005: Demons are not Eskimos [Voice/Action]
[Ruby is a little surprised when night falls without warning. The ascending of monsters doesn't particularly surprise her though. She's got the knife Faith gave her and she's more grateful for it now than ever. What really pisses Ruby off and is responsible for the 'bitch please' look on her face is the cold. Ruby hates the cold. She hates the cold. Any cold and 60 degrees can be damn cold when one's body temperature does precisely regulate itself. Right now she's fighting a buggane. She shoves the knife into the hollow of the thing's throat and jerks up. The creature falls back lifeless and Ruby steps back, raking a hand through her hair. She's got some blood smeared across her collarbone. That's going to be an ugly wound for...well quite a while.]
First of all when the fuck did it get so cold? Second of all is there a common place we're all holing up and third of all who's up for a bonfire?
First of all when the fuck did it get so cold? Second of all is there a common place we're all holing up and third of all who's up for a bonfire?