I am no gentleman (RP closed to thrninhisside)
Getting owned by vampires in a fight just made him feel more and more human and less and less like someone he should be acting like. A hero. A hunter. He wasn't a slayer. Slayers were chicks who lived only until they had to offer their lives in the heat of battle. He knew that more than anyone else in the world that a slayer meant they'd only die in the end. A brutal, long...death. Some of that made him hurt worse than anything fight against Buffy could ever do to him. He'd strained himself again, but it was getting better. The pain dulled hours later...that or his body was finally getting over it as he sat in the corner of his apartment after the hunt; shivering a tiny bit as he started working on stitching himself up before tilting his head to the side and grabbing the mirror to focus on the deep bite mark on his neck.
He bit down on his bottom lip before reaching up and pulling a tooth out of the bite and giving a small whine. "Ow..." He shouldn't have done a headbutt, clearly. It took a quick shower to feel up to everything before he walked over to the bed and sat down. Now the adrenaline kicked in, muscles underneath his skin twitching as he reached out for the phone, using his powers to move the phone over to him. His head feeling like it was shrinking at that small movement; but for some odd reason it was starting to feel like his own personal high. He smiled a tiny bit before dialing Buffy's number and asking for her to come over to his place before leaning back in his bed with a small sigh.
He bit down on his bottom lip before reaching up and pulling a tooth out of the bite and giving a small whine. "Ow..." He shouldn't have done a headbutt, clearly. It took a quick shower to feel up to everything before he walked over to the bed and sat down. Now the adrenaline kicked in, muscles underneath his skin twitching as he reached out for the phone, using his powers to move the phone over to him. His head feeling like it was shrinking at that small movement; but for some odd reason it was starting to feel like his own personal high. He smiled a tiny bit before dialing Buffy's number and asking for her to come over to his place before leaning back in his bed with a small sigh.