[X] Everyone should probably get food and sleep, de-rat Amy tomorrow. Sleepy casters and hungry vampires are a bad mix for spells. Amy will have to do her run on the wheel for one more night.
"Ms. Summers, your 12'o'clock is here," Cynthia said over the phone.
"Send him in," she said, sitting at her desk. She'd dressed a little more professionally today, wearing a black suit jacket and a matching tie.
Her visitor promptly opened the door, and took a seat across from her. "Ms. Summers."
"Mr. Wilkins." Something felt a little off, but Buffy wasn't sure why. He was on her schedule and everything.
He sighed, shaking his head. "I can't say I like what you've done with the place, Buffy. Can I call you Buffy?"
"I'd rather keep it professional, thanks. And I just didn't like using the stuff you'd left lying around. I think I want to go in a new direction." Buffy picked at her tie. She didn't remember buying it.
"I can appreciate someone with vision," he said. "But are you fully committed to yours? Being a leader is all about making hard decisions, and I'm just not sure that you're ready for that kind of responsibility."
"I've been making hard decisions for years," Buffy snapped. She fingered a twisted dagger lying on her desk. "You would remember that, if you really cared!"
"Hey, I don't appreciate that tone, Missy. And I'll have you know I cared about her more than I have about anyone in decades." Wilkins paused, seemingly lost in a memory. "I sort of wanted her to have all this, you know, after I was gone. But maybe that was just me projecting."
"She was never really responsibility-girl," Buffy said, trying to smooth things over.
Wilkins just nodded. "But back to my earlier point, just take a look outside. See where the town is going."
Buffy got up from the desk and opened the shades behind it. She revealed a sunny vista on a crowded beach, filled with familiar faces. She could see her mother and Giles, Cordelia and the Cordettes, a man peddling cheese, and even the Yeti. Everyone was hanging out peacefully and enjoying the day. "Seems fine to me."
"You might want to take a look at this one though. It's a real eye-opener." Wilkins opened the shades on the other side of her corner office, and the outside through that window looked very different. He'd revealed a burning hellscape filled with demons and suffering souls, and the screams of the damned echoed loudly into the office, even though it had been silent before.
Buffy jolted up in her bed, wide awake despite the early hour. She hurriedly checked outside her window, but all she saw was early morning on Revello drive.
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Willow snapped her fingers, and a cascade of red lights spiraled around Harmony before disappearing, leaving the dull basement room only lit by electric lamps. "There. Vegetarian diet for you or else it's 'ow, hiss'!"
After some driving around to get take-out and blood from the butcher's, everyone had gone home and slept, leaving the problem of Harmony locked in an office with a cot until the next day. It wasn't the most secure solution, but it didn't have to last and nobody had had the energy to do any better until morning. Morning was now, and Harmony security was being marginally improved.
"I don't feel any different," Harmony said. "Are you sure it worked?"
"In fact, my assistant has a test all set up." Willow said confidently.
At that, Andrew entered the room with a microwaved cup of blood as well as a larger one of water. "It's lucky the old mayor kept some of this on hand, for emergencies I guess. Getting decently fresh human blood can be a total pain."
Buffy almost asked why he knew that, but decided that it might be better not to know. She'd just found out about all the blood in the downstairs freezer this morning, and wasn't sure what they would even do with it all. She didn't think the hospital would want it back, if that was even where it came from in the first place.
Harmony grabbed the blood mug from Andrew cautiously, and Willow warned her "Only take a little sip, I don't know how strong the effect is."
She made a game effort at holding back for a moment, but then just vamped out and took way more than a little sip. It was practically a gulp. She swished it around for a second confused, and then got an alarmed look on her face and spit it out. "Hot hot hot! Too hot!" She grabbed the water out of Andrew's ready hand and frantically started rinsing.
Willow looked sadly at the new stain in the carpet. "And the clean room was so clean."
"Ow ow ow! Worry about my mouth being clean, what did that do to my teeth?" Harmony fished a hand mirror out of her purse and tried in vain to use it for a bit before she remembered, and chucked it away in frustration, smashing it on the wall. Her mouth had been smoking for a bit but that had stopped, and at least from what Buffy could see there wasn't any serious damage.
