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She turned the water off, brushing her wet hair back amidst a cloud of steam. Her toes touched down on the fuzz of the little bathroom carpet and she glanced in the mirror. It was steamed up, so she brushed a hand across it, smiling slight at her distorted reflection on its wet surface. They had waited for so long, was it any wonder they'd spent so ( Read more... )

Buffy opens her door, letting Angel in. The room is pretty spartan, as she just used it now and then when she needed to be away from home, or had things going on here that upset her and didn't want Dawn seeing her that way. There's a pile of burnt rags in one corner, the leftovers from her clothing yesterday when her apartment exploded. An uneaten ( Read more... )

Very early morning. Most people are asleep, but for the little group that stayed up all night for whatever reasons and one or two very early risers ( Read more... )

Davinci's was an opulent, high-class nightclub. She hardly fit the dresscode, but the doormen let her in without question or cover charge. Their passive faces made her a bit nervous that, just maybe this was a really bad idea. The incredibly large guard behind the door in the basement was just as accepting, walking side-by-side with her into the ( Read more... )

Buffy materializes of the wall and into her apartment's hallway. Right in front of a rather annoyed-looking Dawn. She freezes for a moment, mentally going over what might happen if Dawn actually saw what just happened. The thought of her little sister in Milliway's was a frightening one. Luckily, Dawn seems oblivious, even though it would have been ( Read more... )

Feeling melancholy and wishing for some distraction, the being now named Fleur duFeu crosses the bar and opens the front door, stepping through it and disappearing with a pop sound. Not realizing that it shouldn't be able to leave, and intending to come back anyway, the demon is not Bound to the bar ( Read more... )

Still I’m standing
I know I’ll get through
Time’s all I have
And I will wait for youAfter hours of watching and waiting, no one came. It was like a piece of old furniture, used up and forgotten in the excitement of something new. They were distracted by Moiraine's plight, and because she was their friend, that was more important. It understood ( Read more... )

Buffy sits in her room. She's tired of fighting. Ever since she came here, she's been fighting, if not in the usualy, physical way, than in the emotional or psychological way. And she's tired. She desperately wants to not care. She wants to lie down and let whatever is coming just happen. Surely it can't be worse than anything else she's gone ( Read more... )

She didn't sleep, instead staring at the ceiling of her new room in Milliways, trying to sleep, but failing horribly. As the first light of dawn peeked in the window, she got up, not getting dressed since she hadn't gotten undressed in the first place. Her clothes were wrinkled, her eyes red ( Read more... )