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This may be one of those rare situations Xander's better qualified to handle than me. Well. Until we get to the slaughter and mayhem, and then it's all death and destiny and itchy bandages for Buffy. But it'd probably be nice for him to be surrounded by his own kind for once instead of hundreds of nubile young girls. Which is not actually as improbable as it sounds for a healthy albeit one-eyed twentysomething male!
So I was rudely interrupted from being blasted with some sort of laser thingy before waking up here and I don't care how futuristic you are, Slayers don't use guns, ever. Also? Ow. The future seems pretty intent on causing me pain, though. I'm guessing I'm not the only one who's tried some good old-fashioned breaking and, uh, leaving? I tried to bust a window and I bruised my elbow. It healed pretty quickly, but it completely shouldn't have happened even if the windows are all indestructible.
So I was rudely interrupted from being blasted with some sort of laser thingy before waking up here and I don't care how futuristic you are, Slayers don't use guns, ever. Also? Ow. The future seems pretty intent on causing me pain, though. I'm guessing I'm not the only one who's tried some good old-fashioned breaking and, uh, leaving? I tried to bust a window and I bruised my elbow. It healed pretty quickly, but it completely shouldn't have happened even if the windows are all indestructible.