Kitty Pryde (
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strangetrip2017-04-01 06:50 pm
[GP] Check-In and Check-Out?
For several days the doorway to Room 137, The Caveman Room, has been glowing. Then last night the occupant of Room 137 was assigned to a different room. Today, the room is open and at the back, instead of a wall, there is daylight.
Bird song fills damp, tropical air, heavy with sweet floral perfume. From all sides, voices rise and fall in a pattern universally recognizable as haggling in a marketplace. Fresh citrus wars with the copper and iodine of freshly butchered fish and shellfish, freshly baked bread, and newly tanned leather. A fountain with a cupola tiled in jade green and gold rises in the center of an oval space surrounded by a riot of colorful stalls and from the far side you hear the ringing of metal on metal.
Those who investigate find themselves amidst several hundred shopkeepers and their patrons dressed in colorful fabrics and leather boots. Beyond the market lies a city of thousands, and beyond it, an ancient temple and vast jungle that opens into what the natives call "The Land Out of Time."
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As much as Kitty wanted to investigate this new phenomenon, and she would, it seemed especially important to have at least one person in the cafe in case of new arrivals. It was her turn, so whether Caroline and the others joined her or not, Kitty would spend at least part of the day here behind the bar. Hopefully, whatever it was wouldn't swallow anyone up. Or if it did, Lara or Wyatt or both would come get her.
Bird song fills damp, tropical air, heavy with sweet floral perfume. From all sides, voices rise and fall in a pattern universally recognizable as haggling in a marketplace. Fresh citrus wars with the copper and iodine of freshly butchered fish and shellfish, freshly baked bread, and newly tanned leather. A fountain with a cupola tiled in jade green and gold rises in the center of an oval space surrounded by a riot of colorful stalls and from the far side you hear the ringing of metal on metal.
Those who investigate find themselves amidst several hundred shopkeepers and their patrons dressed in colorful fabrics and leather boots. Beyond the market lies a city of thousands, and beyond it, an ancient temple and vast jungle that opens into what the natives call "The Land Out of Time."
~ * ~
As much as Kitty wanted to investigate this new phenomenon, and she would, it seemed especially important to have at least one person in the cafe in case of new arrivals. It was her turn, so whether Caroline and the others joined her or not, Kitty would spend at least part of the day here behind the bar. Hopefully, whatever it was wouldn't swallow anyone up. Or if it did, Lara or Wyatt or both would come get her.

Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
"I mean your magic must be different from my friend Willow's. She doesn't use anything, well herbs and stuff but not a staff."
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
"Yeah, uh my best friend is a witch." And since she'd been a heck of a lot more intimate with him than with Dean and Sam Winchester and the Winchester brothers knew, Buffy added, "and uh I kind of hunt Supernatural things. Vampires." And she waited for the you're nuts look, though to be fair, she hadn't got any of those looks since her arrival.
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
If Carlos had had his sword with him, the tassels hanging from the hilt would have no doubt caught Buffy's attention, filled as they were with vampire fangs. "You have vampires?" he said, all business for the moment. "Which court?" Ah, the joys of having such choice of vampires. "And don't worry, I know all about the supernatural, though a non-wizard hunting some of them is a little... different to what I'm used to." Though others did, they tended to have strong linked to varying forms of supernatural.
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
She grinned when she realized what she'd said and then elaborated. "I'm a Vampire Slayer. One born in a generation to fight vampires and other supernatural baddies."
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
He raised an eyebrow at that. "That's a very specific kind of job," he pointed out. "Generally a branch of us wizards does all the fighting in mine. The Wardens." Amongst other things.
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
"So you have branches?" Buffy cocked her head as she walked along with him along the street. "Wardens are the soldiers and other kinds of wizards do other things?" A part of her would like a lot of other Slayers that could help (though not Faith or Faith-like) but another part wasn't sure that she'd like it.
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
He pulled a face. "Kind of? There's a whole hierarchical structure which is... incomprehensible, to be honest. Wardens just form one part of that structure." They weren't exactly high up on the food chain, just important. "We have other duties as well, but for the most part, we work on our own on whatever projects interest us. Some of us just get into trouble." Not him. Harry. Definitely Harry.
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
He glanced around, and saw a seat to the side. "Mind if we sit down if we're going to discuss magic?" he asked. He was far better than he was, but if he wasn't careful, he could tire easily, and Buffy was a little bundle of energy. Not a bad thing, but could tire him out. "Hellmouth? That sounds... nasty."
Re: Carlos Ramirez | Ota (tag Buffy)
She sighed a little, "and it's my job to stop them." Sure she had help, but the reality was, it was her job to stop them.
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"No, you can't, can you?" A non-wizard who got it. Although there were a fair few normals who knew about the supernatural life, there weren't that many, and Carlos couldn't go and just chat about it to them. It was a relief in a way. He hadn't realized how much he'd taken on his shoulders after Harry died.
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Buffy knew that she would have outbitched Cordelia if she'd never been given a role greater than herself. "I like that I know that I make a difference, even when other people don't." She shot him a grin, "but people notice more than you think. I was voted Class Protector at Prom." She loved that umbrella.
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Carlos laughed a little. "Okay, that's cute," he agreed. "Class Protector sounds like they cared a lot. That's fantastic." He's not sure that any of his class mates noticed there was something different about him - apart from the fact that technology tended to blow up in his wake. Pure coincidence right there.
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She thought of the argument with her mother when she'd told her about being a Slayer. "How'd your family take it? When they learned why you were different?"