicken.

Oh oh oh! [She brushes some of her hair aside, looking more cheerful, however fleeting.] Could you tell Xander I miss him? And that I'm happy for you guys. If - if you remember when you wake up.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

Assuming I remember, I'll be sure to tell him. He might not believe me though. He'll just give me the same look he does whenever he thinks I've said something particularly strange.

[Awkward pause.]

It's nice to talk to you again, even if this is just a dream and you're probably just a figment of my imagination.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Come on, he'll believe it. This is the Hellmouth, Anya. What's more unbelievable than that? Besides, Willow will remember. She's all in her witchy way, and the knowing it's a dream and that I'm really me and-- this sentence is getting a little too run-on. But the point is she'll know.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

Well if she'll know then logically, I'll know when I wake up too. Or will she only know because she's a witch. That hardly seems fair.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, life isn't fair. [She may be channeling Giles or her mom for that one, but mostly she thinks Anya should just be glad she has a life to be unfair.] But if you don't remember it, Will .. will remind you. Was what I was getting at.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

[Anya's quiet for a moment. She's used to that kind of reaction from Giles and Willow a little more than Buffy.] Oh. That is true, I'm sure she would.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Yeah, so... either way, you'll know.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

That's good. I'll like knowing I got to talk to you again, even if it's sad we can only do so here.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Yeah... Sad. [She leans over to pull Anya into a hug, even though she feels a lot of awkward over it, it also just feels like the right sort of cozy thing to do.] ..Is this weird?

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

[Anya blinks a little in surprise before returning the hug in an awkward sort of way.] A little. But a good kind of weird. I think.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Okay. Good. [She squeezes Anya once before slowly pulling back.] Take care of yourself, okay? And say hi to Dawnie for me.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

I will. I'll say hi to everyone. Well, except Willow. She knows you're here, she can do that herself.

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Thank you. [She smiles, looking down at her shoes.]

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. That's what I'm supposed to be saying here, right?

[slayerpreferred.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You did good.