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Melaka Fray ([personal profile] makeitquick) wrote2011-09-04 01:53 pm

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]
herotypical: (listening intently)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-08 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Trouble? Oh, not trouble. Buffy Summers does not get in trouble. But he's a doctor, you see. Do no harm and all that.

[ she heads for the door. ] Besides, I can offer something a little more on-task than a kitchen knife.
herotypical: (angry >> that's not even a word)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-08 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
By the time we're done? You'll be the one spinning. [ a playful threat, if anything.

buffy stops by the living room on their way out and grabs two short swords. serviceable, not special. ]
herotypical: [ snarky ; angry ; pout ] (✝ our childhood then our youth)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-08 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ buffy leads melaka to the back yard -- a fair, wide expanse. it's visible from some of the other houses but she doesn't predict much misunderstanding from her neighbours.

she tosses one sword to the other slayer. ]
herotypical: (snark - cruel - umm ew?)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-08 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a quirk of her brow and she loosens up into a fairly comfortable stance.

come at me, sis. ]
herotypical: [ wtf ; angry ] (✝ shiver stop shivering)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-08 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ as easy as playing jump rope, buffy hops over the blade and arches her body into a precise little back-flip. no sooner was she back on her feet than she was rushing melaka with a wide swing, midsection right. buffy is holding back. she may believe that this girl is a slayer but it's been a very long while since she's fought another chosen. she needs to recall how to take the kid gloves off. ]
herotypical: [ happy ] (✝ la belle evangeline)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-09 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ buffy then employs a favourite tactic of hers. she takes the knock to the gut, grunting with pain as the hilt thuds against her solar plexus; however, this allows her to stay all that closer to melaka. she reaches out with her off-hand to haul melaka closer by the shoulder and head-buts her. ]
herotypical: [ snarky ; angry ; pout ] (✝ our childhood then our youth)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-09 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ damn straight, she reacts. buffy takes those two seconds and slips her short sword's blade up to melaka's throat. light, non-dangerous pressure. ]
herotypical: (angry >> that's not even a word)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-10 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ buffy ducks low to avoid that kick -- flashing melaka a quick glance when their eyes meet mid-maneuver...but then buffy is back and out of range and twisting her sword anxiously in her hands. she had considered knocking melaka's weapon out of reach but...she's not here to win this fight. she's here to prove her skills. so, almost graciously, she hand-signals the other slayer back to her blade. ]
herotypical: (} everybody knows the deal fell through)

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[personal profile] herotypical 2011-09-11 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ buffy bends backward to avoid that strike; her spine contorting with the effort. and then she drops to the ground and plants her palms and kicks out a sharp foot in an effort to trip her up. ]