Oh. That. [Buffy sighs, almost wistfully.] I so do not have the time to go off and frolic in some kinda glorified hot tub. No matter how fun and relaxing and perfect it might be.
Hours of free time that I'm gonna spend training. Might not have gotten the big draft call this time around, but it's gonna come. And I'm gonna be ready.
You'd be surprised what little things can make a difference.
[The real reason has a lot more to do with other things, but she'll stick to these guns. Except for that little niggling worry:] Am I really the only one who didn't go?
Hey, it ain't too late. And if you wanna make up for it, I'll throw you a free spar the next day. I'm one of the only old guys in this dump, so I gotta be useful for something, right?
Oh, samurai stuff! [She has learned a few fun vocab words during her lessons with Giles.] Very flashy. But--uhm--you never really struck me as the chivalrous type. What was that you said last time? Something about not caring.
Yeah, but Bones isn't as future as I am. Sure, it starts out with the whole peace and good will shit, but give us a few more centuries and humanity goes back to being assholes again. We're at our best when we stick with what we know.
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Why aren't you up at the hot springs?
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'sides, this is Luceti. Land of hours of free time.
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[Normally, it'd be because she tears doors open with her bare hands. But now? Well, not she's simply more normal than normal.]
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