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The door flies open and Buffy comes flying in, tucking herself into a roll before hitting the floor to absorb the impact, but she still manages to smack into a table. It falls over. After a brief pause, during which she takes a quick assement of how many limbs she currently has (four, for the curious), she peeks over the fallen table at the door. Her eyes go a little wider, her eyebrows raising quite a bit. Blinking, she looks in the bag she's carrying. Once satisfied that all contents are intact, she stands up and dusts herself off. There's very little left of her clothing, burnt as it is. There's a steady stream of smoke coming off her, and her skin is riddled with burn, which she ignores. She also rights the table again.
After all of this, she nonchalantly looks around to see who's there, with a big grin on her face. Much as that hurt, it was fun.
After all of this, she nonchalantly looks around to see who's there, with a big grin on her face. Much as that hurt, it was fun.