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]

The bar's a little more suited to a liquid diet but...but, hey? I have all the fixings for sandwiches at home and I have it on a semi-trustworthy authority that I can't mess those up too badly. If you're game.

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[makeitquick]

Home cooking? [...Wow uh. she flatters a moment and then nods]

Yeah, I'm game.

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[herotypical]

Oh, I wouldn't go so far as to call it cooking. What with the it mostly just being cold things put on bread. It's not even hardly a science. But...hey, whatever slices your loaf.

[ and buffy pushes up from the table. ]

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[makeitquick]

[Mel does much the same, falling into pace behind the woman. She's shorter, but older... and more importantly, she's done this calling longer. She's a Slayer. Probably a more real Slayer than she can ever be. She's got a lot of think about, so she just makes a sound of confirmation]

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[herotypical]

...Found a place to live yet, Melaka?

[ slayer? sure. but also a new feather. ]

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[makeitquick]

Like I said, only been 'round a few hours. So... not just yet. [A beat] Actually, ended up barging in on some poor slack.

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[herotypical]

Post-sandwiching, we can set you up with an apartment.

[ how keen the older slayer is to take the younger under her, ahem, wing. ] How'd the slack take it?

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[makeitquick]

...Better than he shoulder, given what I ended up doing to his arm.

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[herotypical]

Oh, gee. Do I even want to know? Should I just ignore this? Plausible deniability, yadda yadda yadda?

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[makeitquick]

He's a radie or something - healed better than we would've.

[She shakes her head]

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[herotypical]

[ once upon a time buffy nearly decapitated this same fellow; oh, what irony! ]

Some folks're like that, here. It's like a zoo for superheroes.

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[makeitquick]

Completely skew. Just glad he was though - would've been a toy of a first impression.

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[herotypical]

Sorry...toy?

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[makeitquick]

"Toy?"

You know, like... not a good thing.

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[herotypical]

...Pretty sure that toys are traditionally very good things. Exhibit A? Christmas.

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[makeitquick]

Dunno what that is.

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[herotypical]

Wait. Wait wait wait. [ buffy slows down by the door. ]

You're telling me that the future doesn't have Christmas?

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[makeitquick]

[Uh...]

Haddyn doesn't, anyway.

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[herotypical]

Please tell me that you at least get Halloween. A Slayer needs her one night off.

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[makeitquick]

[Um.

Clearly doesn't ring a bell either]

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[herotypical]

...The future is Hell.

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[makeitquick]

...Give us some credit. If the diaries don't spin things, we've go less magics and demons.

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[herotypical]

...But none of the cool holidays. What about St. Patrick's?

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[makeitquick]

Nope.

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[herotypical]

...Okay, so? Prepare for loads of culture shock. The next big something'll be Thanksgiving. Good for Holidays 101, I think.