FIVE.

[xelhes]

[Action]

[Ever since Shirley disappeared to another dimension, Fenimore hasn't been getting much sleep. The previous night hasn't been an exception, as she spends most of it tossing in her bed. Eventually, in the wee hours of the morning before it's even light out--possibly even just a few minutes before everyone returns from the Closed Space and

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[Action]

[markofthewise]

[REALLY! Is this what Luceti has been reduced to. Sokka was heading into work early since one of his coworkers stopped showing up and the other silently kidnapped. And now... now there are people sleeping on benches. SO he not so quietly rants to himself from a distance.]

Why does no one ever read the guide! The housing is free! There's a welcome center right over there. Oi! [Forehead slapping is go. Ow, that hurt. Guess he was going to have to go inform this newbie of how things were around here. The things he puts up with... well, walking on over now.]

[Action]

[xelhes]

[This is probably not going to go well. But, for the moment, she's not really moving much. One arm shifts just slightly, but that's about it.]

[Action]

[markofthewise]

[And with his RIGHTEOUS INDIGNATION IN FULL SWING, he taps her lightly on the shoulder and whispers.]

Psst. Hey. Wake up.

[Action]

[xelhes]

[Well, it's enough to get her on the way to waking up, but at first she just tries to scoot away from the tapping and mumbles something. It's probably along the lines of "go away", but since she's still half-asleep it comes out more as:] Wargble.

[action] guess who can handle both rude and cranky!

[slaying]

[Being back to fighting fit means that the Slayer has less need for sleep. Therefore, dawn sees her returning rather casually from a moderately uneventful (and as such, non-successful) patrol. Her scythe is angled jauntily over her shoulder and she is so keen on getting home.

But Buffy sees the body on the bench and perhaps she wants it to be the portent of some disaster; after all, strange murders have really become common over the past few months. Feeling tense, she crouches and gently reaches out to the young woman's shoulder.

There doesn't appear to be any wounds. Hmm.]

[action] ...santa claus?

[xelhes]

[Gee, sorry to not be dead. A touch to the shoulder mightn't be enough for her to wake immediately, but it does get her a few levels closer to awake, so Buffy will be greeted by a half-asleep, half-hearted attempt to bat away whatever was touching her shoulder with one arm. But her aim is atrocious like this so even if Buffy stays still the arm may miss entirely and just flop over.]

[action] yes. santa claus. you win!

[slaying]

[Common sense would suggest that this is simply someone who is peacefully asleep on a village bench in fairly acceptable weather. Maybe it wasn't California levels of nice on this particular dawning day, but it wasn't a snowstorm either.

Sadly, common sense is occasionally the one ingredient missing from Buffy's consideration. Maybe, she thinks, there is some horribly upsetting reason why this person has decided to conk out without shelter. Or maybe some kind of evil whammy is involved. She is so desperate to be useful that she is going to turn herself into a nuisance to do it.

Gripping a degree or two more tightly, Buffy continues to disturb the sleeper.] Hey, snore-girl. Are you okay? [Okay. So she may not be snoring, but Buffy's spur of the moment nicknames are both cheap and indiscrminate.

Her reflexes allow her to quickly and efficiently catch the flopping arm with her free hand. Not that one particularly needed superhuman reflexes to stop that somnambulatory attack.]

[action] yaaaay! do I get a pony?

[xelhes]

[Being blonde saves Buffy from another...well, easily blocked attack, since the same grogginess that makes her forget that she's not in her room which should not have anyone else in it also makes her forget that blonde does not equal Ferines in this world.

Instead, when she opens her eyes, there's just a moment of uncertain blinking before the whole "I am outside and being woken by a stranger well, not exactly a stranger but Fenimore's not recognizing her from their over-the-journal communication back in December, or from watching that meeting earlier in the year" thing sinks in. Then she'll attempt to scoot back to get a bit more space.] What...?

[antisilent]

[Sleeping, you say? Mr. I live outside now that I don't have a little girl at my house anymore Saijo will see this too. And... not wake her up. Far from it, he actually stands next to her. And watches her sleep like the Cullen he is for the time being. He considers sigma-ing her dreams]

it's really hard to make yellow not blinding here

[xelhes]

[Though there are a few other colours mixed in, her Shinen is mostly yellow. It seems she is having a good dream. If he chooses to sigma her at this time, even with the normal words-only he'll probably get a fairly good idea of what she's dreaming about.

With blessings in my right hand, Magical Fenimore!

With hope in my left hand, Miracle Thyra!

Receiving the divine protection of the sea, born here from the Magcal Marineland!

Bad children who do wrong, please drown in the ocean and vanish!

Outwardly, though, she doesn't stir.]

Oh I see...

[antisilent]

[HE DOES INDEED SIG-MA he dream, watching the words and colors play out. It frankly makes him smile with something like affection. A good dream, it seems. He almost moves to touch her, but thinks better of it, instead just standing there, continuing to use sig-ma, watching for changes. He's done with with Natsuki a few times]

[xelhes]

[And does Natsuki know you're watching dreams with another woman?

..............caught you, mr. butterfly!
............................................................golden butterflies
won't escape!.............................................teriques at bridge?
.............................................................................so many

.........you'll give her back
....................................or we'll take her by force!

..... so fast!
....................................can't give up
................. magical ice!
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