[ buffy has been running on autopilot. smile at the right times, nod in the right moments. make the appropriately inappropriate remarks about over-sugared coffees and pop music at all the wrong times in just the right ways. it isn't hard to do once she sets her mind to it; after all, she had done it in sunnydale for seven years.

since she's behaving as if everything is a-okay, she might as well get some pencil-pushing done: ]

So...some of you maybe don't know this -- it's been kinda in a slump, lately. Totally my fault. But we have a little combat training collective, here in Luceti. It used to be run by two of us and now there's just me. It's been just me for a while and that isn't really working out so well and...oh, maybe I should be accepting applications for a co-coordinator? Would anyone be interested? Preferably someone organized. Organized and good at, y'know, breaking things. With your fists. Or other things that aren't fists. I'm not trying to be exclusive, here.

[ a deep breath. ] If anyone's got some experience running admin on this kind of thing, let me know. And then we can get the whole operation off the ground again. Together.

[ with that done, she moves onto other business. some of it social and some of it not-so-social. ]

( voice. filtered to the friends & family of sokka & suki. plus the couple themselves. 60%. also? filtered against yue. )

( voice. filtered to helios. 60% )

[ OTHERWISE, you are welcome to run into her on a regularly scheduled patrol that evening. housemates are welcome to action-it-up at home at any point, too. ]