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1st Dusting

[Voice]

[This voiced bit is made after this hapadash intro here. Getting to be around sunset now]

So, is this Slayer part two here, show up in some "other world?" Gotta say, this is totally toy if it is.

But hey, girl's gotta do, right? So any lurks out there, here I am. Come find me, I dare you.

[To be honest, she's not sure if she believes this is the case or not. She's just restless - to be out of Versi, to not be near Gates or Erin or her new flat with all the heritage she was just beginning to discover. To assume - or perhaps more accurately, pretend - that showing up in this weird wing-world is an extension of that whole deal.

If anyone wants an action portion instead, she's ~~wishing she had her scythe or blaster~~ hanging out around central plaza, on one of the shop roofs, watching people. At least she has on her own set of clothes by now]

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Thanks I...

[A sigh. No. This guy has been nice enough, she doesn't have too much reason to be suspicious. Isn't like her family's on the line or anything. Besides, like she said, she doesn't know a ton. Chances are, people here might be able to teacher her more]

-I don't mind a little pry. What I know is there's one Slayer a generation, fights all the evil things in the world. Me, I'm the first in two Cen. Guess evil took a break.

...Oh.

[ she slices off four hunks of bread. ] Well -- that? That's not an issue, here. We all eat like we can afford it, here.

[ or we all should, she thought. but there were exceptions and buffy seems to always find herself feeding those exceptions. ]

[She bites back other commentary. About how she doesn't need pity or her assurances of charity. But... those would be pointless right now. Instead she takes a sip to shut herself up, shifts in her chair, and leans over the counter]

I heard there isn't a coi to be found here.

[ the older slayer sets up an assembly line of sandwichery. four slices, laid out. slathered in butter. mayo. extra helpings of nearly every ingredient; buffy recognizes a slayer's appetite and knows how to provide for it. ]

We do things straight up Russian, here. Filthy, filthy Communists. Or that's how it's meant to be. It's not how it always works out. There's a kind of currency, sure. It's just not in bills or little pieces of metal.

The first in two centuries?

[That's insane. He has to wonder if this lady is from the future in that case. Or maybe Slayers existed a long time ago? Like in the 1800s?]

Wow, you-- you must feel pretty unlucky...

Space travel, contact with alien lifeforms, flying cars?

[Unlucky? Maybe? Lucky? Also a maybe. Truth be told, she never really gave it a lot of thought. But if you asked her now if you'd rather she wasn't... She makes a noise of exhale out of her nose]

Two cen, that's what I was told. But hey, I get to be super.

Two out of three. Two point five if you count demons.

Take it isn't creds either.

[That's how it is in the uppers. In the middle layer, sometimes you even get bills. In the warrens, well... metal pieces describes the show pretty well. But wow. That. Is a lot of food for one sitting.

Your home in the 80s.

Oh, so I guess that makes you kind of like The super hero of your world right? [If she's the first one in two centuries, he doubts there's many other protectors of Earth running around.] Heh. It sounds pretty exciting actually. It almost makes me wish I had special abilities like that.

[Shhhh. He ttly doesn't.]

...Hero. Yeah, guess I am. [She never thought about it much. "Hero" in her head always used to sound synonymous with Law. And Erin might be a Law, but a Law is the last thing she would ever be. But she had saved Versi. Possibly saved the world. And now, saving the world was her job, her life, her calling.

Hell, maybe she is a hero now.]

It is spled though. Hit harder than most any pump, jump higher than any radie, heal faster than anyone else. Now, if the lurks and other things could be just a bit less super I'd be good.

My home is the Versi warren. Nowhere near your 80s.

[Yeah, okay. He doesn't know what half of those even are.]

Ah, right. Vampires usually come with the generic super speed and strength combo.

[...]

Hey. Ever managed to fight Dracula? [He's of course mostly joking when he asks that. Not in a mocking way, but yeah. He wonders if he even exists in her world.]

What happened? Or do they tell you that?

Can't say I've met any by that name.

[...] Think he came up in the Watcher Diaries once or twice though.

Haddyn's a city district. Green's not a priority in our parts.

He's supposed to be a legendary vampire. One of the first if I'm not mistaken. But honestly vampires are only fantasy in my world. Fictional creatures featured in movies and novels.

It's not really a surprise that he might not be that big of a deal in your world. [He restrains the thought of asking about the diary too. He's really pried enough as it is.]

Hmn. So what year are you?

Along the far wall.

[...sigh.]

What kindsa things are you lookin' for?

A what?

If I'm interpreting that right? Then -- nope, no creds. Cred-free.

[ she saws the sandwiches into diagonal halves. ]

[She gives a look. Right now she's wary. She can think of a lot of prices - some much worse than others - so right now she just wants some degree of clarity]

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