My senses are changing. I am feeling weird things. (And no, it's not leftover from my
hangover.) I probably should check on what's going on in LA... but I just don't care.
Walking down the streets of Sunnydale, knowing that with very few exceptions no one can harm me... hmmmm. Power.
I can close my eyes and sense things around me. Dim lights for the humans, flickering weakly. Brighter for other supernatural beings. And one... etheric emanation. I wrap my hand around the amulet
D'Hoffryn gave me, my power center, and I can feel it a bit stronger.
I follow my senses to... a bar? Great, the day after I swear off drinking. Sort of. Well, it's not like whatever rotgut they have is going to kill me.