shining_moments

Feb 21, 2005 05:46

"Doesn't our watcher do this?" Said a pretty girl who looked an awful lot like Buffy did when she was eighteen.

"Every slayer must learn how to be on her own. Your watcher will not always be there for you, and neither will I. I will not let you drag your ass through this class. A slayer's life is short, and if you're not willing to put in the research with the training then you've signed your own death certificate. Next class I want a list of 15 flesh eating demons, what makes them different, and how to kill them," groans erupted. "Class dismissed"

I looked at the professor. "Sorry, I know you said five, but the girls are slackers."

"It's okay," she said gathering up her things. "But if I were you I'd be careful, you don't need a whole floor of slayers revolting."

"You say that like it's never happened before."

She smiled warmly. "Are you okay Dawn? I mean, how was your trip. Not a vacation I guess."

Yah, I knew what she meant. I had a reputation among the girls of being too hard, too cold. Maybe she thought I would come back more relaxed. It didn't matter I was good at what I did for these girls, they would appreciate it later.

She must have seen the look of discontempt on my face.

"Well, that extra work for them just leaves more work for you to grade." She gave me a playful jab and walked out the door as I collected my things.
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