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[gr8muppetyodin]

Okay, so, I just have to check something. Like, really check it. Because if this is real then hey -- totally on board and yay retirement! If not, someone just needs to burst my bubble now.

Is there really no graveyard? I don't want to know for morbid reasons. Totally professional ones. But, like, there isn't, right?

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[gr8muppetyodin]

"The Incident"? I can believe it in a city like New York. How could it not influence you? Sunnydale's influence was not always good.

[ Buffy cleared her throat and tried to put on her best worst New York accent. ]

Hey! Get out the way, I'm walking here! The sewege I'm really not about to help with. You're on your own with that one.

[fightlikehell]

That's what they call it where I'm from. The sky opened up and an other worldly army just... invited themselves in and crushed my neighborhood seven years ago. The aliens didn't succeed. That's the good part. No magic hammers or special shields could restore Hell's Kitchen neatly so it's been in a state of restoration.

[At least after knowing she puts down vampires for a living it all doesn't sound like nonsense laid out.

Give him a second because he's laughing.]

Thank you.

[gr8muppetyodin]

Wow, just when I thought I had the weirdness factor cornered. I'm sorry about your city. Happy they didn't succeed, but I can imagine what it's like to have to deal with the aftermath day in and day out.

[ Honestly it's a relief to hear that it's not just her town that drew the short straw, As harsh as it seems. ]

Forget about it. I mean, I'm only going with what I've seen in movies so I feel like I should apologise.

[fightlikehell]

Lots of noise. Lots of disaster relief. And of course a lot of people taking advantage of the situation. It is getting better.

[Slowly but surely.]

Hey, it's not too far off. It's the thought that counts. I don't know what I can do to help you feel less home sick, uh... Dude. Or would that be bro?

[gr8muppetyodin]

I'm trying to picture if that would ever even happen in Sunnydale. Like if something got so insanely bad and whether or not the town would pitch in and help get it back up... But I just think sometimes that people's ability to live in denial of what's happening can be way too strong.

[ Okay, she really did laugh now. ]

Dude is fine, I've hard worse. And it does kinda help a little. Although if you really want to help, feel free to just mangle my name at any point. Turn it into witty variations. My best friend used to do that to me all the time.

[fightlikehell]

Everyone has their own agenda and reason to have the city at large on it's feet again. There's a reputation to uphold too. Being a hell of a town and all. I'm sure that Sunnydale would find its way.

[Matt's faith in people is showing through again, no matter what.]

Ah. Let me see.

[He's thinking!]

I'm not going to make any promises that it would be anything of quality, Arianna Buffington.

[gr8muppetyodin]

[ It's sweet, really. And something she's tried to uphold herself; to always believe in people. She wouldn't have exactly kept on being the slayer if she didn't see something in humanity worth saving.

She let out a low whistle of appreciation. ]

Nice, and completely original. I can honestly say I have never been called that before. I appreciate the fact that you even tried.

[fightlikehell]

[Looking for goodness is easier to do than looking for goodness in yourself. And in the end, Matt would much rather save other people than himself.]

I don't think that all of my attempts will be as good. But. I'll try.

[gr8muppetyodin]

And don't forget to let me know when you want someone to yell at you. Always happy to oblige.

[fightlikehell]

Thank you. And if you feel the inclination without my asking, who am I to deny you. I'm... told I can be quite frustrating. Nothing personal. It just happens.