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[Nightfall is settling in. Buffy, in comfy sweats and a wife-beater (a la icon), is out for a jog. Slayer-gone-normal-girl has got to keep up her athleticism somehow--and that how involves a few evening runs. Her hair is tied back and the low pony tail slides irritatingly against her red wings.
Her route takes her in and around the village as she's keen on keeping an eye on the comings and goings of the place. So anything interesting going down? She'll probably stop and have a good lurk. Or if someone friendly and-slash-or known is about? She'll slow down for a good chat. Also, someone may catch her on a rare stretch break.
At this particular moment, she is stopping to take a long and generous drink from a water bottle clutched in her right hand. Normal exercise is tough work.]
Her route takes her in and around the village as she's keen on keeping an eye on the comings and goings of the place. So anything interesting going down? She'll probably stop and have a good lurk. Or if someone friendly and-slash-or known is about? She'll slow down for a good chat. Also, someone may catch her on a rare stretch break.
At this particular moment, she is stopping to take a long and generous drink from a water bottle clutched in her right hand. Normal exercise is tough work.]