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Accumulated E-mails: Dawn
August 31st, 2000
To: bridge.carson, m.parker, isabel.evans, willow.rosenberg, dawn.summers, alanna.trebond, samuel.anders, rory.gilmore, john.crichton, d'anna.biers, angela.chase, martin.blank, veruca.cally, samantha.carter, nadia.santos, alex.krycek, jake.gavin, peter.pevensie, skankzero.hopelesssavage /// @fandomhigh.net, veronica.mars@hearst.edu
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: [blank]
If *any* of you guys get this, will you tell everybody else I'm trying to call and write but everything keeps bouncing back at me? I haven't got anything from Fandom, either, and I'm pretty sure you didn't *all* decide I need to be shunnedOMG. And Willow can't get e-mail out to her friends from Hogwarts, so it's not the phone or the alumni net thing, it's some kind of interference on this end, she thinks. She's
This may not go through either, but I'll keep trying. And if you get spammed, um. Sorry? Better than thinking I was blowing you off, right?
Miss you all,
Xander
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ooooo. [The same e-mail repeated every day until September 10th, 2000]
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September 12th, 2000
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Hey
Meant to e-mail you as soon as I got here, but then things got weird. Which you've probably figured out one way or another, whether you got the e-mails I already sent out or not. Guess this goes on the pile of Sending This Anyways. Pretty sure nobody's getting them, but I might as well act like you are; beats the alternative.
Anyhow, just wanted to let you know I do remember. That you weren't always here, I mean. I guess being in another dimension kept me out of the spell, and it didn't kick in once I got here.
I haven't said anything - just hope nothing comes up where I'm *supposed* to know something happened one way when it really happened another. They almost got me already because Buffy remembers me writing her about you. She's even got copies of the e-mails. I *didn't*, though; I thought the idea of a sister she doesn't have might freak her out. I think she wrote it off as me just being distracted because I can't contact you guys, but it was a close one. Wish we'd had more time to talk about how things were different in your Sunnydale and mine. I know you didn't want to tell me much about the future, but knowing about the *past* would sure help right now.
Speaking of the future, I talked to your mom yesterday. My your-mom. The you-here's your mom. You know what I mean. She's been having headaches. I don't know if that's what happened to your your-mom, but I told her she should get them checked out. I may've also told her she should *really* get them checked out because I had inside information from the future - so I'll write again and let you know how she is, or if the world explodes because we cheated.
Well, okay, no, if the world explodes I probably won't. So be on the lookout for one with good news, instead.
~Xander
P.S. Little you called me her favorite college-guy. I'm pretty sure that was a compliment even though I'm kind of the only college-guy she knows. She's kind of adorkable, I'mjustsayin.
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November 21st, 2000
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Things
Well, I get it now. There was a non-Mayor-sized-snake-thing that I'm guessing you remember, and it went right after you, and... I may've pushed Buffy on why by pointing out that hi we are not *stupid*, and we can protect you-her better if we know why something's after her.
...I'm choosing to take the blank stares I got from everybody else as an effect of the spell because the other option is we actually *are* that stupid. I *do* think we can protect her better if we know. I kind of think Buffy should tell *her* too, before she figures it out on her own and all hell breaks loose - you're kinda sneaky, y'know.
Maybe not til after tomorrow, though. Your mom's having surgery and everybody's wigged enough as it is, especially Buffy and wee-you. The docs know what they're supposed to be looking out for, though. They said they'd be looking out for that anyway, but that just means we keep bugging them about checking for it after, too.
I can't promise we can fix it. I'd rather say that now and give you happy news later, because the other way around would kind of kill me, I think. But I'll do my damnedest.
~Xander
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November 22nd, 2000, 11:45 p.m.
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: About that news?
She's in recovery now.
love, Xander
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November 28th, 2000
To: bridge.carson, m.parker, isabel.evans, willow.rosenberg, dawn.summers /// @fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Aliens
I like the ones at our school better. I'm just sayin'. Big chunk of space rock. Thing that likes to suck crazy people's brains out. Psych ward at hospital. In conclusion, eww. I saved you a piece of the meteor, though, Isabel. Don't know if I'll see you again to give it to you, but seemed like something you could add to your collection, even if it's not from Roswell.
