By poppler demand

[lucetimods]

Who: Are you in Luceti? You are? Okay, good. Then it includes you.
What: More Luceti Valley AU shenanigans
When: Today! Or other times, if you specify.
Where: Anywhere your heart desires~
Summary: Today the beasties arrive. And more of that dream business. Or just some more slice of life?
Rating: Intended for Immature Audiences Only

Comments

[slaying]

[ buffy is no stranger to visions or to dreams brimming with portents and intrusive suggestions about the nature of reality. back before her war-retirement and back before she became mrs. horner, she had experienced many more dreams -- particularly those that tipped her uncomfortably off about shifts. cryptically and disquietingly.

these are different dreams, though. they don't seem to point at what will be but instead to what was; however, that's impossible. there are things she has no recollection of living or experiencing or even wanting. but then there are others that she recalls wanting very much. how troubling.

she tries to down these and other troubling troubles in repelling some of these beasties. the warrior leaving behind her long, long absence from the field in order to protect the things she cares about. and when she's not fighting she's ruminating and worrying over other things. buffy has been inactive -- passive -- for too long. things have to change

[bookworldly]

[It's night time and Thursday is out walking. She is heading to Buffy's house, but her route is circuitous. With every step she builds the courage - or perhaps more accurately, the anger - to face her daughter in what will doubtless break down into a shouting match... or at the very least a battle fought with blades of sarcasm. Horner will be the battleground

[slaying]

[ it's monday night and buffy is -- oh, god -- she is all kinds of troubled. she is walking home after a patrol and is at first surprised to find her mother flattened against a wall near her home.

she stops, shoulders her sword and tilts her head. ] Mom?

[bookworldly]

Buffy! Shh!

[Thursday puts a quick finger to her lips and gestures around the corner. She's businesslike, serious. If it hadn't seen her yet... has it heard them now?

In whisper she warns, simply;]

Dog monster!

[And beckons Buffy closer.]

[slaying]

...What?

[ buffy does step closer -- into her mother's personal bubble of space and leaning in further so the two of them could whisper. ] What about a dog?

[crytearsofjoy]

[Shortly after Jack leaves for work that morning Winry catches Buffy in the house. Weird dreams aside, there's something odd going on.]

Hey, Mom?

[slaying]

Mmhm?

[ she looks up from her journal with a slightly troubled expression. ]

[crytearsofjoy]

You saw Dad this morning, didn't you?

[slaying]

I'm not sure I could have missed him.

[crytearsofjoy]

I think his new look is pretty hard to miss.

[slaying]

I know he can be kinda greedy but...that? That's not natural.

[crytearsofjoy]

Are you sure he hasn't been raiding the cabinets in the middle of the night?

[slaying]

Even still...wouldn't it be a little more, y'know, gradual? Maybe?

[crytearsofjoy]

He said it might be a shift, but I'm not sure I believe that.

[slaying]

If it's a Shift, then it looks like he might be the only one hit by it.

April 26th, evening

[noprevaricating]

[Some time after school is out but before dinner, Archie will knock on Buffy's door for an unannounced visit. He's carrying a pot with a lidded plastic dish stacked on top of it and looking...faintly disturbed. And glancing over his shoulder when she opens the door. Because those dogs he saw earlier looked flippin' scary, okay?]