[051] - voice & written & action

Aug 12, 2010 23:34

[Buffy is sitting just outside Community Building #2. Her back is against the wall and the journal is set against her knees.]

I miss California. Y'know, where it hardly ever rained raindrops, let alone big ugly monsters. [A slight pause and a tilt of her head.] Though, I guess they're not all ugly. But they are still all ticking the monster category.

[And as if this was the real reason for even bothering to open her journal at all:] Things are still pretty rough. Anyone need some extra hands? I tend to be pretty helpful in a pinch. [Then, rushed:] Oh--and, Albert? Can we have words?

[After her verbal messages, Buffy tags on a quickly written note. Scribbled, really. She has yet to learn that the person she is addressing doesn't exist. At least, they don't here. She may not learn for a long while, either.] Will--sorry I bailed on our "date". Kinda had a run-in with a nasty earthquake. Reschedule?

[She spends the first half of the evening sitting; her ever-trusty scythe is settled at her side. Post-midnight, you may also find her wandering a bit more close to the barracks. Keeping an eye out.]

!action, !voice

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