"So, no more human blood for Harmony?" Buffy asked. She knew that the whole event was a ruse, the 'test' blood being laced with a little holy water, but wanted to do her part to sell it.
"Not a drop!" Willow said confidently, doing a great job of keeping her poker face. "The results speak for themselves."
Harmony finally got herself back together and shook off her game face again. She didn't like being vampy much, apparently. "If this spell is so easy, why don't you just do it to every vampire you see?"
Willow's eyes went wide for a second and she was about to start stuttering, but Andrew saved the day, "It affects willing targets only. If you actively resist it at all it fizzles out."
Harmony accepted this as standard nerdy lingo and moved on. "I guess that makes sense. So, now that I'm all muzzled, you said something about a mansion?"
"Xander wants to make Crawford street into some kind of base, but it could probably use someone to keep the squatters out." Buffy paused, thinking. "Nonlethally. It has all the vampire accommodations one might desire, helpfully set up by its former occupant." Buffy took a little perverse pleasure in sicking the likes of Harmony and Xander on Angel's old abode. She thought he'd be horrified, and so she wanted to make sure he found out somehow.
"Who actually owns that place anyway?" Willow said offhandedly, as she dustbinned the remnants of Harmony's mirror.
"We do. It turns out that when you don't pay property taxes for a bajillion years, your house is not yours anymore. Old Wilkins used to pick up places like that for cents on the dollar just in case they'd come in handy, according to Ian." She'd sat through more boring lectures about things like that in a week than she'd hoped to in her life, but at least the info was coming in handy.
As Harmony headed out of the room, presumably expecting to go there now, Buffy called after her "Remember daylight. Bright, shiny, lethal."
"Duh." Harmony replied. "Cynthia wanted me to help with some filing. I do work here now." As Harmony left, Buffy wondered if filing had been a standard vampire task before, and if Harmony's 'talents' included anything to do with paperwork. She'd leave that one to Cynthia.
"Amy time?" Buffy asked, looking at her habitat over in the corner.
"Not quite yet. I need to set up the ritual pentagram and everything again, and Giles wanted to be over here to supervise this time. Not that I'm not capable of doing it myself." Willow said. "Plus with the spell gone all disrupty last time, a couple extra benedictions to Circe beforehand might be wise."
"Speaking of the detransformation ritual, I should commence with my own preparations." Andrew said dramatically, leaving as well. A second later, he poked his head back in the door much less dramatically, asking "Did we need Woodland Sage or Common? I always get them mixed up."
"Woodland, Andrew. Always Woodland for furry things," Willow answered.
As he left again, Buffy asked "Do you think we're going to need to pull out bigger guns for Harmony eventually?" She didn't actively mention that the gun they had now was totally false. Harm had good ears, even theoretically across the building.
Willow grimaced. "Messing with that ensouling curse would be really hard. It was made with a specific target in mind; changing the noun genders is the least of what I'd have to do. It's really worse than that, because when I was casting it before I was really 'recasting' it. I could sort of just go with the flow."
"Harmony isn't so flow-congruent?" Buffy said, (ab)using her hard-won SAT knowledge.
"Her gradient is all over the place," Willow replied. "I don't think the original conditions of the curse would even resolve, and who knows what I could replace them with. Plus there's the whole intent thing. This is technically a curse; if it isn't the sort of thing that would 'hurt' vampire Harmony somehow, it might backfire catastrophically. Big rituals are finicky like that. I might be able to come up with something, but I'd have to learn way more about curses and it'd be a ton of work."
"I'll trust you to know what you're doing, Will." Buffy said, then frowned. "I've been monopolizing a ton of your special orientation time with the big recruitment drive and everything, are the parental units OK?"
"It's alright for now, but I am still kind of swamped," she replied. "It's really interesting though! I was looking into the computer science program this week, and they have a huge processor farm and their own heavy-duty internet connection. It made me think of some of the stuff Ms. Calendar used to show me, I could really make some of those spells whiz on that setup!"
