May 31, 2020 9:05 PM
Amy and Faith in Sunnydale
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"Nonono." She shakes her head. "I'm a Vampire Slayer, she who slays vampires and other demons. Super powered teenage girl, the thing monsters have nightmares about, etcetera."

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"You got superpowers?"

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"She probably just means magic, Em," Reuben sighs.

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"I am super strong, super fast, have a sense to sense vamps, uh. Also prophetic dreams and automatically installed fighting skills. I am also a witch, separately."

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"Holy shit, I am so jealous."

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"Prophetic dreams? Doesn't that, like, violate causality and stuff?"

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"They're vague and also they're more like nightmares."

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"Sliiiiightly less jealous. But only slightly!"

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"How do we go about getting superpowers?"

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"You don't. It's pretty random as far as I know. There's only one in the world at any time, and the previous one has to die before the next girl starts being a Slayer."

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"Lame."

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Reuben looks thoughtful for a second, and then visibly refrains from saying any of the things that went through his mind.

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"How long have you been a slayer? Do you get any shareable stuff?"

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"Yeah, I know." She looks curious about Reuben, but does not ask.
"I became one at the start of the summer. No shareables, no. Sorry."

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"Lame," Faith says again, pouting a little.

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"Seems like you have things under control, then, with the superpowers and all. I'm heading home. Nice meeting you." Reuben waves vaguely and starts trudging out of the graveyard.

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"Bye then."

Amy stakes two more vamps during the night. She sleeps until 10 am the next day, and then goes to the witch shop to get some herbs.

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Look who's here, reading through a stack of books!

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Well, it was dark then, Amy will see her, but probably won't recognise her. Unless she decides to say something.

She hums while looking for her herbs.

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Faith sticks her head out from the back room and brandishes a ceramic unicorn. "Hey, Em, magic or kitsch?"

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Em looks up from a book and squints at the unicorn. "Does it say 'made in China' on the bottom...?"

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"Taiwan."

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"Mmmmkitsch."

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"Nope, magic! Mosquito repellent." She grins victoriously and ducks back into the back room.

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Amy notices halfway through the phrase "made in China" and looks up. She listens to the exchange.

She waves. "Oh, hey, you're the guys from the graveyard! Hiii!"

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