Slayerness

Aug 30, 2004 11:20

I gave Galen a lap dance.

I. Gave. Galen. A. Lap. Dance.

And called him "Gallie." Oh my God.

The drugs...*shakes her head* And the tattoo. The tattoo.

I kind of like my hair, though. At least the piercings have nearly healed (yes, I'm keeping them)...must be because I'm slayer now. That's just...

Oh man, the way we all blew off Taylor. And just the way...

I'm not thinking about it. I've got more important things to worry about. Like being a slayer. I never really thought about being activated. I kind of day dreamed about it. Being this lone hero, me against the world, saving people all by myself. Didn't happen that way, but I guess things from day dreams never happen the way you picture.

Anyway, I'm wicked strong. I've got a lot of other girls around as well as everyone else, so I'm feeling kind of useless. I won't tell anyone, though. It seems stupid to be whining that I'm not the one dependent on saving the world. I don't really know what everyone else thinks of me being a slayer. I think Connor likes it; he's off my case about patrolling now. I could probably take him if we fought...

Hell, I could probably take anyone. It's what a slayer's supposed to do, right?

Des had a vision about two attacks. Connor and Galen ran off to fight one, so I'm left with Dylan to fight the other. Told you Con lightened up on patrolling.
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