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This covers the last couple days or so... I'm a little behind on these.



Right, so Xander, Anya, Andrew and I are driving out to find Giles, but when I get out of the car, I end up just outside Milliways. Not exactly where I expected - or wanted - to be. Seriously. After all that stuff with Angel the other day, nope. Don't wanna be here. Might have to go talk to him or something. Later.

So, this lady - Isabel - comes up to me and starts talking to me; asking if I need help or whatever. Which, no, I'm fine - was fine. Still fine. But, she got all weird when I told her I was from Sunnydale. I found out why: crazy chic wants to go to Sunnydale with me. Is she nuts?

Apparently, the reason she wants to go: to meet her boyfriend's (Warren's) mom. I mean,
really. Sunnydale's about to freakin' explode and she wants to go there? Not to mention Buffy would kill me for doing something like that.

But, Isabel's an alien so she'll be fine. But that doesn't mean that people won't see her!

Whatever. Stupidly, I agree to take her to Sunnydale. But if she gets stuck, that's her problem, not mine.

We did talk a bit about Warren and how she met him and stuff. Oh, and I did tell her about Willow looking like Warren. Which is still really creepy.

I don't know what the thing with Willow is - why she looks like Warren all of a sudden (Willow doesn't either) - but it's very scary. She'll figure it out though. She's good at stuff like that.


Speaking of Warren - he asked me if I wanted a drink. I don't think he was hitting on me, because - girlfriend, but he's weird. Anyway... he gets me a screwdriver - ewwww. Orange juice is okay, but only for breakfast. So, he gets me whiskey instead - yay! Good stuff too. Better than Spike's.

He asked me about Janice and our Halloween exploits. He asked what I stole, I asked what he stole and somewhere in there, I let slip that Willow looks like Warren. Oops.

Cue: Confused and scared-looking Warren. He sputtered some random stuff - I don't remember what he said really. He threw me off when he said bad stuff about Spike. So, I had to know why he doesn't like Spike. And there was talk of sex and Anya and Buffy and Jonathan doing spells to look like other people and how it's bad for people to turn into Warren.

Everything after that is a big blank until I went upstairs and passed out. Very very bad idea to drink the whiskey. Very very bad.

**Note to self - do NOT tell Angel you got drunk!


*****


Yesterday, Ugh, hangover - why didn't anyone tell me that would happen? Oh, and the bowl of marbles - not a good hangover remedy. Trust me.

I met this girl with blue hair who looks a lot like Tara - with blue hair. She gave me water and asprin - I think it helped.

Her name is Echo. She was nice, but seemed a bit distracted at the end of our talk. Huh.

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I know, I know, it's been a while since I wrote in here, but come on, a lot has been going on... what with the research and the not-training. Yeah, that's right, I don't get to go on the training outtings anymore because, apparently, I'm not good enough or something. What? Like just because all these other girls showed up, I shouldn't learn how to fight? Like my neck's not on the line just because I'm not a "potential"? I'm the Slayer's freakin' sister! Angelus would think I was important. Although, that's probably not a good thing.

Whatever, here's the deal for the recent past...


Buffy has a cold, Spike has a broken chip and Giles has the wannabes out in the woods. Willow's apparently turned herself into Warren, which is really creepy and she and (I guess) Kennedy have gone out to find a way to fix it.

Buffy's looking for a way to help Spike fix the chip. I guess they're trying to find the old Initiative caves or something. Whatever. Spike seems to be the most important thing to Buffy anymore, so, whatever.

Anya, Xander, Andrew and I are driving out to this place in the desert where Giles has taken the wannabes for their hokey-pokey vision quest thing.

And if Andrew doesn't stop jabbing me in the arm while I'm trying to write, he's gonna lose a finger! Plus, I knew he was trying to read over my shoulder, maybe if he reads that, he'll stop.

badderthanyou: (Dawn-purple)
That was very strange. I ran away from Angel, ran through the door and ended up on the sidewalk outside the house. At least I didn't fall off the roof.

So, first - Angel's being a dork and locking himself in the cells because he's afraid he'll be Angelus again or something like that. How, exactly, does that work if he can't lose his soul while he's at Milliways? There is definitely something bad going on there. And I don't know how to get back.


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22 January 2003 (late evening... damned vampires)

So, yeah, I'm not a potential slayer. I don't know whether that sucks or that's a good thing. Jury's still out.

How do I know? Yeah, well, when a vampire attacks you and none of those inherent skills kick in, you gotta hand the weapon over to the girl who has 'em.

Xander thinks I'm cool though. Extraordinary, actually. Thanks alot, Xander, made me cry.

******

Addendum to earlier entry... really, thanks Xander. No one says stuff like that to me - ever.
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So, yeah, not gonna try to put dates on these entries from Milliways anymore - since I don't have any idea what the date is and barely an idea of the day. I know today's a Tuesday.