Miss you guys.
love, Xander
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December 25th, 2000
To: bridge.carson, callisto, m.parker, isabel.evans, willow.rosenberg, dawn.summers, alanna.trebond, aeryn.sun, samuel.anders, rory.gilmore, john.crichton, d'anna.biers, angela.chase, martin.blank, veruca.cally, samantha.carter, nadia.santos, alex.krycek, jake.gavin, peter.pevensie, peter.parker, skankzero.hopelesssavage, jenny.calendar, jaye.tyler /// @fandomhigh.net, veronica.mars@hearst.edu
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Merry Stuffs
Happymerrypeacefulzombiefree Chrismakuhsticearoni - does that cover everybody? And I figure if I'm throwing bottles of e-mail out into the internets it's just as likely they'll make it to ancient Greece as it is that they'll hit Fandom, so Cal, if you're reading this, happy whatever the hell you guys celebrate in December too. Happy Anniversary-of-the-Strip-Triad-Game-I'm-Kinda-Sorry-I-Missed, maybe.
Willow says hi me and hi Bridge, and then she kind of shakes her head a little bit because she's still on the Oh Xander train and thinks I don't get how unlikely it is that you guys will ever see this. I do, though. Some things are just worth saying anyway, you know?
Like I passed my first semester of classes. It was touch and go for a while, but I am an actual bonafide college guy, as opposed to an actual bonafide flunkedoutofcollege guy. An actual bonafide college guy with his first actual bonafide car, too, even if it's an actual bonafide POS. And everybody here is alive and ...about as safe as you ever get in Sunnydale. (Dawn, there's a maybe on the Thing; they can't tell yet but they're checking again next week.)
Except now I ran out of news that's fit to print and doesn't involve other people's sekrits. That's one of the drawbacks about the whole never hearing back thing, aside from the obvious - all I can do is talk about me.
So instead I'll make stuff up about you guys. If I don't hear back from you I'll just assume I was right.
Let's see, it's December, so you've already had at least one invasion. This time it was MIMES. Marty, Peter Parker, Greg, Cally and Belthazor all got taken over and formed a troupe, roaming the dorms and annoying...I mean scaring the crap out of everybody who set foot in the hallways. The evil mimes were foiled when John, Sam, Nadia and Bridge joined together and built a giant invisible box around them (that dispenses cotton candy when they bang on the walls to be let out), and all the students went back to...as normal as they ever were. The mimes are still there, but no one cares because you all threw a sheet over the box and went on with your lives.
Veronica, Cal, Angel and Logan all came back for Homecoming. Angel's hair looked stupid. This is not actually news. Greg gave him a makeover, though. It still looks stupid (not Greg's fault; you can only work with what you're given), but it's taller now.
D'anna turned into a frog for a while, and had a wild fling with Jeremiah, but they broke it off even before D got turned back due to irreconcilable Vanessa Saturn shipping preferences. The Perk closed down and was replaced by a fancy mineral water store. Rory and Jake sat on the sidewalk in front of it every day for a week and LOOKED SAD AND WOEFUL at everybody who went in or out until they gave up and turned it back into a coffee shop. In not unrelated news, Krycek had a minor nervous breakdown during this period, but he's better now. He only twitches uncontrollably if you mention Evian around him.
Alanna dyed her hair black and took up smoking clove cigarettes and wearing a beret. Faithful laughed so hard he completely lost his voice, which is exactly why she did it. He was grumpy once he figured that out, but Willow and Anders cheered him up with catnip-laced cookies.
Angela dyed her hair black and took up smoking clove cigarettes and wearing a beret too, but it was a philosophical statement. Which didn't stop Faithful from laughing at her too.
