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The last time I found myself at loose ends after giving up a steady career in vengeance, my plans to discover what sort of unique snowflake I might blossom into as a single, human gal in America got somewhat derailed by an impending apocalypse and also dying, neither of which continue to be relevant. That is to say without the conflicting seasonal metaphors, I need to find something I love doing that isn't Xander. It's time to get back on the horse! Once upon a time I had the Magic Box, but then certain parties became evil and by the time she was done being evil my shop could fit into— well, the name became more literal than I'd been aiming for! And anyway, I've looked everywhere and there are simply no dark arts supplies to be found anywhere under this dome, not even at the high school (not that I am now or have ever been on the premises looking for items to confiscate in really firmly secured and personal lockers, oh no; by the way, Buffy, your hair is looking lovely these days, very shiny). So reopening any kind of magical supply store here doesn't seem like it would be a profitable business venture. But watch out, Babylon! I just know that I'm a woman of varied and legal talents! And I will find myself if I have to snuggle every bunny in this world to do it.

Um. There aren't very many bunnies here, right?

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[postits]

Do you think it's possible to have more than one calling?

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Not simultaneously, who can deal with that kind of multitasking! But sequentially I imagine so. I think it's about the journey, though. It's usually the first destiny that's the easiest to come by; it's the next that you have to put some footwork into. I certainly wasn't looking to become a vengeance demon, but it was my life for like, a millennium. But then there comes a time when you just have to look at what you're doing, the blood and the screaming, and realise that you've fulfilled your purpose and now you're just falling back on what's comfortable! And I don't think life is supposed to be easy. At least not if you want to learn anything from it. Even if that means your heart may still have shoeprints on it from getting all stomped on.

[postits]

You do have a point. I suppose I only found my calling after death. However, I'm more content to wait and see if it carries over into this world than to find a new one. But I admire your spirit, Ms. Anya. Life is hard, yes, and death is harder. Not everyone realizes that. You're a very intelligent woman.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Oh. Thank you, Rube.