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[slaying]

[Buffy is out in her finest fall fashions, today. Bundled under one arm is a pile of flyers and she has a staple gun gainfully employed in her opposite hand. Any building that will allow her to work her PR skills will now be sporting a

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[moonlightoutlaw]

[... just looking at that sign. Frowning. Well, at least it's not in pink marker with hearts.]

Samurai Goroh... Samurai Goroh. It's not that hard. [Grumble, grumble. But Buffy is long gone by this point. He undoes all her hard work and pockets that flyer for later.

Speaking of later, he'll be at the bar. He doesn't notice her come in, but when she starts talking to her journal, he speaks up without turning around.]

A veteran now, eh?

[slaying]

More of one than you, at least.

[Her tone is light. Jaunty. This isn't a game of one-up-man-ship. At least, not a real one.]

[moonlightoutlaw]

Proud of that, are we?

[Everything is one-up-man-ship, Buffy. Everything.]

[slaying]

Of course. Just bursting.

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Turning around now.]

Important that all the new people know they can look up to you. Metaphorically.

[slaying]

[The height quip garners Goroh an eye-roll and a carefully suppressed smirk.]

I really gotta learn to stop letting these role-model gigs fall in my lap.

[Then, with an air of caution:] Doing well, Goroh? [In her experience, extending anything genuine to the man usually manages to blow up in her face. But she tries anyway. Persistent little Slayer.]

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Goroh is genuine all the time. Sometimes... scathingly so. And other times he makes up shit. Which is it this time?]

Of course not. It's another month here, moving my way towards a full year. Shit's as annoying as ever here and if tradition plays out like it used to, we'll have a bunch of annoying New Feather assholes all whiny about how they're stuck here. Or worse, declaring that they will be the person to get us home, after we all failed.

[slaying]

And they look at us like we're push-overs. Like we've chosen to just accept it.

[moonlightoutlaw]

Of course. After all, they saved the world back home. [Nevermind that half of the people in Luceti can lay claim to that.]

[slaying]

Sometimes they saved it seven times. Or more!

[Talking about herself in a mildly deprecating tone? Check.] But then again, some just like to lay claim to destroying the world--or various worlds--just as many times. [Hello, Goroh.]

[moonlightoutlaw]

Well, at least it's original.

[slaying]

And I'm sure it keeps you firmly in all the popular circles.

[moonlightoutlaw]

Just the ones I care about.

[slaying]

Sound enough strategy, I guess.

[moonlightoutlaw]

What about you? I'm sure you're Miss Popular, being such a well known veteran and all.

[slaying]

Some girl asked me if I was, in fact, the only Buffy in Luceti. I don't know if that's a good sign or a bad sign.