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[ and so the slayer cracks open her locket once again. not, as some might anticipate, to comment aloud about the woeful state of animal welfare in these lands (as others already have. instead, she has a far more personal bone to pick. some domestic fat to chew. ]

Uhm. Pop quiz: where's the best place in the Drabwurld to raise a...teenager? [ she almost says 'kid', but corrects herself at the last moment. last thing she needs is yet another i'm not a kid argument with dawn. ] You know. Temporarily. Until we find a way outta this Ren-Faire disaster. Until then, I wanna know it all. Crime stats; outlet malls; hip-but-age-appropriate dance clubs. Preferably the kind where they definitely don't serve minors. [ each item is ticked off on her fingers. ]

O-oh! And schools. Please tell me there's at least one rinky-dink town that includes whatever counts as high school's wacky medieval cousin. [ because dawn summers is not dropping out by default. or so buffy vainly believes. she just hopes there are no hellmouths lurking about to interfere with math class. ] Knowledge is power, right?

[ funny. she never cared that much about the plight of kidnapped teenagers before now. but with the sudden arrival of the little sister, everything's changed. time to settle down and find herself a dependable chore chart, figure out a good curfew, and start disapproving of all of dawn's new friends. ]

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She won't.

[ buffy knows she's no replacement-mom. she knows she sucks at this stuff. she knows it's an up-hill struggle for both of them. but by now? she thinks she can be certain of at least this much: the summers sisters are in it for the long haul. ]

Are you sure you want to test that by making them miserable?

She knows I've only got her best interests at heart.

[ doesn't she? ]

If that were true you would be talking to her about all this junk, not us.

She just got here. Not so certain she'd have the answers I'm looking for.

[ really. she needs someone who knows the lay of the land. ]

Sure. But shouldn't she at least be there when you talk about your plans for her life with strangers?

Hey. Slow down. Who's making plans? This is called research. The planning part comes afterwards, when me and her get to talking about which sea-side villa has the best view.

Assuming it's near whatever school you pick, you mean.

And don't forget the dance club.

[ it may be becoming mildly evident that buffy is not the most serious of souls. ]

Because when I think fairy-land, I think dance club. [Lumina rolls her eyes.] Most people spend their whole lives working here, not going out to clubs like the world is ending. [She might have some experience there...] Plus, don't you need...electricity? Speakers and stuff?

[Hm.]

Maybe the station has one?

Do you get a glow-stick vibe off the Station? Because I definitely do.

More than anywhere else here, anyway.

You get that a dance club here is probably fancy dress dancing, right?

You're really keen to underestimate my grasp on the situation, aren't you?

Yup! [She giggles.]

I rarely lose betting against how clever other people are.

Ordinarily, I'd call it a sound strategy.

But not when it's being applied to you, huh?

Duh. We're all of us hypocrites here.

Oh I don't know if I'd go that far...

There are some really frighteningly upright, uptight people here. They're so noble and honest it's scary.

Scratch the surface and you'll probably find they're the most hypocritical of all.

[ like her! not that she's eager to announce it. ]

[Lumina giggles.]

You mean you think the noble and shining city of light and beauty, full of glorious people, isn't actually everything it seems?

Let's put it this way: I grew up in a town affectionately titled the City of Angels. And it was...far from angelic.

That doesn't surprise me at all.

It's usually the people that want you to think the best of them that are secretly the worst.

-- Hey, I wouldn't go so far as to say the worst.

Well I would.

[Give her a break, she's twelve.]

Back in Luxerion, the people in charge, the people running the Order, were these holy as holy, worship the true god priests, with all that shininess that goes with it.

And they're terrible.

Well. Sure. Yeah. Cults always suck.

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