Post to the RP Game __fading__ in GJ
The way you're life can change in moments is just plain ironic. I mean one minute I'm walking through my own wing in my mansion and the next I'm on a plane to Sunnydale, California. When I first stepped through the Summers threshold I was a potential but when I rode on that speeding bus out of the town I was a slayer. From what I've heard Buffy has done the whole 'Save the world' bit and this one wasn't too new. There's no rush like the fight and no feeling like I had as we drove away from that crater. Sure I was always a confident, some say snobby, girl but having the knowledge that I was chosen was extraordinary. Besides I walked out of it all with a beautiful woman on my arm.
But the vacation was short lived. Before I knew it I was rounded up and carted back to Cali. Buffy's old boyfriend, Angel, needed some help stopping an apocalypse. I was pretty pumped. I had taken on evil before, I could and would again. When I saw the number of demons my gung ho-ness filtered away. The dragon was taken out first and I looked over my shoulder. There she was, my goddess, taking care of things. I charged into the fight without a second thought, oh it was on.
In the end I walked away from the battle with a hurt arm and a cut on my eyebrow. The blood leaked into my eye and burned but someone helped me back to Angel's old place of business, the hotel. I think it was Faith who ripped a piece of her shirt putting it on my bleeding cut.
"Thanks Faye.", I said.
"Anytime wannabe.", she replied before walking away. I held the piece of fabric to my eyebrow closing my eyes. Soft hands moved mine and took over the task of assisting my wound. I knew who it was; her scent, her touch, the way she breathed, was so familiar to me.
"Goddess slash doctor.", I sighed. I could practically hear her grin and blush. When she was done I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. She looked so worried."It'll be gone by morning.", her eyes focused on my arm."Slight bruising, I'm fine.", she gave me a weak grin."Don't worry baby. We'll take care of this, just like before.", she sat next to me and I put my arm around her as she layed her head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead hoping I was right.
But the vacation was short lived. Before I knew it I was rounded up and carted back to Cali. Buffy's old boyfriend, Angel, needed some help stopping an apocalypse. I was pretty pumped. I had taken on evil before, I could and would again. When I saw the number of demons my gung ho-ness filtered away. The dragon was taken out first and I looked over my shoulder. There she was, my goddess, taking care of things. I charged into the fight without a second thought, oh it was on.
In the end I walked away from the battle with a hurt arm and a cut on my eyebrow. The blood leaked into my eye and burned but someone helped me back to Angel's old place of business, the hotel. I think it was Faith who ripped a piece of her shirt putting it on my bleeding cut.
"Thanks Faye.", I said.
"Anytime wannabe.", she replied before walking away. I held the piece of fabric to my eyebrow closing my eyes. Soft hands moved mine and took over the task of assisting my wound. I knew who it was; her scent, her touch, the way she breathed, was so familiar to me.
"Goddess slash doctor.", I sighed. I could practically hear her grin and blush. When she was done I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. She looked so worried."It'll be gone by morning.", her eyes focused on my arm."Slight bruising, I'm fine.", she gave me a weak grin."Don't worry baby. We'll take care of this, just like before.", she sat next to me and I put my arm around her as she layed her head on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead hoping I was right.