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South Attic: Notes for Callisto, Illyana, and Buffy from Beka and bedtime - NFB
Tired from her chat with Belthazor and really not certain she's feeling a whole lot better, Beka sat down to write a few notes. One for each of her roommates, and one for her little...no, they weren't on assignment, Buffy was asleep, so she was just Buffy.
Callisto:
I heard about the slave revolt. I don't know who organized it, but it sounds like you. Brava. Just because I landed on the other side of this assignment doesn't mean I don't approve wholeheartedly. If you need 'covert support' from a sympathetic Master for any reason during this assignment, I'm your girl.
Also, Buffy will be staying in my room until the assignment is over. I think I've looked after all of her needs, but... sister to sister, if she looks lost or scared or anything, I don't care what it costs me in terms of a grade, please help her.
Oh. I've assigned her to clean my room and the common areas for Parent's Weekend - but not to touch anything I haven't identified as mine. If you'd like you room and your things cleaned, let me know.
Beka
Yana, love:
We need to talk. I had a conversation with Veronica Mars. I'm worried about you. Meet me tomorrow. Please.
If you see an unfamiliar blonde in the Attic, her name is Buffy. She's my Ethics class slave. Please be kind to her. Don't scare her. And don't do anything big and magical. She's a Slayer, and if you alarm her, I don't know what she'll do. She'll be sleeping in my room until the Assignment is completed.Don't be jealous. Please. She needs the wards keyed for her.
Oh. I've assigned her to clean my room and the common areas for Parent's Weekend - but not to touch anything I haven't identified as mine. If you'd like you room and your things cleaned, let me know.
Always,
Beka
The two easy notes down, Beka stood, stretched, and generally tried to avoid thinking about the fact that Buffy was sleeping in her room. And since she'd given her no specific instructions, Buffy probably had tucked herself into bed.
After a few minutes of pacing, Beka sat to write this note for Buffy:
My little huntress:
I hope you slept well and do not wake much before I do. If you do, please wake me in time for my first class. My schedule is this. I like coffee before my first class. Black with two extra shots of espresso. Pumpernickel bagels and plain cream cheese are my favorite easily portable food. If you'd like to know what else I eat, you may ask.
I need a list of your favorite foods, any clothing needs you may have, and anything else that is essential to your well being. You are free when not on specific assignment or tending my needs to retrieve anything you need from your room or elsewhere.
Do not skip class or fail to do your homework while you are serving me. That will make me very unhappy.
In the top drawer of my nightstand, you'll find sufficient cash to cover anything you need to buy for me, or for yourself while you're with me. I will try to provide everything I can think of to care for you, however if you need anything, you should ask for it, by saying: "If it please Mistress, I would speak of my needs" and wait for my acknowledgment, which will be freely granted. Anything in my room is yours to use, touch, move as you have a need.
For tomorrow, choose from among the clothes you brought with you and dress in a way that reflects well on me. By this I mean, don't wear anything too frilly or girly (not that you would). Carry a cell phone or ask me for a comm device to carry, at all times.
My roommates are Callisto and Illyana. Please show them respect. If you leave the room without me, you will not be able to get back in until Illyana has keyed the wards for you.
Despite the harsh tone of ink on paper, I care for you, brave heart. Whether as Buffy or as my Ethics slave, I want you always to know that I am here for you.
Morning Star
With that, Beka sighed, stood, and opened the door to her room. As she'd imagined, Buffy had made herself comfortable on the bed. The sight ought to have irritated her, as tired as she was, but instead it made her smile.
She sat down at the edge of her bed and waited for Buffy to stir. She would, Beka knew. Predators and hunters slept light. Sure enough, in a few minutes, Buffy roused. "Beka?" she asked, sleep already beginning to flee and worry in her tone.
"Shhh, Buffy, I'm fine. Everything's fine." Beka stroked the spill of golden hair out of Buffy's eyes. "I needed to know if you're comfortable with me coming to bed or if you'd prefer I didn't."
Buffy blinked uncomprehendingly, then ducked her head. "Oh. Shouldn't I have...?"
"No, no. It's fine. There's just no room the way you're sprawled all over the place. Scoot over."
Buffy scooted toward the wall, even though being trapped between Beka and the wall - not being able to get up as quickly if anything happened - made her nervous.
Beka crawled into bed, and within seconds fell asleep.
Buffy lay there awhile, listening to Beka's quiet breathing. It didn't take long for that to settle her. Maybe ten minutes later, Buffy had fallen asleep, warm, safe, and smiling to herself.
