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[Cloud's outside, doing what he does best. Brooding.

He'll be out and around town after brooding in the hammock in front of House 50 for a while. Stop at your own risk.]

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[Buffy must have some sort of built-in brooding radar, because her eye lock onto Cloud as she walks by. Oh, the brood was strong with this one. She stops, and shades her eyes and watches for a moment. With a shrug, she decides to kick up one of those things called a conversation. After all, she was a pro at handling broodiness. At least, she thought she was.]

Now, a hammock. That's a fantabulous idea. I should look into getting one of those. From the of it it, it'd be the peachy-keeniest place to sit and get the serious thinking done. You have serious thinking face all over your...well, face.

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Hmmm. [Look at those people skills, aren't they amazing?]

[herotypical]

[Hey, even a sound of some sort is an improvement over some of interesting flavours of broody she's encountered in her time.]

I don't see what you're so long-faced about, considering the comfiness that must be that hammock, after all.

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[She gets a glance. ...have they met. Oh heck Cloud can't remember half the people he's talked to idly here.]

[herotypical]

[They haven't met; Buffy's just naturally this bold and abrasive.]

Another strong silent type, hmm?

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Looks like.

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Someone should speak to the regulation board about that--they have been giving out way too many licenses for taciturness in this place.

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[He promises he's not giving the silent treatment right now just to be cheeky.]

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[There might have been an eye roll, but Buffy still extends a hand out towards the hammock for a salutary shake.]

Let's try this again. I'm Buffy, and you are...?

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[...hm.

Well...Cloud's just brooding, so he's not looking to actually be a dick. Maybe if he indulges her she'll feel satisfied and wander off eventually. So he leans over and shakes her hand.]

Cloud.

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[Not that she's one to talk, but...]

That's a not-so-usual name..?

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[Let's see how many lies Cloud can come up with to answer that question. He's already told one; another route is necessary.]

My mom was into witchcraft. Picked that name because it's supposed to be lucky or something.

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[W-witchcraft? Her face bugs out, wide eyes and a slack jaw.]

You were raised by a wicca?

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...no. I was joking.

Cloud's not that weird a name where I'm from.

[herotypical]

Given the general trend of this place, I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess that place is somewhere decidedly not Earth?

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You'd be right.

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Was your place a good place?

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It was fine.

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Lucky you.

[She says with a smile.]

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Hm.

[herotypical]

[So this was clearly almost a productive as talking to a vending machine. At least the machine would be able to give her yummy yummy snacks.]

I know a guy you'd get on famously with. The two of you could just sit in a room and brood at each other. It'd be fab, I'm sure.

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I could just stay in my hammock and do that.

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Touche.

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[He glances over at her again, although the question is asked with a tone of the curious rather than the annoyed.] Are you bored?

[herotypical]

[Buffy considers the question,, and then nods with a small smile.]

Bored? You betcha. Bored, and loving it.