Pepper's dreams were usually a pretty wide range, from the very literal to things so far out there that they could have been plots for fantasy novels. "Literal. Huh." She wondered if she had been expecting something else, but found she wasn't sure. Maybe she thought he wouldn't dream at all.
She chuckled at the thought of Brian having that shouted at him by someone he didn't know. "If you ever do, you be sure to tell me how he reacts," she told him. At the thought of asking him why he found the MacBeth speech comforting, she paused, unsure if she wanted an answer. Immortality was something that she was still having trouble coming to grips with, and she figured she should ask when she felt less confused on the subject.
"Wouldn't you forget if you didn't do it that often?" she wondered aloud before smirking in spite of herself. "Oh, those three weren't the hard ones to keep up with. They knew better. It was the other ones, the taller, bigger ones that I had to deal with. Adam, Brian and Wensley sorta knew after Day One that fightin' with me would get them lots more hurt than fightin' with each other. So they stuck to beatin' each other mostly." The times they hadn't had been rather unfortunate for them.
Her mouth quirked anxiously, remembering that conversation with Adam. "Yeah, disconcertin'. And embarrassin'. I shoulda known better, but I think part a me just wanted to know if he could really do it." And then Pepper smacked Crowley lightly on the knee in warning, her mouth gaping wide open, scandalized but smiling nonetheless. "Don't you dare! That'd be one helluva thing to try an' explain if anyone heard you...." And had she been paying attention, she might have heard the front door open a bit earlier....
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Date: 2006-11-10 02:06 am (UTC)She chuckled at the thought of Brian having that shouted at him by someone he didn't know. "If you ever do, you be sure to tell me how he reacts," she told him. At the thought of asking him why he found the MacBeth speech comforting, she paused, unsure if she wanted an answer. Immortality was something that she was still having trouble coming to grips with, and she figured she should ask when she felt less confused on the subject.
"Wouldn't you forget if you didn't do it that often?" she wondered aloud before smirking in spite of herself. "Oh, those three weren't the hard ones to keep up with. They knew better. It was the other ones, the taller, bigger ones that I had to deal with. Adam, Brian and Wensley sorta knew after Day One that fightin' with me would get them lots more hurt than fightin' with each other. So they stuck to beatin' each other mostly." The times they hadn't had been rather unfortunate for them.
Her mouth quirked anxiously, remembering that conversation with Adam. "Yeah, disconcertin'. And embarrassin'. I shoulda known better, but I think part a me just wanted to know if he could really do it." And then Pepper smacked Crowley lightly on the knee in warning, her mouth gaping wide open, scandalized but smiling nonetheless. "Don't you dare! That'd be one helluva thing to try an' explain if anyone heard you...." And had she been paying attention, she might have heard the front door open a bit earlier....