voice & action ✪ now with added filtery goodness
[ buffy has been running on autopilot. smile at the right times, nod in the right moments. make the appropriately inappropriate remarks about over-sugared coffees and pop music at all the wrong times in just the right ways. it isn't hard to do once she sets her mind to it; after all, she had done it in sunnydale for seven years.
since she's behaving as if everything is a-okay, she might as well get some pencil-pushing done: ]
So...some of you maybe don't know this -- it's been kinda in a slump, lately. Totally my fault. But we have a little combat training collective, here in Luceti. It used to be run by two of us and now there's just me. It's been just me for a while and that isn't really working out so well and...oh, maybe I should be accepting applications for a co-coordinator? Would anyone be interested? Preferably someone organized. Organized and good at, y'know, breaking things. With your fists. Or other things that aren't fists. I'm not trying to be exclusive, here.
[ a deep breath. ] If anyone's got some experience running admin on this kind of thing, let me know. And then we can get the whole operation off the ground again. Together.
[ with that done, she moves onto other business. some of it social and some of it not-so-social. ]
[ to those who would expect to be invited to a party for the engaged couple: ] So! Sokka and Suki are getting married. Eventually. I want to throw them a little celebratory engagement bash out on the beach. It's just about getting almost warm enough, on some days. I'm picturing casual and friendly and...maybe a potluck? Talk to me, people.
[ her cheery disposition tanks straight into professionalism with this final filtered message: ] Giles mentioned that you might be able to help me out with a delicate situation. Can we meet up?
[ OTHERWISE, you are welcome to run into her on a regularly scheduled patrol that evening. housemates are welcome to action-it-up at home at any point, too. ]
since she's behaving as if everything is a-okay, she might as well get some pencil-pushing done: ]
So...some of you maybe don't know this -- it's been kinda in a slump, lately. Totally my fault. But we have a little combat training collective, here in Luceti. It used to be run by two of us and now there's just me. It's been just me for a while and that isn't really working out so well and...oh, maybe I should be accepting applications for a co-coordinator? Would anyone be interested? Preferably someone organized. Organized and good at, y'know, breaking things. With your fists. Or other things that aren't fists. I'm not trying to be exclusive, here.
[ a deep breath. ] If anyone's got some experience running admin on this kind of thing, let me know. And then we can get the whole operation off the ground again. Together.
[ with that done, she moves onto other business. some of it social and some of it not-so-social. ]
[ to those who would expect to be invited to a party for the engaged couple: ] So! Sokka and Suki are getting married. Eventually. I want to throw them a little celebratory engagement bash out on the beach. It's just about getting almost warm enough, on some days. I'm picturing casual and friendly and...maybe a potluck? Talk to me, people.
[ her cheery disposition tanks straight into professionalism with this final filtered message: ] Giles mentioned that you might be able to help me out with a delicate situation. Can we meet up?
[ OTHERWISE, you are welcome to run into her on a regularly scheduled patrol that evening. housemates are welcome to action-it-up at home at any point, too. ]