5th Dusting

[makeitquick]

[Voice]

Hey, Azusa - ...Or anyone, I guess. Gonna risk beer. Want in?

[SO CLASSY, MEL.]

[Action]

[And then, as promised, you might see one Melaka Fray at good spirits... risking beer, as it was. Which is indeed a risk - the spirits they used in Haddyn were different than this and she's not familiar with normal, natural-ish ingredients. She'll only have a little, but that's enough to make her feel quite warm and quite silly. So you might catch her there, with her beer or with a cola in the downtime... or you might catch her outside on this night as she tries to cool herself down.

Once again, the duel with Harth was inconclusive. And she still doesn't know where he is. Where could he actually be hiding? It's obnoxious. ...and then, with a surprise, she finds that she can see her breath as a foggy thing in the night air. She actually starts at that, not expecting it. Weird. So weird.

Oh, and she has her weapons on her through this, of course - blaster, stake, and a sword which she mercifully puts on the counter in the bar itself]

Comments

[herotypical]

It's skating. On ice. Like -- ice is slippery? It's...maybe it's something you just need to see, come the winter.

[makeitquick]

Prob. [...Man, she'll still be here then, won't she? Weird thought]

[herotypical]

If we're lucky, someone'll cobble together another ice rink.

[makeitquick]

Can't make one yourself?

[herotypical]

It's always better when it's a gift.

[ fingers wrap around the heavy gold-and-jade ring kept on a chain around her neck. ]

[makeitquick]

[pash.]

Give you that, Summers.

[herotypical]

So what did you do for fun, back home?

[makeitquick]

Stomp around my town. Explore Versi, hit the diners, that sorta stuff.

[herotypical]

...Were any of the diners good?

[makeitquick]

Not the point. [Sip] ...I miss it. Smell, height, shade. this place doesn't look a thing like it.

[herotypical]

It's not much like Sunnydale either, to be honest.

[makeitquick]

Dunno how you do it then.

[Sip]

[herotypical]

...By being here over two years. Well -- that and Sunnydale doesn't even exist anymore, back where I'm from. I've got the headquarters in Scotland but it's...it's not home.

[makeitquick]

Doesn't exist? How's that?

[herotypical]

...Ka-boom'd. Exploded. Turned into a crater. Probably still is crater even by your time.

[makeitquick]

[...]

Lotta craters in my time.

[herotypical]

This one'd be out in California. But -- God, I guess it doesn't matter. The town's gone. I'm holding onto it too much.

[makeitquick]

[...]

If you say so, Summers.