[ After peering into a few boxes and finding everything blank, Buffy gives up that avenue of research and continues upward, taking another spiral staircase with weapon at the ready even as she holds tight to the railing, grimacing at the pain in her foot that she refuses to let slow her down too much. She's alone in this now but that's never stopped her before.
The second floor is... overwhelming. There's so much to see that it takes her a moment to get her bearings before she can continue in her search. The computer hub is first, though she doesn't touch the computers herself. Electronics and Buffy have always been unmixy things, the realm of hacking most solidly in Willow's purview. Instead, she examines those little touches of Teen Girl, recognizing all of them from her own teen years as well as Dawn's. But where that girl is...
With no further avenue to pursue there, she turns to the terminals, examining controls and screens before focusing her attention on the radar screens. If they're active, she looks pretty closely at whatever is displayed — if not, then she gives it the good old Slayer Try of pushing buttons and hoping for the best. ]
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The second floor is... overwhelming. There's so much to see that it takes her a moment to get her bearings before she can continue in her search. The computer hub is first, though she doesn't touch the computers herself. Electronics and Buffy have always been unmixy things, the realm of hacking most solidly in Willow's purview. Instead, she examines those little touches of Teen Girl, recognizing all of them from her own teen years as well as Dawn's. But where that girl is...
With no further avenue to pursue there, she turns to the terminals, examining controls and screens before focusing her attention on the radar screens. If they're active, she looks pretty closely at whatever is displayed — if not, then she gives it the good old Slayer Try of pushing buttons and hoping for the best. ]