WHO: Brynna Addams and Kendra WHERE: Community Kitchen WHEN: Early this afternoon. WHAT: Just random run-ins. STATUS: Closed/Incomplete Ratings: TBD, but doubtful that it will be higher than PG-13
Kendra hadn't had much of a chance to get her own food. Kendra hadn't had much of a chance to get a job. Kendra hadn't had much of a chance to do anything, except scout bit by bit of the city during her evening and train during the mornings. Training that was difficult since many of the weapons that she had back where she lived with Mr. Zabuto weren't here. She would have to see Buffy about stocking up on more things. Just because this planet lacked their type of monsters was no reason to be unprepared. To lose practice. Kendra never lost practice and a lack of the proper equipment wasn't enough keep her from making up for it as much as she could.
She had to admit that she was a little bit in love with the gym. Even if it was just to herself. Not that she had anyone else to admit it to. Buffy, maybe? However, Buffy was ten years older than she was if not more. And she had other things to worry about. Despite the strangeness of it finding Buffy the one in charge of things and the fact that she would have denied it, especially in front of the blonde Slayer, Kendra wasn't at all surprised that Buffy was one of the first in commands. She didn't know much about this Andrew as a watcher. In fact, Kendra tried very hard not to think about it. However, Buffy being in charge made sense. After she was always having to go around doing things her way, getting people's faces, and getting them to do what she wanted. She was bossy. Too disobedient to follow orders yet too dedicated to leave people behind. Yes, Kendra did think it was a good thing. Did think Buffy would and was doing a good job. Just because she felt this way didn't mean she would skim on the truth and reality.
It was good that Buffy had come so far. And it didn't leave her feeling sorry for herself because she had died before realizing much of anything. Because Kendra didn't do feeling sorry for oneself. Nevertheless, it left her with a will to do things better.
She simply hadn't quite figured out how to do that in relation to ... other people.