[036] - action, audio | mallynapped
[Occasionally, Buffy is alone. Not too often--because, hey, this engine runs on social butterfly fuel. But now and then there are moments between exploits where the Slayer is on her own. Today, it happens to be a captured moment in the room she shares with Captain Kirk. While she probably should have be on laundry duty, she finds herself caring for some of her nearest and dearest weaponry instead. Sharpening a few stakes. Polishing a few blades.
Really, she should have known better. Solitary folks were open-season for the Malnosso's drones. And even as she begins to realize what the clatter is all about, there's more method than panic.
She grabs her journal and shoves it open, even as she puts the bed between herself and her advancing captors. The sound of conflict and the hauntingly familiar notes of an abduction should be enough to clue the rest of the population in to her fate.
And if that wasn't enough:] What? Have I won the abduction lottery again? Jeez, yay me.
It's done almost as quickly as it began. Everything cutting off at the tip of her sarcasm. Anyone who investigates will find her weapon chest open and emptied over the floor, but no sign of her.]
Really, she should have known better. Solitary folks were open-season for the Malnosso's drones. And even as she begins to realize what the clatter is all about, there's more method than panic.
She grabs her journal and shoves it open, even as she puts the bed between herself and her advancing captors. The sound of conflict and the hauntingly familiar notes of an abduction should be enough to clue the rest of the population in to her fate.
And if that wasn't enough:] What? Have I won the abduction lottery again? Jeez, yay me.
It's done almost as quickly as it began. Everything cutting off at the tip of her sarcasm. Anyone who investigates will find her weapon chest open and emptied over the floor, but no sign of her.]