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Aug 24, 2004 07:42

Buffy finishes her delivery to Walsh and takes her departure from the
Initiative compound.
It's late afternoon. The last of the sunlight barely warms her
as she makes her way across town, to the cemetery that holds Spike's
crypt. She's picked this time with deliberate purpose. If Drusilla is
there, Buffy will take every advantage she can get.
Particularly if the Slayer finds herself battling two master vampires
instead of "merely" one. Spike's absence has raised her hackles.
The bleached-blond may have good reason for the sudden avoidance
tendency, but his timing to put it mildly is suspicious.

She checks the cross necklace she wears, a sad smile at
the thought of Angel, as always, then palms s stake from her bag.
The crypt door is streaked with dust and faint dots of dried blood.
Buffy pulls it open one-handed and ducks under the lintel to enter.
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