[022 - accidental voice & visual]

[slaying]

[The recording snaps on with a clatter and at first the scene is hard to make out. An early rising sun and perhaps the rain-dampened rail of one of Luceti's bridges. The journal is clearly on the ground, staring up and catching just a fraction of Buffy's upper body and face as she speaks to someone or something out of sight.]

[The young woman's

Comments

[hippocraticly]

[McCoy isn't going to say anything, but know that he is not happy about this in the slightest.]

[silviteadvocate]

Buffy...? Oh, no.

[inabook]

[thesun_itburns]

Buffy! [And he'll be taking off to the door, going so far as to step out onto the porch (in the middle of the day) before his brain protests to his being outside. It's raining big time, so he's not exactly burning yet... He'll be heading out and collecting her journal before he goes back inside. It'll be on her bed when she returns.]

[Voiced]

[credit_to_team]

Comrade Buffy? Noooooooooo!