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001 [Holo]
There's a loud thump and a pained groan as Dawn does a bellyflop-- without the whole 'into water' part, which is both better and so very much worse-- onto the platform. Groaning again, she rolls onto her back then slowly sits up, stretching her neck and rubbing at her face.
"Did I mention that 'hey, sure I'll help with baby Slayer training today' is not secret code for 'time to try to break Dawn'? I may not be able to squish you with my huge giant-y feet anymore, but that doesn't mean it's open season. Seriously, you didn't have to hit me that--"
She breaks off mid complaint as she actually looks around, taking in her surroundings and realizes that wherever she is, it's not Scotland. And unless one of the baby slayers hit her hard enough she passed out and this is all a wacky coma dream, things are seriously wrong.
"--Hard. What's going on?"
She pushes up off the ground, wincing as her knees sting a little thanks to the whole 'scraped from crashing into the ground' angle. Grabbing the weird fake Blackberry thing is priority number one, then heading down the stairs and out the door.
...The door which promptly disappears behind her. Dawn's eyes get wider, and she presses a hand against the space where a door should be. "Oh, this cannot be good. Buffy? Oh, my God, I'm so dead. Buffy's gonna kill me if I got kidnapped again. I just got all normal Dawn-sized and not half horse or creepy doll-like. I can't be kidnapped." She runs a hand through her hair, trying to calm down. "It's okay. There is obviously a perfectly logical reason for this. A reason which is just... eluding me for a second. I just need to calm down. No freaking for Dawn Summers, for I'm an adult-type responsible person with coping skills that help in these situations."
She rolls her eyes. "And I'm talking to myself. Which is not at all a sign of freak out-ness. Nope." Looking around again, moving past freaked to 'let's work this out'. "Can anyone hear me? Willow? Xander? Even Andrew. Andrew would be okay right now. In fact, I would be really glad to see Andrew, which usually doesn't happen until I need an ANTM marathon buddy or some funnel cake, but... yeah, I'd be happy to see Andrew right now."
Dawn bites her lip and looks down, swallowing hard. Tiny Watcher is officially a little more worried than she would like to be. "...Anybody?"
"Did I mention that 'hey, sure I'll help with baby Slayer training today' is not secret code for 'time to try to break Dawn'? I may not be able to squish you with my huge giant-y feet anymore, but that doesn't mean it's open season. Seriously, you didn't have to hit me that--"
She breaks off mid complaint as she actually looks around, taking in her surroundings and realizes that wherever she is, it's not Scotland. And unless one of the baby slayers hit her hard enough she passed out and this is all a wacky coma dream, things are seriously wrong.
"--Hard. What's going on?"
She pushes up off the ground, wincing as her knees sting a little thanks to the whole 'scraped from crashing into the ground' angle. Grabbing the weird fake Blackberry thing is priority number one, then heading down the stairs and out the door.
...The door which promptly disappears behind her. Dawn's eyes get wider, and she presses a hand against the space where a door should be. "Oh, this cannot be good. Buffy? Oh, my God, I'm so dead. Buffy's gonna kill me if I got kidnapped again. I just got all normal Dawn-sized and not half horse or creepy doll-like. I can't be kidnapped." She runs a hand through her hair, trying to calm down. "It's okay. There is obviously a perfectly logical reason for this. A reason which is just... eluding me for a second. I just need to calm down. No freaking for Dawn Summers, for I'm an adult-type responsible person with coping skills that help in these situations."
She rolls her eyes. "And I'm talking to myself. Which is not at all a sign of freak out-ness. Nope." Looking around again, moving past freaked to 'let's work this out'. "Can anyone hear me? Willow? Xander? Even Andrew. Andrew would be okay right now. In fact, I would be really glad to see Andrew, which usually doesn't happen until I need an ANTM marathon buddy or some funnel cake, but... yeah, I'd be happy to see Andrew right now."
Dawn bites her lip and looks down, swallowing hard. Tiny Watcher is officially a little more worried than she would like to be. "...Anybody?"
[Voice]
...But I'm still glad to see you.
[A brief pause, then]
Faith's here?
[The tone of voice should make it very clear that Dawn? Is still not the biggest fan of pre-scythe Slayer Numero Dos.]
[Voice]
I'm glad to see you too, sweetheart.
[Another pause. And Willow's voice goes a little 'oh brother'-y.]
Yeah. She's here.
[Voice]
Good. Because... good.
[Can you hear the eyeroll, Willow? It's pretty much audible.]
Yay.
[Voice]
Pfft. Like there was a doubt in your mind.
[It echoes.]
My sentiments, exactly.
[Voice]
...Usually.
[They can start a club. People who still dislike Faith.]
Hmph. I know she's all redeemed, but still.
[Voice]
[The WAF. We Abhor Faith.]
Where I'm from, she's still in jail and I trust her as far as I can throw her. Which...isn't far without the help of magick.
[Voice]
[They could make tshirts.]
She helped, when... when things happened. So I pretty much trust her. But that doesn't mean I have to like her.
[Voice]
[Sweet-ass t-shirts had by all...in the club!]
It hasn't happened for me, so I'm perfectly fine where I am. Stubborn, party of one.
[Voice]
[They could build a treehouse.]
Stubborn, meet cautious. You two should get to know each other, you have a lot in common.
[Voice]
[Can it have a lava lamp?]
Pleased to meet you, cautious. I hear we have a lot in common.
[Voice]
[Two lava lamps, even.]
So they tell me.
[Voice]
Oh, my god, Dawnie....
[More laughter.]
[Voice]
[Now Dawn is laughing too. Maybe this Willow isn't her Willow, but it's still Willow.]
[Voice]
Where are you, Dawnie?
[As she asks this, she starts searching the map for the little dot labeled "Dawn Summers".]
[Voice]
[Dawn looks around, and also? Pokes at her tablet some more.]
I don't know what it's called, but the place where apparently everyone shows up. Waiting for Buffy and also Giles and Xander and [The hesitation here is mostly unnoticeable] Tara. It's like a reunion! Only with less annoying people and drunk older relatives.
[Voice]
[As she talks, the sound of rustling is heard. Willow throwing the blanket off her lap and she slips her shoes on, heading out the door.]
[Voice]
I'll be here.
[Location: Santuary]
Once she could breathe again, she entered the sanctuary, following the little dot entitled 'Dawn Summers' on the map to where she was.
"Dawnie!" Willow exclaimed happily once she saw the girl and started jogging towards her.