herotypical | voice + action ✪ there must be some way to bring the hero home

[ after a week of agonizing combat, buffy summers returns home with only exhaustion on her mind. despite all the excitement and crisis, there's little left to do other than collapse onto her bed and fall into a sleep fit for a weary, worn-out soul. morning sees her feeling no less -- shudder -- zombieish. the horror of the last week is bone-and-marrow deep and has yet to fully make itself known in her system. the slayer is running on auxillery humanity, stringing herself along from second to second until she can find a friendly face. find willow and...

and all she finds is an empty room. an empty closet. empty drawers. her best friend is gone. deported while she wasn't even looking. come the afternoon, after she's gotten the first onslaught of emotions out of her system, buffy sits alone on the empty bed. she addresses her journal: ]

Willow and I have this game we like to play. Willow Rosenberg. She was in town...but now she's not. [ a pause allows buffy to catch her breath. to stay strong. ] We call it 'Anywhere But Here' -- self-explanatory, really. Pick a fantasty-elsewhere to be and a fantasy-someone to share it with. I'm not talking about the obvious ones: home or family or anything even remotely whiffing of responsibility. I'm talking about fun. I'm talking about pure escapism. I'm talking Daniel Craig on the beach or Amy Yip at the waterpark.

I'll go first. Show you how it's done. [ but which escape route from reality should she take? ] The '88 Winter Olympics. The Saddledome. Calgary, of all places. Brian Boitano is taking the time to personally skate me through his gold medal routine. Perhaps there's hot chocolate involved. I, being made entirely of my own imagination, copy each move perfectly.

Got it? Good. Because now it's your turn.

[ when her broken little tribute to an absent friend is finished, she'll be searching out her injured pirate (wherever he may be convalescing) and it's off to good spirits, where she can be found working a shift behind the bar. ]

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Very French. The pair of them

Well, 'kay -- Keller only cooks French.

You mean French Fries? A- And French Toast?

[Someone's using one of the restaurant's menus as a sole frame of reference.]

I mean croissants! Ratatouille! Bouillabaisse!

Oh, I had ratatouille here once! It was really delicious. I didn't know it was a French food!

It's all the silent consonants. That's how you can tell it's French.

[ worst teacher ever, her. ]

Really? Next time I'm at restaurant, I'll definitely ask for more things with the silent consonants! As long as they're vegetarian, of course.

Then...you might wanna stick to the croissants.

Aw man. They really use that much meat?

Lard, at the very least.

Oh. ...Yeah, that's definitely not sounding very good.

On this count? I'm right there with you. Lard is not my frying material of choice.

I'm glad we agree on that! Are there any other places in your world that'd make really good food I'd eat?

Los Angeles. Not just the city of angles but also the city of touchy vegans.

You mean they like to hug people? Maybe I'd get along with them! But how come vegan sounds different from vegetarian?

Let's...put it this way. Do you eat cheese? Drink milk?

Sometimes. Those things don't cost animals their lives, so they're allowed in moderation.

Well. Vegans don't partake in any of it -- moderately or not. That's the difference.

Oh. Do you think they'd still like me?

I don't know how anyone couldn't. Like you, I mean.

You'd be surprised. But thanks. It's a nice thing to think.

...Come on. You must make much with the friendlies around here, at least.

Oh, definitely. I've made lots of friends here! But it's still not like everyone likes me.

But you're so...likeable.

Thanks! But I guess, at home... there's a lot of people who run on hate. A lot of people in the Fire Nation, they didn't seem to want friends at all or to reason with people. I was just the Avatar to them, a hope to the people they were trying to conquer who they had to stop. It's hard to make friends here, too, sometimes. I guess lots of people... they've been hurt a lot, so it's hard for them to trust others. Even though I like to tell the truth.

Well? I do like you -- but I still gotta tell you that just telling the truth doesn't make a guy trustworthy. Sometimes, it can be just the opposite.

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