Dean the Tick was seen wearing jeans and a t-shirt, which made everybody (except people from Sunnydale) wonder if the apocalypse was nigh, but no, the laundry machines were just on strike again so he couldn't wash his tights. The randomly-disappearing clothes thing happened again too, but this time it was even taking people's underwear. Jaye skipped classes to follow Constable Fraser around all week. Nobody knows for sure what happened but she was back in class on Monday and she WON'T STOP SMILING.
How'd I do?
love,
Xander
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January 1st, 2001
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net, bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Blowing up the universe
We didn't.
love, Xander
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January 19th, 2001
To: bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net, rory_gilmore@fandomhigh.net, dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net, willow.rosenberg@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Buffy's Birthday
...absolutely *nothing* happened to screw up the party.
This worries me.
Dawn and Willow can explain that one to you, Bridge and Rory.
Okay, Buffy looked at me a *little* weird when she unwrapped her present and found five (cheapity because unlike some people I can't actually make my own) cell phones in the box? But I explained that whole 'keeping everybody networked so people know you're not dead and thus you don't get yelled at and if someone's actually in danger of being dead they can call for help as demonstrated last week' concept, and she was pretty pro- lack of yelling. And anti-being dead. Plus, and I quote, "Shiiiiiny."
love, Xander
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September 20th, 2001
To: bridge.carson, m.parker, peter.parker, isabel.evans, willow.rosenberg, dawn.summers /// @fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Geek Love
There was a van outside the apartment complex this afternoon with a picture of the Killing Moon airbrushed on it. Win. That is all.
~Xander
P.S. ....yes, I tried to go
P.P.S. By the way, Peter, sitting on spoilers for Vanessa Saturn for another *three years*? Bites. OTOH...Z Cases Season 9? *rubs hands together*
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November 2nd, 2001
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
Subject: [blank]
DID YOU BRNG BUFFY BACK? PLS PLS ANSWR NOW IF YOU GET THS. XANDER.
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November 2nd, 2001
To: bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net, dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net, m.parker@fandomhigh.net, isabel.evans@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: [blank]
You know that possible biggest mistake we ever made? Except you don't know, Dawn, because I was kind of not telling you we brought Faith back here even though I knew you had one making doughnut runs in your Sunnydale, because I didn't know if it was the same reason why, still don't since I'm guessing you didn't get the e-mail I sent earlier what with the no answer and I couldn't ever figure out how to tell you we saved your mom, but lost your sister. I'm sorry - I owed you that and I bailed, same way I bailed on telling Angel when I think I owed him too but I stayed in the car because I couldn't take seeing the look on his face when Willow let him know.
Sorry, not me so much with the sentences order in together putting English right now, 'cause we might have just zoomed past the breaking Faith out of prison scale without passing Go and I'm pretty sure none of us suddenly has an extra 200 bucks, but I do have dirt under my fingernails and a desire to never ever ever see anybody regurgitate live snakes ever again, and I think Willow doesn't have a girlfriend anymore. Again. Among other things that I totally missed were happening with her. And I don't know if Joyce and Giles and Spike are going to kiss or kill us, not sure if *they* know, not even sure if we're gonna end up in the utterly non-special hell if they do take the kill option for what we did tonight except I think no because it's the first time since May that anything in the world has felt *right*.
All I know for sure is it worked. She's upstairs right now in her own bed. Asleep. *Breathing*. We've got her back. Buffy's alive.
love,
Xander
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ooooo. [Additional random e-mail of a more coherent, less dramallamariffic, and decidedly handwavy nature.]
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May 3rd, 2002
To: bridge.carson, willow.rosenberg, dawn.summers, peter.pevensie, peter.parker, isabel.evans, elizabeth.delgado, veruca.cally, samuel.anders // @fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Graduation
For the record, I do know I'm in your past and if my e-mails ever get through at all, it might not be for another 20-some years and you're all 40+ and balding (...except maybe not the girls because that's really hard to picture). But it's been two years for *me*, so for the sake of not making my head hurt from the math (and me not having to picture *any* of you balding), I'm gonna play like it's been that long for you guys, m'kay? And I don't even know exactly when you'd be graduating because the dates are different, so I'm going for early instead of late.
