1st Dusting

[makeitquick]

[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]

Comments

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[herotypical]

[ she taps her fingers anxiously on the table-top, sitting in the booth's far corner. ]

Well. This is pickle. A weird pickle. Not necessarily a bad pickle -- I mean, the dill ones are pretty delicious.

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[makeitquick]

I'm a pickle now?

[She says this with a little amused scoff. Trying to pull something of note out of this situation]

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[herotypical]

You're a...

[ a deep breath. never mind what melaka is. ] You mentioned lurks, Melaka. What were you talking about?

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[makeitquick]

Lurks. S'what we call "vampires" in my time. Turns out... the whole "killing all the monsters" didn't work out perfectly. Thing is, I didn't even know they were called "vampires" until I was told.

[She wonders why she's so open. Maybe it's because something feels oddly familiar about this woman]

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[herotypical]

Lurks, huh? I like it. Simple. Elegant in a dark and creepy kind of way. It fits.

[ tap tap tap. ]

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[makeitquick]

I thought so too.

[...Awkward]

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[herotypical]

I just...I don't get it. There were hundreds of us, back home. New Slayers -- a new era. And then we all just dry up?

[ she bites her lower lip. ] The Organization. Gone? God.

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[makeitquick]

[...Hundreds]

No. In my day we only have one. [Half, she thinks to herself]

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[herotypical]

Mmhm. When I started, there was only one. Me. I've done the only one thing. [ and the only two thing. and then the leading the sisterhood thing. ]

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[makeitquick]

Lucky you, getting so much backup.

[She says this lightly. Is she jealous? She doesn't know, she's too shellshocked]

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[herotypical]

...Seven years too late.

Melaka, if the line was defunct for -- two hundred, was it, years? Then how were you activated. When one Slayer dies, the next one's called. We tripped that line up. So what kind of pickle are you?

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[makeitquick]

[She has thought about this, sometimes - mostly since she found the Watcher Diaries. Since she could read about all the Slayers of the past: the Boxer Rebellion, Old 'Merica, Ancient Europe, the Battle of Starbucks. And the only conclusion she's been able to reach]

...The sort of pickle activated just in time to fight a war.

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[herotypical]

...Jeez. [ a shake of her head. ]

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[makeitquick]

[...Okay she can't help but be curious]

So you had... a Watcher, right?

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[herotypical]

[ o-oh, what a charged subject. ]

I've been through two. I had two. One, and then he died. And then another and he...

[ he's going to die. ] He's here. He'll wanna meet you.

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[makeitquick]

[She nods. She's wary. She had two very, very different impressions of Watchers by now. One one hand, the psycho who lit himself on fire. On the other... she owes all she knows about the Slayer line to the Watchers and their records. That said, she doesn't know what to comment with next, so she just shifts in her seat]

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[herotypical]

But I should be straight with you. He's not -- he's more ex than Watcher. The Council...it's been kinda disassembled, in my time. Are you telling me they're back, in yours?

[ because that's worrying. ]

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[makeitquick]

If you count insane fanatics as "back," maybe.

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[herotypical]

...They were almost always bastards.

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[makeitquick]

Only one I ever met didn't leave me the best impression.

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[herotypical]

Funny. There's only one I ever met who did.

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[makeitquick]

Meant I've only met one, period. [A pause, and she shakes her head] I've read some... diaries though. From your time, and before.

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[herotypical]

From my time? Which ones, from my time? [ about her, she wondered?

but there are other things she wants to know -- but those can wait. ] I read though plenty of the diaries, years ago.

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[makeitquick]

Never heard the name "Buffy" before, so I'm going to venture a guess it wasn't yours'

[Or maybe it was. She hasn't read them all yet, after all]

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[herotypical]

What about Giles? Rupert Giles?

[ a little more insistent. ]