[ooc: Buffy mod by permission for the duration of the Ethics assignment. In the spirit of the thing, Buffy-mun has graciously allowed me to direct Buffy's actions for stuff like this. Because she's cool like that. Thanks sweetheart!]
Callisto:
I heard about the slave revolt. I don't know who organized it, but it sounds like you. Brava. Just because I landed on the other side of this assignment doesn't mean I don't approve wholeheartedly. If you need 'covert support' from a sympathetic Master for any reason during this assignment, I'm your girl.
Also, Buffy will be staying in my room until the assignment is over. I think I've looked after all of her needs, but... sister to sister, if she looks lost or scared or anything, I don't care what it costs me in terms of a grade, please help her.
Oh. I've assigned her to clean my room and the common areas for Parent's Weekend - but not to touch anything I haven't identified as mine. If you'd like you room and your things cleaned, let me know.
Beka
Yana, love:
We need to talk. I had a conversation with Veronica Mars. I'm worried about you. Meet me tomorrow. Please.
If you see an unfamiliar blonde in the Attic, her name is Buffy. She's my Ethics class slave. Please be kind to her. Don't scare her. And don't do anything big and magical. She's a Slayer, and if you alarm her, I don't know what she'll do. She'll be sleeping in my room until the Assignment is completed.
Oh. I've assigned her to clean my room and the common areas for Parent's Weekend - but not to touch anything I haven't identified as mine. If you'd like you room and your things cleaned, let me know.
Always,
Beka
The two easy notes down, Beka stood, stretched, and generally tried to avoid thinking about the fact that Buffy was sleeping in her room. And since she'd given her no specific instructions, Buffy probably had tucked herself into bed.
After a few minutes of pacing, Beka sat to write this note for Buffy:
My little huntress:
I hope you slept well and do not wake much before I do. If you do, please wake me in time for my first class. My schedule is this. I like coffee before my first class. Black with two extra shots of espresso. Pumpernickel bagels and plain cream cheese are my favorite easily portable food. If you'd like to know what else I eat, you may ask.
I need a list of your favorite foods, any clothing needs you may have, and anything else that is essential to your well being. You are free when not on specific assignment or tending my needs to retrieve anything you need from your room or elsewhere.
Do not skip class or fail to do your homework while you are serving me. That will make me very unhappy.
In the top drawer of my nightstand, you'll find sufficient cash to cover anything you need to buy for me, or for yourself while you're with me. I will try to provide everything I can think of to care for you, however if you need anything, you should ask for it, by saying: "If it please Mistress, I would speak of my needs" and wait for my acknowledgment, which will be freely granted. Anything in my room is yours to use, touch, move as you have a need.
For tomorrow, choose from among the clothes you brought with you and dress in a way that reflects well on me. By this I mean, don't wear anything too frilly or girly (not that you would). Carry a cell phone or ask me for a comm device to carry, at all times.
My roommates are Callisto and Illyana. Please show them respect. If you leave the room without me, you will not be able to get back in until Illyana has keyed the wards for you.
Despite the harsh tone of ink on paper, I care for you, brave heart. Whether as Buffy or as my Ethics slave, I want you always to know that I am here for you.
Morning Star
With that, Beka sighed, stood, and opened the door to her room. As she'd imagined, Buffy had made herself comfortable on the bed. The sight ought to have irritated her, as tired as she was, but instead it made her smile.
She sat down at the edge of her bed and waited for Buffy to stir. She would, Beka knew. Predators and hunters slept light. Sure enough, in a few minutes, Buffy roused. "Beka?" she asked, sleep already beginning to flee and worry in her tone.
"Shhh, Buffy, I'm fine. Everything's fine." Beka stroked the spill of golden hair out of Buffy's eyes. "I needed to know if you're comfortable with me coming to bed or if you'd prefer I didn't."
Buffy blinked uncomprehendingly, then ducked her head. "Oh. Shouldn't I have...?"
"No, no. It's fine. There's just no room the way you're sprawled all over the place. Scoot over."
Buffy scooted toward the wall, even though being trapped between Beka and the wall - not being able to get up as quickly if anything happened - made her nervous.
Beka crawled into bed, and within seconds fell asleep.
Buffy lay there awhile, listening to Beka's quiet breathing. It didn't take long for that to settle her. Maybe ten minutes later, Buffy had fallen asleep, warm, safe, and smiling to herself.
[ooc: Buffy mod by permission for the duration of the Ethics assignment. In the spirit of the thing, Buffy-mun has graciously allowed me to direct Buffy's actions for stuff like this. Because she's cool like that. Thanks sweetheart!]