next slide (julian)
Mel went back to her routine, which included a fair amount of patrolling in addition to her classes.
She'd gotten to meet Rupert Giles, which had been kind of amazing. He was fascinated by her and did a lot of asking questions and saying 'um.' He was still pretty hurt--he said he had been attacked, by a vampire. He'd had words carved in his chest... The One Who Will Lead... and said he could remember the name of the vampire that had done this to him quite clearly.
It was Harth.
For a little while, Mel fell off the radar to think about this. But soon enough, she was back to her old self. She'd beaten Harth once, she could do it again. She didn't know how he got here, and Giles hadn't either, but she'd figure it out. Or they would.
This time, she had more help. More help than just Erin and a pack of civilians.
She had a lot more help.
Mel was sitting in her art history classroom on campus, writing notes. The setting was informal, people walking through the room and chatting or talking. She'd missed a class or two, and even auditing, there was so much material that she had to catch up. The professor was nice enough to leave those who missed a class slides and notes, and Mel was going through them. Ancient Egyptian statues were the items of the day.
She blew hair out of her face as she wrote, and a classmate of hers who'd also missed a session changed the slide.