Post for hellmouth high
The platinum haired vampire made his way down the dark streets that consumed the town of Sunnydale. A small smirk rose upon his pail pink lips as he had big plans for tonight. Well, the same plans he had every night, to kill the bloody slayer. A slight laugh escaped his lips as he thought about watching the slayer die. Buffy would give him more pleasure then the other two slayers he killed did.
Clad in a pair of black jeans, which were rolled up a couple inches from the bottom to reveal a pair of black army boots, a red button down shirt which laid over a black t-shirt. The entire outfit was covered by his black leather duster which seemed to fit him so perfect. He made his way towards the cemetery, hoping to catch a little run in with the slayer. Blue orbs scanned over the setting around him as he entered the cemetery.
“Here slayer slayer” He softly says to himself as he beings making his rounds of the cemetery. He lingers in the shadows so no one will notice him if he happens to come upon anyone, especially the slayer, he wouldn’t want to give her the advantage now would he.
Clad in a pair of black jeans, which were rolled up a couple inches from the bottom to reveal a pair of black army boots, a red button down shirt which laid over a black t-shirt. The entire outfit was covered by his black leather duster which seemed to fit him so perfect. He made his way towards the cemetery, hoping to catch a little run in with the slayer. Blue orbs scanned over the setting around him as he entered the cemetery.
“Here slayer slayer” He softly says to himself as he beings making his rounds of the cemetery. He lingers in the shadows so no one will notice him if he happens to come upon anyone, especially the slayer, he wouldn’t want to give her the advantage now would he.