fandomtownies | Come As You Were Dance, Community Center, Saturday Evening

Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

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"There's nothing to spill," Luke protested ~~too much~~. "I was trapped on a planet with Imperial troops zeroing in on us and she didn't turn me over. I don't think she really wants me that dead."

Unfortunately for Luke, this was something Dawn was good at. "So, she hates you and wants you dead, but instead of turning you in so you'd actually be dead - which, hey, good for her, I applaud her decision - she...did she let you go?"

This didn't sound like someone who hated Luke. Maybe more someone who was conflicted about Luke. "She worked for the Emperor, you said? Does she want to come back from that?"

"Maybe," Luke said, "but I'm an optimist on that stuff. Ask anyone."

"Weeeeellll," Dawn was trying very hard to read her friend's expression, "You could always try to spend more time around her when she's not actively trying to kill you and talk to her..."

Spike and Faith and Anya and Willow had taught her a lot about this. "...maybe she'll remember who she was before she made bad choices. Sometimes people just don't know how to get back, y'know?"

"That's the thing," Luke said thoughtfully. "I don't get a dark side vibe off her at all. She's just ruthlessly, relentlessly competent, and the Emperor gave her orders and she wants to finish them, even though it, well, involves killing me. I don't think she really cares one way or the other about the glory of the Empire. She's certainly not working to help bring it back."

Dawn knew no one like that. "So...maybe give her a good reason why those orders are impossible to finish? Or make it so by following those orders, she realizes she's going to ruin everything she wants?"

Luke nodded. "That's the idea, if I see her again. It's a pretty big galaxy. Maybe she'll forget about me?"

Yeah, good luck with that, Luke.

Dawn smiled. "Good luck with that. You're kinda unforgettable."

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