Freedom (Of A Sort)

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To Buffy Anne Summers, it seemed like the only reason she'd been podpopped in the first place was to have been placed in GLaDOS right away, forced to run mazes and the like. It was an experience that had somewhat reminded Buffy of her eighteenth birthday, when Giles had secretly sedated her powers away so that she'd have to fight a vampire all on her lonesome. The Cruciamentum, the Council of Watchers had called it.

Okay, so it wasn't that unfortunate of an experience, but still. Forced testing does not a happy Slayer make.

She brushed back her hair and stared up at the statues in the art hall. As much as she did not want to be, she was mystified by them. Buffy hadn't run across them before, but she was quickly figuring out that they depicted the scenes from one's life. At the moment, it was showing Buffy when she was powerless and running away from some thugs, on the night of her Cruciamentum.

Because that's something I definitely wanted to be reminded of, she thought dryly.

Finally, though, the Slayer forced herself to turn away from the statues. Enough taunting. I need food. Or something.

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[bonnypiperlad]

"Aye, one of them, anyway." He still sounds a little uncertain about that. "At least, if what the Rom said on the planet was true then there's been more than one crew on Stacy before us."

And they're not here now, which...well, Jamie doesn't really think he needs to bring up something that's probably quite obvious, but the look on his face speaks volumes.

"Do ye remember the Daligig?"

[i-died-twice.livejournal.com]

Buffy didn't want to think about the implications of their having been a crew that was no longer around. Because, really, none of the implications were all that present.

"Pretty sure I wasn't around for the Daligig, actually. And, really, if that was a party thrown by the Dalai Lama, I think I really missed out."

[bonnypiperlad]

"Oh." That makes things a little bit trickier, and he frowns as he tries to remember.

"It was after the zombies, so ye might not have been, at that. The Daligig say they're the ones who saved us when the Ohm destroyed our worlds. The Rom come from the same place the Daligig do, but they don't see eye to eye."

He tilts his head, giving Buffy a rather confused sort of look, then. "Why would a llama have a party, anyway?"

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"..." Buffy frowned. Seriously, this GLaDOS thing had become ridiculous. On the bright side, at least she hadn't been shoved back into a gooey pod, though?

"Oh. That's...okay." She brushed back her hair. "No no, the Dalai Lama. He's this...guy." Yeah, because that totally explains it. "He's not a llama llama. He's a person Lama. With one L."

[bonnypiperlad]

Maze running certainly sounds better than waking up covered in slime all over again, but either way has its drawbacks. At that frown, his expression shifts to a rather more sympathetic one. He can't imagine that situation not being extremely frustrating. Even he would be hard pressed to just nod and accept it all.

"Aye, there's been a bit we need to catch ye up on." Jamie's certainly willing to help with that, but too much all at once might be a bit much, he thinks, and he goes back to the Dalai Lama for now.

"So, this person lama. Where's he from that he has a name like that?"