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(ooc: because it's been a while. They've been around, really! Thread's staying open till it goes off the first page, and borrowing dogbarked85's format. :D )

Cooper Farm:
Xander was whistling while he placed a notice up on the board for carpentry orders. Now there were bathrooms and showers, he could focus on other things needed to be fixed around the place.

Scully was somewhere around the hospital. She hasn't been avoiding anybody but her rounds have mostly been focusing her in the lower levels, like the morgue. And being in the basement area was familiar to her.

Maria Venkman was wandering out toward a field, trying to find something to do around the place. So far, she's been speaking to the ghost population more than the living one of late.

Lauren Olamina was out in one of the fields, checking on the status of the crops she had sowed. She was also thinking that maybe a school or tutoring should be started around the place, especially after seeing the notice for reading lessons by someone else. It was a good idea to have training and lessons for those who needed it. She was also writing new passages in her journal on Earthseed.

Either the Farm, Smallville, or Metropolis: Kate has been patrolling quietly, or as quietly as you can on a motorbike. She had been going back and forth, and also spending time with Will.

In Metropolis, John Constantine had found a modest flat to hole up in, he had some smokes, and there was a pub where you could get a reasonable pint for America (still shitty, but had to make do until he could suss out what's happened back in London).

Somewhere around the globe, Nathan was going on supply runs, and was continuing to keep an eye out for new arrivals needing help.

And where was Willow? Oh the dark eyed and haired witch has been quietly plotting and amassing power somewhere.

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The sound of the motorbike still makes NamelessGuy tense up and draw his sword and almost flee, even though he can see Kate on it.

He stands out of her path, and tries to keep himself as still as possible.

She saw the glint of sunlight hitting metal, and braked to a stop, tensing herself. She rested her hand on her silver sword for a moment, and then noticed him.

"Oh it's you. Feeling better? You look livelier."

"The doctor said I'm healthy. Just superficial wounds." The doctor also said he should see about psychiatrist, but he was probably just trying to mess with his head.

Doctors are like that.

"Well he'd know, all right. Looked pretty bad though."

Pause.

"I think when I'm healed up I'm going to leave."

Her head tilted to the side, "To where? Outside Kansas is dangerous."

"I don't - don't want t'stay. S'just like waiting for the Sith to come, or somebody t'decide they don't want me around."

"If the Sith show up, they have to deal with all of us. And why wouldn't we want you around?"

"Don't know." Meekly. "Just might not."

"Knock it off, you're not that bad."

He opens his mouth to say something, then just closes it again.

Raised eyebrow.

"Well. You going to argue my point or what?"

"Well, I ..." He waves a hand, vaguely, apparently unwilling to actually say his own point out loud.

"...I'm waiting?"

"Never mind." Grumpily.

"No. Tell me."

He remains stubbornly silent.

"Well?"

Absently, "You're very pushy."

"Yeah, been told that before. Spill it already."

He shakes his head, mutely, taking a few steps away from her.

So she got off the bike to step towards him.

"Easy way or hard way?"

It is probably a bad idea to be that threatening with somebody fairly easily agitated.

This can be seen in how as soon as she steps towards him, his gun is unholstered and raised to point at her, with one slightly shaking hand.