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[oneofthelost]

Okay. If this book isn't lying to me? There are a few things I'm going to need. Things I needed yesterday.

Necessary supplies:
housing
clothes
food
bow and arrows
therapist

Anyone got any leads on these things?

Thanks.

[A few moments' pause, then:]

My name's Alex, by the way.


[Okay, so Alex isn't quite as calm, cool, and collected as the writing would make it seem. That's why she wrote in the first place, rather than trying to talk.

She's somewhere very cold and dark and doesn't know where she is, but she found this Journal and read it because... Well. Books with her name written on them don't happen every day. She knows it's daylight out wherever the sky can be seen, but that doesn't really give her much of a time frame to go on.

So, basic idea of Luceti, down. The rest? Is taking its time to settle. She'll have a proper freak out later, when she knows it's not a matter of life and death. For now, she's focusing on just breathing. And really hoping for that therapist.]


(Alex appeared in the tunnel, just before it goes under the mountains. She'll have some work figuring out where she is, but someone who wants to help her out would be great!)

Comments

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[herotypical]

The whole town did, actually. The second time. The first time? I was a student and it was definitely just the school.

I lived in a volatile neighbourhood. [ a little lamely. ]

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[oneofthelost]

Wow. That... sounds pretty intense. So, this place... probably a cake walk, huh?

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[herotypical]

That, Alex, depends entirely upon the day.

[ but -- on the whole? yeah. sunnydale had been a harder gig. at least luceti afforded a girl some naptime. ]

Today, for example? Pretty alright. For me, at least. It can't be such a cake-walk for yourself.

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[oneofthelost]

Pretty weird for me, yeah. But I've never dealt with exploding schools.

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[herotypical]

To be fair, I didn't really deal with the aftermath. I just -- kinda -- evacuated.

[ the second time, she evacuated bu jumping rooftops and chasing a bus of survivors.

the first? well -- she caused it. ]

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[oneofthelost]

Can't imagine that sort of thing. I wouldn't even know how to start dealing with that sort of thing.

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[herotypical]

Mostly? You run.

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[oneofthelost]

Sounds like good advice to me.

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[herotypical]

So -- [ she keeps on talking as they continue down the trail ] -- where are you from?

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[oneofthelost]

Delaware. Middletown, specifically. [No way is she getting into the whole mess about living in one area, spending years in a hospital elsewhere, then moving. Far as matters here? It's just Delaware.]

What about you?

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[herotypical]

California, originally. [ likely -- now that it's been said, the logic is obvious. buffy always did look and act and speak like a californian. quintessential valley girl.

only not. ]

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[oneofthelost]

That sounds fun.

Why'd you move? [Since the word "originally" was said.]

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[herotypical]

Oh? A curious cocktail of the aforementioned explosion and a new work situation popping up in Scotland, of all places. But I wasn't there for long. Maybe a year and a bit before I ended up here instead.

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[oneofthelost]

Scotland? That's amazing. [She grins, thoroughly distracted by that idea.] I have a friend who lives in England. I'm... probably going to get to visit him soon. But to work in Scotland! That sounds amazing.

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[herotypical]

Trust me, it's not all accents and kilts. There's a serious lack of good food. Except, of course, for the chocolate.

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[oneofthelost]

[Like a typical teenager who is not thinking of ancient vampires who reside there, Alex grins.]

But there are the accents.

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[herotypical]

Close your eyes and you can almost imagine yourself in a sea of Ewan McGregors.

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[oneofthelost]

I've got a good imagination!

[She laughs.

It's easier to talk about this than to process what she's aware is probably still shock.]

So. The guys here.

What are some of them like?

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[herotypical]

Hmm. There's one who looks just like a scruffy, bohemian Johnny Depp. [ a small smile. ] But you can't have him; he's mine.

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[oneofthelost]

Have to start with the taken one, don't you? [But it's purely kidding.]

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[herotypical]

A girl's gotta stake her claim. Sometimes literally.

I do know this one guy. A bit on the ordinary side but in one of those extraordinary ways.

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[oneofthelost]

[Alex grins.]

Guess I see the logic in that. Making sure the taken ones are known and marked off quick.