4 drabbles
The three men had frozen at his entrance, and seemed to regain the ability to draw in breath only when he shifted back to his human face. Fools. They should have known that humanity served him as much as the white lab coats did them, a thin layer useful to disguise the beast within.
But beasts they all were.
“Angelus.”
He didn’t recognize the voice, but Buffy had described the head of the Initiative several times, always amused at the woman’s snappishness when she wasn’t properly addressed. “Mags,” he used Buffy’s favorite name, “I was hoping to meet you tonight.”
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Three more
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But beasts they all were.
“Angelus.”
He didn’t recognize the voice, but Buffy had described the head of the Initiative several times, always amused at the woman’s snappishness when she wasn’t properly addressed. “Mags,” he used Buffy’s favorite name, “I was hoping to meet you tonight.”
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Three more
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