+ appointments

[strangelyliteral]

Please follow the format below:

- If it's a private journal ring: [ voice + date ] (i.e. [Voice - April 11])

- A private journal note: [ written + date ] -- of course, if it's just a note saying "lets meet here", it can progress to action quickly enough.

- A knock/planned meeting/continued thread/etc and so forth: [ action + date ]

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[Possession log: 5/26-6/1]

[strangelyliteral]

[For reference:

+ log thread
+ Rapunzel 5/26
+ Shikamaru 5/26 (done)]

[welnares]

[Continued from here.]

And this [ – he gestures around, to the tags – ] would be your first productive project in Luceti?

I thought it was odd that no had to pay, but everyone treats it in a way that it's starting to feel normal. Even though it's only been a few weeks . . . Isn't that interesting? Compared to everything else, it feels like this is something most of us can adjust to quickly.

[strangelyliteral]

What can I say? I hadn't been feeling the productive vibe until now. Apparently most folks in this town never get it at all.

[welnares]

Do you think they ever will?

[strangelyliteral]

Who knows? Right now they all make good test subjects because they just sit in here and let things happen to them. Well, okay, it's not exactly avoidable, but there has to be more to it than that, right? Than just waiting around, twiddling our thumbs, getting whatever we want with no effort involved that makes the payoff worth it?

[dissonates]

[Well, she can't that mad if she's changing the subject.]

That's right. I work afternoon shifts. [Well, mostly.]

[strangelyliteral]

And that's a service, right? One you're providing to other people, even though they don't give you anything but a headache in return?

[welnares]

When you put it that way, some of us are very tame, aren't we? But after years of nothing coming around to change the situation, they must be discouraged . . .

Well, as far as earning goes, there's C.J.

[ written - june 15th ]

[herotypical]

[ ...she spends days deciding whether to write at all. and when she sits down to write, she spends hours composing a message on a separate scrap of paper. long lines all about intention and guilt and the kind of gift anya gave not just andrew but the world, in one way or another.

each one is discarded. mostly, buffy wants to do nothing. she wants to wait for a chance encounter. she wants to do anything other than apologize. but years of living here has tempered some of her cruelty, and growing up has taught her a thing or two about taking responsibility. so: ]

We need to talk.

--B. SUMMERS

[ she ends up scribbling a simple note, not letting her wordiness get in her way. ]

[degleamed]

And...change is good. [ Yes, it was good. ] Um - can you feel that?

[strangelyliteral]

Is it the feeling of change?

[strangelyliteral]

It's not the same as having actual money. [Huff.] That's just like being teased with ... with ... some kind of food on a stick. Like in those cartoons.

[degleamed]

It's that...and something else. [ Something reassuring and calming. ] I guess I just have a good feeling about this idea.

[strangelyliteral]

You should feel good about it! Change is good. It's the money you get back if you have to spend or exchange a really large bill, which makes it better.

[welnares]

[That's an odd analogy he can get behind, though Oscar finds that he's more interested in the last mention. Visibly perking up in curiosity, he echos her:]

Cartoons?

[degleamed]

[ She chuckles. ] I see! Then...I hope I get lots of change.

[dissonates]

What's your point?

[And his customers aren't that bad...]

[strangelyliteral]

You know, on the television? They're like drawings that move, except they have voices and strange plots. Xander watched them all the time.

[strangelyliteral]

Now just think of how better you'd feel if you were compensated for those services. I mean, that way you wouldn't have your coworkers trying to get unsuspecting women to date you.

[strangelyliteral]

Good, because I think you deserve it. And we've only just met! I am Anya.

[ written - june 15th ]

[strangelyliteral]

[The note itself is unexpected, but for some time, all the ex-demon can do is stare down at the words in front of her in some disbelief. Talk? What did that even mean, coming from the Slayer?

By the time the words had appeared, it was all she could do to not fling the book across the room. She had only been studying it to read over certain sections in that guide - about death and dying and how dying didn't even matter here, and how crazy was that, and thinking over any and all information that Buffy had given her beforehand that she had absorbed and never quite understood.

What was plain as day was that she was on borrowed time - time that could just be snapped up right like that, with no notice, no memory of it -


Her pen scratches back - harsh. Unforgiving.]


I don't need anything. Especially not from you.

-- ANYA


[The word is underlined a few times.]

[welnares]

[Hm, hm. Xander, huh?]

I don't know what a television is. Maybe I can read about them? Anyway, wouldn't it be more appropriate to have strange plots for that sort of thing when we all live mundane lives? By comparison.

[degleamed]

And I'm Rapunzel. It's nice to meet you, Anya. [ She isn't sure why she was so nervous before. She's practically beaming now. It feels great. ]

[herotypical]

That's just it. [ oh, each letter is like a wound to write. ] I'm the one who needs something from you.

[strangelyliteral]

What do you possibly need from me? [Especially since Buffy is the one who told her she was basically useless.]