Wow, that was a lot of leadup for "Hey, I miss you guys and I hope you're all ok, and I'm damn proud of you even if I'm not there to see what I'm being proud of."
Hey, I miss you guys and I hope you're all ok, and I'm damn proud of you even if I'm not there to see what I'm being proud of.
Wish I could - if I could pick a time and be there for just one thing, it'd be to see your class graduate. Since I can't, though, here's hoping you get this someday. Take care of yourselves and each other, and keep in touch if you can. I know you're all going off to other places and different dimensions even, but from somebody who's been there, knowing you've got friends makes all the difference.
~Xander
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May 3rd, 2002
To: bridge.carson, dawn.summers, m.parker, isabel.evans, callisto /// @fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Graduation II, See Me Not Making The Boogaloo Joke? Cookies plz.
Been a while, yeah, sorry. I know I don't write as much as I did at first, 'cause at some point it got to be more about me having somebody to talk at than really believing you'd ever get them, and things are better here now - I don't need that quite as much. But I do still think about you, and sometimes there's just stuff that I couldn't say to anybody else, or I couldn't go *without* saying to you, even if you never hear it. And I'm kind of going on faith
So anyway yeah. In case you wondered how things are in Xander-land, it really is better. I kind of graduated too, except for the part where I'm still taking classes. The construction management thing has an associate's degree after two years, though, so I've got a piece of paper that... mostly lets me do the stuff at work that I've already been doing, and makes the boss point to me when they need a monkey in a suit to go talk to the client.
Means I get a bit more money, too, enough for a better apartment. Just the one roomie
Ought to head out to help patrol, though, since you know both Slayers out of town in May means the Hellmouth is gonna choose today to start spewing purple demonic lava or something.
love,
Xander
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May 9th, 2002
To: bridge.carson@fandomhigh.net, dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Something I need to tell you two
A couple days ago, things got bad. Really bad. Even though we tried as hard as we could, and she did get better, she got to spend another year with Buffy and Dawn, we ended up losing Joyce.
We lost Tara, too. I don't know if you even knew her in your dimension, Dawn, but Willow, my Willow, loved her, and she was a good friend. Willow kind of... went over the edge with magic. We got her back, but she's not the same. None of us are; how could we be?
I'm sorry. It's not like with Buffy. I'm not afraid we screwed something up. There was no way any of us could've known this would happen. I'm just sorry because I know Dawn misses her, and now we do too, and I wish I could've made it so somebody didn't have to.
love,
Xander
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February 18th, 2003
To: dawn.summers@fandomhigh.net
From: xharris@ucsd.edu
Subject: Just wanted to say
You really are extraordinary. Just in case your version of me never told you that. Or even if he did.
Love,
Xander
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March 18th, 2003
To: aeryn.sun, alanna.trebond, alex.krycek, angela.chase, belthazor, bridge.carson, callisto, cameron.mitchell, charlie.kawalsky, conner.mcknight, d'anna.biers, dawn.summers, elizabeth.delgado, hamlet.dane, isabel.evans, jake.gavin, jaye.tyler, jenny.calendar, john.crichton, m.parker, marty.blank, nadia.santos, peter.parker, peter.pevensie, phoebe.halliwell, rory.gilmore, samantha.carter, samuel.anders, veruca.cally, willow.rosenberg, zero.hopelesssavage, zoe.washburn ///@fandomhigh.net, veronica.mars@hearst.edu, cchase@nyu.edu, hotsauce@yahoo.com
From: purplefrog@yahoo.com
In case you guys heard about Sunnydale going under (or hell, maybe it happened years ago for some of you), just wanted to let you know we came through. Most of us, anyway. The world's not getting taken over by vampires, at least not this week. Faith saved us.
(That's a name; I didn't like, join a cult or something. Like Faith who used to be in Fandom, just this one was ours.)
Got to go. We're on our way to LA, just stopped for gas and the truckstop has wifi so I dragged out the keyboard since it's easier than typing on the phone. So anyway. I'm still here. Hope you're still there, wherever there might be these days.
~Xander
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