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Dawn Summers
This morning, she'd woken up feeling smaller than usual, which was a huge thing after being a giant for practically ever (minus Homecoming).

The next thing the Watchers council (aka Willow and Giles) heard was the resounding echo of a Dawn Summers shriek.

On the plus side? She was Dawn-sized again.

Just one small problem.

Yeah.

She wasn't sure whether to spread this around or not. First, she needed to find some kind of shirt.

[ooc: Open to phone calls or e-mails]
 
 
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Dawn Summers
30 September 2009 @ 07:37 pm
To: Everyone@fandomhigh.edu
From: Dawn.Summers@watcherscouncil.org
Re: Um.

Hey. No, I'm not dead. Just, y'know, kinda going through some stuff.

How's everyone else doing?

Love,
Dawn

P.S. - Anyone know anything about Thricewises?

P.P.S. - Oh, and don't say anything you don't want Sergeant Fury Xander to know. He's typing.

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Dawn Summers
30 January 2009 @ 06:34 pm
Not that Dawn was excited about Rikku's visit or anything, but she was practically wearing a hole in the floor as she bounced from the window to the door and back again (and again and again and again) waiting for her to arrive.

[ooc: Primarily for the blonde with the Godhand, but open if anyone wants to call or e-mail, sure!]
 
 
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Dawn Summers
20 January 2009 @ 08:05 pm
After a long week of getting settled back into her routine at school, Dawn finally checked her voicemail. She didn't recognize the first voice, so she couldn't call back to tell him that yes, to the British, tea was the same thing as sex.

The second, unfortunately, she recognized all too well. She groaned, flopped on the bed, then dialed her sister.Cut for sisterly bondingCollapse )
 
 
Dawn Summers
26 December 2008 @ 07:57 pm
Dawn was studying. Or at least that was what she was telling herself. In reality, she was avoiding everyone and doing some serious research. Classes were over, she'd done the obligatory family thing, and now she just needed to set her mind at ease.

Easier. Maybe. Because if she was really...then she had...and then there could be...

Not that she was telling anyone any of that (assuming she ever completed a sentence, even in her own head), because that way lay lots and lots of badness. And possibly dead Winchesters and Dawn locked in her room for the rest of eternity.

Which would be very, very bad. And illegal and possibly apocalyptic. God, she really should have listened to Giles, way back in the day, and had she really had that thought? And while she was at it, where the hell was the Council's interspecies genetic section? Or maybe she should cross-reference it with prophecies, comma, Key?

Maybe hiding under the bed was a viable option.
 
 
 
Dawn Summers
03 December 2008 @ 09:27 pm
Yeaaaaaah, Dawn wasn't going to class today. Or possibly tomorrow. Maybe the next day. No homework, either. She couldn't call Dean, no matter how much she needed someone to make her feel better. Or Rikku. Or Luke. They'd all known. And now they'd all know how desperate and dumb she was. Fun.

She felt very, very alone.

Then she remembered that she wasn't, and dialed a number.

[ooc: For one.]
 
 
Dawn Summers
She'd put it off long enough. No one else she knew was getting married, she'd called everyone she knew, there was no impending apocalypse to research...

Dawn was going to have to do her homework, darn it.

Latin first, since that was the easiest.

She even closed the door, since she really meant to study this time, although the music was still going.

And then, there was a knock on the door...Collapse )

[Preplayed with the very mean psychic_wonder. Rated R for "Rawr, sexy times!" and O for "Ow ow ow, emotional trauma." NFI, NFB due to distance, OOC comments are awesome!]
 
 
Dawn Summers
23 November 2008 @ 05:22 pm
After spending the day before primarily feeding Dean, Dawn had zonked out. Now, it was early (or early-ish) on Sunday, and she was warm and comfy and not at all alone in the bed.

Like she would have let Dean sleep on the floor? Come on.

[ooc: For he who is dealing with the bed-hog.]
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Dawn Summers
21 November 2008 @ 11:04 pm
It was almost finals, so Dawn was supposed to be hitting the books. What she was doing instead, though, was sorting her laundry by color, since she needed to take clean clothes with her to Scotland when she went for Thanksgiving. Buffy was still pretty unforgiving about that kind of thing.

After that, she figured she'd have a nice peanut butter, banana, and Cap'n Crunch sandwich for dinner, then get back to work. It wasn't glamorous, but at least she hadn't been kidnapped.
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Dawn Summers
22 October 2008 @ 08:48 pm
It was still midterms. Unfortunately, going to a high school homecoming, finding out the guy you were still hung up on had a date with someone else, and having most of your friends temporarily losing their minds didn't count as grounds to miss exams.

Which was really just another reason for her to miss Fandom, really.

Ignore the drool on the textbook. She was conjugating Latin via osmosis.

[ooc: For one!]