Vi walked across campus idly, no particular destination in mind. She
was one bored slayer. In spite of all the warnings about gremlins and
invasions and trolls, so far Fandom felt almost tame to her. Maybe her
parents had been right about the "normal environment" thing.

The phone in her pocket rang, and she grabbed for it.

"So how would you like an all-expenses-paid trip to London? All you
have to do is sit through our twenty-minute salespitch on how you,
too, can make a fortune in real estate save the world with
badass gymnastic moves and pointy weapons..."

( Who could it be? )

[OOC: Preplayed with the lovely and amazing needsaparrot. No, I am not having a baby just yet, but I think I'm distracted enough by real life that it's time for me to officially put Vi on hold. She'll be back sometime.]

Vi was trying to sleep in, but she was too excited to manage it, even on a Sunday.

Fandom was not at all what she expected. For one, she couldn't keep her stakes, which was really, really annoying. And, as she and her future roommate -- just one, yay -- had discussed, the school wasn't standing. Then there was the giant-turtle-who-was-not-a demon, duh a few alcoves away, though her other cabinmates seemed pretty nice. (Though being one of only two girls was a total change from Sunnydale. But there was more hot water in the shower!)

And somehow, Dawn from another dimension was there. If her brain hadn't been fractured pretty much for the last six months, Vi was sure that would have broken it. Not that the other students weren't managing to shatter the pieces a little more.

Vi laid on her bed with a notebook, fidgeting and trying to start a letter to Rona. "You'll never believe this" seemed too gentle a first sentence.

[OOC: Mostly for the big brother, but open. And she is not bunking with the turtle!]

"This is Vi. If I'm not out fighting evil, you probably just missed me. Leave a message and I'll call back when I can."