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Hoo, Luceti. You one and only [...sorry Azusa. This actually hurts way less than she thought it would, which makes her smile even broader.] warrens gal here.

[She's sitting atop a building in the setting sun. The journal is aimed at her side as he's sitting here on the ledge. In her hand she is spinning a tooth - the one she's holding is somewhat smaller than her forearm, so about the size of a typical dagger.]

In a bit've a broil. Got this tooth, and fig I oughta do something with it. Got some who told me to give it to meds, but don't wanna nuke it. Got any other thinks? Poss I won't get a thing, but might as well put 'em on the Grid.

[...Hah]

...Glad I got to go home. [A little contented sigh. She didn't get to stay, but even a day now that she can remember it makes all the difference in the world.]

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[The camera begins opening on her naval area. She has on a loose top despite it's finally getting warm enough for her to reasonably do so - as such, her middrift is exposed. And with it is exposed something she got this time last month. It's a very deliberate showing (and a message about being willing to talk she hope she doesn't have to say outright), and she then jerks it back up to her face. As usually, she has about four earrings in and the nose stud, but her wings are exposed due to a lack of coat. The silver clip on her left wing and the tattoo she has on that same shoulder are thus both plainly visible.

And her expression... well she's trying to make it less hard than it maybe tends to be. Still, given her subject matter, it's still severe]

Four rutting kidnappings on this book in the last three days. Anyone spot that? Had to. [exhale]

Need some carrier pigeons. [Maybe she should request that if/when she gets a new mission. Yes, definitely should.]

...Everyone new, I'm Melaka Fray. Slayer- call me if you needed someone to punch things.

[Okay, so she's restless. Sue her. Azusa isn't here and she swore she heard a vamp on there too a while back. she's eager to fight something right now] ...Got any other recs, I'll hear those too. [That's more for friends or. Whoever.] For stuff doing, I mean.

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[You know she almost, almost signed on for that one mission. A guard, surviving, she knew she could handle it. But then when she saw that "desert" thing. she has no idea what a desert is, so today she is at the library researching that, mostly because she really doesn't have much better to do today. She is clearly in a better mood though- all her earrings are in place (one of them she even thinks might be gold) and she she has a shiny nose stud in place. But... as she learns more and looks into these things more-

..Jesu.

She's gotten over being afraid of the sun (somewhat) in Luceti, mostly because of how dreary winter is, but that desert that... she flips open her journal]

Hey, Luceti. Talk to me 'bout the sun. Some of you got tales for it, right? Gotta.

[Feel free to answer her or see her in the library]

[So okay, earlier today, Melaka was on a ship. She said she'd sign up for it and she actually had a lot of fun touring around it, meeting people, and generally getting to know what was going on in the high seas. In any case, the point is that her spirits are much higher now than in December. So much so that when the makes it home and deals with Gates... she decides to finally try something she learned apparently is a check to see if people made it home she learned the other day.]

[Voice // Filtered to Harth (BROKEN)]

Hey, Harth- are... [it fails.] ...Hah. [She thought so.

She's not sure if she should feel empty or relieved. So about a month now, she knew this was going to be the case. She knew that Harth was gone. That's part of why she freaked out last month. But anyway, she now considers how she wants to spend her night? Patrol? No. Summers? Maybe, but not really. She considers... and for some reason her mind comes back to Azusa. She hasn't seen the other woman all day, but the idea of a beer with her sounds appealing right now. Well, she just made a filter, might as well make a another ones - last time she did it public, people commented on her after all]

[Voice // Filtered to Azusa (BROKEN)]

Azu, we gotta get a- [it fails.] ... Azu? C'mon, beer- [it fails.] ...Azu? [A pause. And she tries to flip through the journal to try to find that thing where he ping people. She's not there. Her voice actually sounds a bit scared] ...Azu? Azu, are you-? [It fails.

...It failed. She's... gone? She remembers the emotional reactions she's seen other people have. Buffy, when she was numb. That Cordelia woman just the other day. And during those times, she thought those people were just... silly. Because going home, that's the dream. she wants nothing more than to go home every single day she's here, there's no excepts. but right now, all that she knows is that most likely, she will never see Azusa Miura again. For some reason, she looks around her flat and sees some of the gifts she got some that woman. And... she... she's sad. She's really sad, for some reason. a lump is growing in her throat. Which is why this next part comes out throaty]

[Voice // Public]

...S-Summers. [F-fuck, she actually had her voice crack] ...Chief? Whoever. Let's get a beer.

[And even if Buffy refuses, she's going to be at the bar (Good Spirits, that is). she'll probably look silly because she'll be sitting next to a little stuffed dog as she nurses her... whatever. She doesn't even know what she's drinking. she doesn't even really care right now. The drinking isn't even a coping mechanism, not really. It's just that right now her body feels heavy and what she most wants to do (to be on a grab, to take something, to get in a fight) isn't incredibly possible here except in that stupid dome, which won't feel right and she knows it. ...Except maybe that Isaac guy? No, no. she's in a bad mood, she can't possibly focus for that sort of fight if he's at all what he talks like.

EDIT: for the broken filters feel free to assume any or all of that is public]

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[Out tonight. On roofs, over buildings, watching. Looking - it's gotten colder so now's in in a coat and all, but ... restless. Back from the mission on the second, slow to give Summers back the scythe. Slower still to calm down after all that fighting. Winged bastards. Her own wings twitch in the night air- she can still see her breath in the air too. Ridiculous. See her all over town tonight looking around for something that needs protecting or watching. A patrol, in other words.

This is complicated at about midnight. A bizarre feeling strikes her she can't pinpoint he origin of. A great sense of loneliness and need to belong. It's from that moment that she decide to first go to the item shop late at night - either breaking in or walking in depending on if it's open - and seeing if she can find some piercing studs. From there, to the Smithy - see if anyone's there, and if no one else (and given this late hour she doubts anyone is) admiring that's in the windows before shaking her head and walking back to her apartment. The next morning, this appears on the journals:]

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Anyone know if you can pierce these hokum wings? They heal it up or infect?