A house apparently unguarded.
Tonight had been no different from any of the other nights that I had known since coming to Sunnydale. Okay, sure, it was true, many nights, I didn't go outside. And then there were other nights when I did go outside in which the vampire population didn't seem out of control, but on a lot of nights, I had my stakes on me, and my martial arts skills
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Still trying to shake off rage from that ghosts words, I composed myself. In order to answer that question, I would be giving away something that I wanted to tell Buffy about directly.
I still wasn't sure if the ghost thing was listening, so before I proceeded, I wanted to make sure that we weren't about to be interrupted again by the ineffectual black-Casper-taunter.
"What did it mean about your family and you wanting to stay away? Come to think of it, why are you even here? Last I knew, high school principles didn't make house calls."
I smiled. "I suppose that you are right. High school principals aren't common for making house calls. You have me there, but I assure you that I am on your side. But first, please tell me what that ghost was. It's not common for ghosts to be seen, even if we both know that the world is not only populated by humans."
She was training to be a slayer. I was raised by a watcher. Slayers were from a line and only became one when the last one, Buffy in this case, was killed. One could train for it, if they knew their calling in advance, I supposed.
I wished now, that I had gone over all of those sort of things with Crowley before he passed away.
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