Well, the bar has pizza and these things called paradoxes that Snow told me about. They're really good. I have no idea how to explain the taste, but they're good.

Then Angel sat down next to me... *meep*. He told me he paid Anya to tell him stuff about what's gonna happen in the future - his future anyway. I don't know why he wanted to know, but now he does. He talked a lot about Buffy. Just like everyone else.

He kinda made up for it though by offering to teach me how to fight. And where does he choose for this lesson? His room in the staff quarters. Yeah. Totally cool! So, he told me to hit him, which didn't work out so well. So, the lesson continues and he asks if I'm ready for him to attack me - which, *meep*, but yeah. His first attack? Yeah - vamp face. Can we say NOT scary?

Then, oops, I mentioned Spike and a wall-hitting incident, which, like I told Angel, may not be a real memory. Since the monks dumped all that stuff in my head, I have a hard time sorting out what's real and what's not.

Anyway, back to the fighting lesson - he puts the mattress on the floor and throws me down on it - which is not really as fun as it might sound. Then he pinned my hands over my head (still not kinky Faith-like fun, trust me) and asks how I'd get away. Well, duh, a knee to the groin would get it done. Freaked him out... not as much as the next 'defensive option' I offered. What? He asked for another tactic and this one worked - he moved - why did he think it was such a problem? So, he's flipping out and wanking about Spike teaching me to kiss or something - which, Spike never did. Yeah right. Nibblet gets kissing lessons from the vampire with a crush on the Slayer? Never happen.

But, Angel did say that I was already good at kissing, which means he was paying attention to something about me. Of course, he said I should go right after that. Guess I wasn't good enough.

******

Not good, not good, not good... Faith has lost her powers and it's not that kooky slayer test from the Watchers.

I kinda told her about being The Key, but don't know how much help that was. I'm not much help with stuff like that, I guess.
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Yeah, didn't wake up in my own bed. Hard to wake up when you don't really get to sleep. Have I mentioned that Faith and her boy-toy are really loud? Yeah. It's not a good thing.

*****


So, yeah - went downstairs and met this kid named Brad. He's apparently a super hero or something in his world. So is this girl, Violet. Lots of super heroes here.

Talked to Meg again. She told me some stuff about her and Andrew. And her family. Apparently her father is the anthropo-something or other of Desire. (I'll figure that word out one of these days.)

Saw Andrew too. He's from May of 2003, so, he can't really tell me anything. I'm gonna guess there's some bad stuff happening soon, but kinda figured that, I live on the Hellmouth. Also, I can't tell him - the other him - anything about himself when I get back home. *If* I can get back home. Haven't tried that yet. Kinda afraid to try. Afraid to find out I might be stuck here or that, maybe, I can't get back.

Oh! I almost forgot, I met this guy - Daniel something or other (I forget, okay?) - and he's like really into ancient stuff - languages and cultures and stuff. He also told me he'd help me with my homework. He goes to other planets and talks to aliens and stuff. Way cooler than Buffy.

*****

Ugh... sick... milkshake overload. Not doing that again.


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Really. I mean, I climb through the window and end up in some wacked-out bar at the end of the universe? The end of the universe? Where is that, exactly? And how does my bedroom window go there? And why?

Anyway, I met this guy -
Brad - he's pretty nice, maybe a little weird, but he's nice... and apparently not a child-molester, which, always a good thing. I'm still really confused on this whole bar thing though.

Oh, even better, Anya is here - and she's from the future. Faith's here too - also from the future - and apparently banging some guy who doesn't like tutus... or something. He's kinda hot, although, I'm not sure I want to know what the whole scarves... now... upstairs... go thing was about. Those two are kinda creepy.

And get this, Andrew has a girlfriend. That still boggles the mind. Really.

Icing on the cake... not only are Xander, Andrew, Anya and Faith here, Buffy's here too. Oh, apparently, Angel too and he and Buffy have found a way to hump like bunnies without Angel losing his soul. I mean, it's good that he can't lose his soul here - because, can I just say - Angelus bad? - but... oh, forget it. I'll just go to sleep. Maybe I'll wake up in my own bed in the morning.
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Dawn puts on her jacket and pushes the window open. She looks back at her closed bedroom door, one leg thrown over the sill. She takes a deep breath and ducks through the window...
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Huh. Anya said, and I quote: "Wow, it's like one second you were this klutzy teenager with fake memories and a history of kleptomania, and then - then suddenly you're a hero; a hero with a much abbreviated life span."

Thank you, Anya. Like I didn't already know that the Slayer doesn't get to live forever. But you're missing an important part… my sister has to die for me to possibly become the next Slayer. As much as I say I hate my sister, I don't want her to die.
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