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]

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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. ]

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[makeitquick]

...No. Not that I recall. Name reminds me a little of they guy Gates though.

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[herotypical]

...Maybe his diaries just never -- you know, things get lost. Over time.

[ how sad, though. how very sad. ]

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[makeitquick]

Could also be I just didn't grab it yet. Someone decided to leave me a big library of diaries. Read less than half so far.

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[herotypical]

...Some of them are hard to swallow.

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[makeitquick]

Yeah, things got pretty bad sometimes.

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[herotypical]

...Or all the time.

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[makeitquick]

Don't be a shifter, Summers, the convo's turned all circular.

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[herotypical]

Puh-lease. You're the one who talks funny.

[ ahaha. they're conversational soulmates. :| ]

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[makeitquick]

If you're showin' me what Old 'Merican sounds like, it's a wonder anyone got each other.

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[herotypical]

The word you're looking for is American. And it's not old. It's positively modern. The modernest.

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[makeitquick]

Hello? [She points a thumb at her face] 23rd century here?

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[herotypical]

...I live with a guy from the 23rd century and he does not talk like that.

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[makeitquick]

He's prob from the Uppers then. Or not from Haddyn at all.

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[herotypical]

Space, actually. Via Georgia.

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[makeitquick]

Space.

...Wow.

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[herotypical]

...Mmhm. Welcome to Luceti.

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[makeitquick]

[...Pfft. She snickers a brief moment, and then actually smiles]

Thanks for the welcome.

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[herotypical]

...If the future is anything like my present, then I at least have a little bit of good news for you. Here? Here's generally safer than home. [ a beat. ] But only barely.

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[makeitquick]

If the past's anything like the present, I'll still feel better when I got my scythe.