"Looking to follow in her witchy footsteps?" Buffy asked. "You were in fine form with the pencils yesterday."
"I dunno. They're a little disappointing against non-vampires." Willow sat down by Amy's cage and popped it open, putting in her finger. Amy gave it a little nuzzle. "There's just so much to do, and so much I want to look at. There are all these new magical texts, and even though they're a little dark, they're also mondo informative and useful. I learned more about invocation cramming to help Amy in the last couple days than I have in months. Wilkins even left all these magical items around, and it feels crazy to just ignore them."
"Or leave them to someone else?" Buffy said mischievously.
Willow pouted. "I guess Andrew's OK, and Jonathan expressed an interest in magic too. Plus there's a few other people we reached out to, and Amy will hopefully be girl-shaped and witchy again." Amy let out a squeak at that, making both of them stop and look. Maybe she really was more conscious as a rat than Buffy had been. "But it's not the same as doing it myself. I kind of wish I could major in magic at UC Sunnydale, but obviously that's a bit of a non-starter."
"Just do what your heart says. I'm sure you'll be successful Willow whatever you try." Buffy said.
"And what about your heart?" Willow said wisely. "It wasn't so long ago you wanted to be all normal-girl, but you've kind of gotten into the wrong kind of summer job for that."
"Trying to be normal girl didn't get me what I really wanted." Maybe if all this had happened a month ago, Angel wouldn't have left. Not that she wasn't totally done with him now. But still. Being mayor of Sunnydale was apparently a pretty vampire-inclusive future, if the events of the past 24 hours had shown her anything. "I mean, there's no guarantee this whole thing will last. By fall there'll probably be a big election and I'll be off to be college student Buffy, with optional slay accessories and write-in major course of study."
Willow just gave her a skeptical look, and Buffy had to admit her prediction was seeming increasingly unlikely. Even her slayer dreams seemed to want her to take this seriously. "If not me, then who, huh?"
"Pretty much." Willow took her hand comfortingly.
"Squeak."
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Next time, on Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Buffy still has a lot to do to get City Hall shipshape and the town going in the right direction, even if she isn't totally sure what that is yet. The voters should pick what ground they want her to cover next episode. Additionally, Willow's going to take a long-term focus for her magical research this summer, and because the pacing was a little weird this time you'll be deciding that simultaneously. Vote by Task, using the notation I use, and don't forget that approval voting is allowed. The two votes are independent, and don't have to be combined into plans.
What does Buffy do next episode?
[][Buffy] The denizens of Sunnydale have been quiet in response to the change in leadership so far, but Buffy doesn't expect that to last. Digby's probably stirring things up, and various other groups the old mayor kept in check might start looking for a piece of the pie themselves. Buffy's going to make an effort to lay claim to whatever parts of the underworld are worth salvaging, and the rest are on notice for a slaying.
[][Buffy] The information black hole at the police station has gone on long enough. They aren't even making the token effort they used to, much less giving any help with actually dangerous problems, and City Hall has received a number of actual complaints. Buffy's more-or-less official now, and she's going to figure out just what kind of skullduggery is going on there and how to improve the sorry state of the town's patrolmen. Hopefully whatever they're doing instead of working, it isn't too bad.
[][Buffy] City Hall is just getting back to a stable state with the infusion of '99ers, but Buffy is worried that not everyone there is completely on her side. She'll look into the backgrounds and motivations of some of the old staff and even the new hires, as well as look into some of the more mysterious budget items and loose ends she can find. She isn't sure if whatever problems left hiding at City Hall are worth ignoring more obvious issues, but there might still be some corruption, or even holdouts loyal to Wilkins' agenda.
What does Willow focus on? She doesn't have enough time for more than one.
[][Willow] Artifact Magic, starting with figuring out the workings of Wilkins' hoarded supply of esoteric items
[][Willow] Ritual Magic, hopefully including the Ensoulment Curse, using Wilkins' Library of spellbooks
[][Willow] Cybermancy, using computer equipment at UC Sunnydale
[][Willow] Battle Magic, participating with some of the '99ers in training exercises