Okay, there wasn't any real reason for Kennedy to have office hours today, with the summer term being over and her not teaching in the fall. So technically that wasn't what she was doing here ( Read more... )

Her favorite pair of boots had taken a vicious slash from a Gatbar demon's spikes last night, and because A) most of her wardrobe had already been shipped out and B) between packing and patrolling she was too frazzled to notice, Kennedy had worn them today anyway ( Read more... )

Kennedy wasn't entirely over the other week, but hardly being the type to keep her mouth shut she wasn't really repressing anything, either, so there was a general trend of improvement going on. It actually helped that she hadn't really had time to brood about it, either; in between a sudden flareup of demon activity around Manhattan in the last ( Read more... )

Kennedy was admittedly a little bit less than thrilled about being on the island today, though she was feeling better than she had on Sunday. Granted, this had involved an all-night talk (please, like she ever really repressed things for long) and some crying herself to sleep. First time for everything. Also helpful? Calling Faith and getting a ( Read more... )

Last week's unexpected demony crisis had turned into a little bit of an international adventure. The upshot of this was that it looked like Kennedy's projected life after this summer was beginning to take shape, and it wasn't necessarily the shape she'd expected it to. She was okay with that, though; if she hadn't been, she'd be looking through ( Read more... )

Kennedy was fairly distracted today, and spending a lot of time on the phone with her feet up on the desk and a slight frown of concentration on her face, the occasional soft thunk of a dart into the dartboard the only thing punctuating her side of the conversation ( Read more... )

It'd been quiet patrol-wise since Kennedy got back from Pylea. It'd stayed that way, which was the part that was a little bit weird, but Kennedy actually didn't mind. It meant there was more time to work on other things, like training exercises for some of the girls. (And it was helping, okay, not 'butting in,' thank you very much, certain ( Read more... )

In a turn of events that would shock absolutely no one who knew her, Kennedy had not exactly devoted a whole lot of thought to putting together a final, or something like a final-- not before getting to her office today, anyway ( Read more... )

It had been a really quiet kind of week, at least when it came to her not-day job, and the most Kennedy had gotten to contribute to the whole evil-fighting cause in the past few days had been a quick trip to Rhode Island to track down a newly-located Slayer. That hadn't gone so well (in Kennedy's opinion) since the girl wasn't interested in the ( Read more... )

A very long patrol last night (what started out as an ordinary night of vamp-dusting ended up in breaking up a demon-raising ritual, as you do) had gotten Kennedy home at about 4 AM. She'd barely collapsed into bed after a shower when someone decided it would be funny to trip the fire alarm in the building, and was still been so keyed up (not like ( Read more... )