Appointments Post

[makeitquick]

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Melaka anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
Written, June 10th]

Comments

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

Summers, what do I look like to you?

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

A Slayer. [ a beat. ] Don't get me wrong. I know what it's like -- to be chomping at the bit for a good slay. It's in our systems, Melaka. I wouldn't blame you for wanting to.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

No, don't get me wrong. 'Fore I'm a Slayer, I'm a warrens gal, and I'm not one to take a hit, even for the good Captain, even on a lurk. 'Ticularly if I'm outta my scene.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

[ ordinarily she might retort that there is nothing above being a slayer but -- ah, the good captain. the allusion quietens her. ]

Still, like I said. Wouldn't blame you if you would. God -- I haven't dusted a thing in...[ she trails off to try and do the math since dusting andrew. no. not a nice memory. ]

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[And she nods. Amused, but... also... No. She should mention it]

So you got your lurk - turns out I got mine.

[ action; september 9th ] /doesn't regret this

[herotypical]

Oh. Please God, don't tell me that dating vamps has become some kind of actual Slayer thing by your time. I'll never live it down.

[ action; september 9th ] r o f l sobs

[makeitquick]

[WHAT. She turns now, her eyes wide. Not sure how she should react other than paling up and shock and.

DATING?]

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

...I'll take that as a no, then.

Nevermind.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

Toy - No, Summers, you can't rutting drop that! What?!

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

It's nothing! Really. Me and Angel had a thing. An ex-thing. In that we're exes. Major, big-time exes.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

But he's a lurk - their faces?!

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

...Aren't always like that.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[...Oh.

Oh right. Harth did say it used to be different. That conclusion plays out on her face and she sighs]

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

Anyway. Like I said -- ex. Now? Things are strictly professional.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

Uh... right. No dusting the glamy ex.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

...And yours?

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

Not as pretty. Didn't luck outta soul for him.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

Didn't think so. There were only ever two.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[Two. He's not unique. She chokes a bit]

...Harth. My Harth. He's here.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

...Your Harth?

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[She said it like that, didn't she? Maybe it's the slayer thing. She shifts, clearly uncomfortable]

I'm gonna dust him.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

...Who is he?

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[...]

My brother.

[ action; september 9th ]

[herotypical]

Oh.

[ a shake of her head; siblings? tough subject. ]

I'm so sorry.

[ action; september 9th ]

[makeitquick]

[No. She should be fair. She...]

...My twin brother. Lurk for four years now. Long enough to get stronger and badder.