( what's her gig? she'd hoped robbie's throwaway line might have been missed amid the boarding process, but apparently her luck's not that strong today. )
It's not really a... a gig, I guess.
( and most importantly, always keep your identity a secret. no one may know that you are a power ranger. it's zordon's low voice that comes from her memory, echoing in her head as she tries to think of how to explain what it is she actually does.
she could say 'i'm a cheerleader', which wouldn't necessarily be too much of a lie... but it wasn't exactly honest, either, and it didn't seem fair to hide behind half-truths when they were both being so honest. especially when buffy was just trying to help. )
I'm a Power Ranger. ( a flex of her hand, wrist rolling as her fingers curl into a tight fist, and the very beginnings of pink metallic armor begin to creep up across her skin. when the sprawl reaches the crook of her elbow, kimberly flicks her fingers open, and the armor recedes almost instantly. ) The pink ranger, specifically.
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It's not really a... a gig, I guess.
( and most importantly, always keep your identity a secret. no one may know that you are a power ranger. it's zordon's low voice that comes from her memory, echoing in her head as she tries to think of how to explain what it is she actually does.
she could say 'i'm a cheerleader', which wouldn't necessarily be too much of a lie... but it wasn't exactly honest, either, and it didn't seem fair to hide behind half-truths when they were both being so honest. especially when buffy was just trying to help. )
I'm a Power Ranger. ( a flex of her hand, wrist rolling as her fingers curl into a tight fist, and the very beginnings of pink metallic armor begin to creep up across her skin. when the sprawl reaches the crook of her elbow, kimberly flicks her fingers open, and the armor recedes almost instantly. ) The pink ranger, specifically.