Guidance, so there.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death is In.

Her door is open.

There are cookies and tea, and comfy chairs.*

Comments

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor plops into a chair and takes a cup of tea.]

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::comes in, and takes a seat next to the Doctor::

Oooh, free food. I love this place. ::laughs, and takes some tea::

[youngest-sister.livejournal.com]

Hi. I GUEss it wORked?

[[occ: Hah! Great timing.]]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[gives Ash a Look (http://hclairezone.tripod.com/david/bp208.JPG)...and then stirs honey into his tea]

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::drinks his tea in one big chug::

Mmmmm, needs some more sugar. ::looks over at the Doctor::

Hey, you're the Doc, right? ::laugh:: Have any interesting shopping trips lately?

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Well, aren't you two an interesting combination.

*nibbles a scone, grinning - and dropping a sugar cube in her own mug.*

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Did you need me, sweetheart?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Hey, baby, I just dropped in to see how you were doing. If Doctor Perv here needs a shoulder to cry on, I can come back later... ::shrugs, scratching his manly chin::

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[glare] I'm fine, thanks. I just stopped by to see my friend.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::shrugs:: Hey, we're cool.

You know what, I don't even think we've properly introduced ourselves.

::offers his real hand to shake::

Ash Williams, Art Teacher.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He shakes Ash's hand once, dubiously.] The Doctor. Quantum Physics professor and Pervert At Large.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::laughs::

Good to see you got a sense of humor, Doc.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Sense of humour? We Time Lords do not have a sense of humour as far as I am aware of... I was trying more for biting wit.

[sips tea] How do you know the lovely Death, Mr Williams? [smiles slightly at Death]

((Yes, the mun just wanted to quote Men in Black...))

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Well, Ms. Death here says I've been to her realm a couple times, but I've only been their once, as far as I know. Well, I guess it was two trips in one night, if you catch my drift. ::laugh::

::looks over at Death, and shrugs::

Sorry baby, didn't mean to brag or anything.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death's grinning.

She could be grinning at a million things at once, but regularly, things just make her smile.*

Ash has an unfortunate history with necromancy, Doctor. Very unfortunate -- often a result of my own negligence.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[dryly] I can only imagine. [He decides not to mention the fact that he's been dead-ish nine times now...]

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you can, my dear.

*The smile now relies a knowing hint.*

More tea, Ash?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Naw, I'm good.

::grabs a cookie::

So, how 'bout you, Doc?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Oh, Death and I have known each other for quite a long time. [long gulp] We met quite a while ago--eight centuries or so?

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Centuries, huh? You do that whole time-travel thing too? ::nibbles on cookie::

I know I did. Met King Arthur and everything. ::nibble::

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death actually giggles a little.*

Does he ever.

And I don't think he was a king yet, just a lord. After all, the histories of the area state some pretty strange things.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::shrug::

Whatever you say, baby. I'm not big on the history books.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige walks in, she's not sure exactly what to tell Death, but she's sure she needs guidance in a few different areas at the moment

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

'Do I time travel?' Probably the understatement of the year...

History is...overrated.

[youngest-sister.livejournal.com]

um, yEs. um.

*fidgets*

Do wE haVe pareNts? I thInk that we dON't, but maYbe I FOrgOt?

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige smiles briefly at The Doctor as she walks in

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death's smile softens, and she reaches out to squeeze her sister's shoulder.*

No, honey. We don't.

Morpheus and I are here, if you need someone for Parents' Weekend.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*In turn, Death looks up, smile on her face still.*

Cookies, tea, conversation?

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

And, as it were, often wrong.

After all, you should both be mentioned in history books at least once or twice, yet I don't think either has happened.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige forces a smile, "conversation, please." She looks down at the floor. "I messed up real bad"

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death doesn't hesitate to beckon at a chair.*

Well, do tell all. Getting it off your chest quickly is the best way.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige takes a deep breath

"I cast a spell which made me forget about my boyfriend, who you probably know cos strictly speaking he died about six hundred sounds ago, I kissed another guy cos I thought I was single and I'm scared he's gonna leave me when he finds out. And I think I might be part dead because someone said I was part whitelighter who are like angels so they're all dead. You'd know about that right?"

She takes another deep breath, "what should we deal with first?"

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

My dear, a child of the dead is still of the living. I promise this, Miss Matthews. You have always been lively.

*She stops, takes a sip of hot tea, and clears her throat.*

Now.

Why did you cast this spell on yourself? Or was it an accident?

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige bites her lip, "I did it on purpose so I wouldn't think about Geoff as much. I've been so sad since he left and it seemed like a good idea at the time, but it sort of back fired and I forgot him completely, it was only for about 24 hours, but... I fucked up big time and if he leaves me I don't know what I'll do."

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Evidently, dear, it's something that didn't work as expected, and ... oh, do you mean Mr Chaucer?

*She does know everyone, after all.*

I believe he will understand, if you explain. It is the kissed party, however, who may be harboring emotions of feeling used and manipulated. Explaining to this fellow may be more of a challenge, I fear.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige nods, "Yes Geoff Chaucer, I figured you'd probably met him, when he... well you know?" She bites her lip trying not to think about Geoff's death

"And I've already spoken to the other guy he understands, we're ok."

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, dear -- we met at his birth, the same way you and I met when you were born.

I'm lord over the creation of life as well as the end of it, so to speak.

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige nods, "Oh ok, I didn't know that."

She takes a deep breath, "He-he has died though hasn't he? Strictly speaking I mean, I know he's here and very much alive, but we're outside of time and space at Fandom aren't we?"

Paige has no idea why she's asking these questions, but she thinks the answers might put her mind to rest.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

I made it into one book... ::grumble::

So, baby, glad to see you're fine and dandy, and nice to see you, Doc... but I got a promise to keep. See you losers later. ::laughs, stands, and leaves::

Willow peeks into Death's office

[studentwillow.livejournal.com]

Hi, is this Guidance?

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Yes, and ... well. Yes again.

*Doesn't bother Death, any. Quite simple questions, those are.*

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige nods, "I do know he died a long time ago but well at least he's alive here, with me now."

She stands up feeling much happier so some reason, "Thanks Death"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara knocks on Death's door.

"I know I'm not a student, but... I've got some things I really need to talk about. Do you mind?"

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

Certainly is. Come in, dear.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

*Death smiles, beckoning inward.*

Of course I don't mind.

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara takes a seat, crossing her ankles and wringing her hands slightly.

[trulydeath.livejournal.com]

So, *she says, expression and voice calm,* what's wrong, Miss Maclay?

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Um, there's actually a few things. But I guess the first one is-" she draws down the collar of her blouse to show a shiny pink scar, about the size of a quarter, over her left breast. "I have some unresolved issues about my death." She winces, awaiting judgement.

[studentwillow.livejournal.com]

Willow enters the room with some trepidation.

"Wow. I didn't expect Death to be so... nice."