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[The General is dead and Buffy Summers is making her way slowly and painfully back to the village proper. In one hand, she drags her torn and muddied jacket. In the other, her replica Slayer scythe stained with blood and the odd piece of feather. Here is the warrior's triumphant return; battered, bloody and broken in more than one place. Her hair is matted and her face hard to recognize beneath a caked layer of who-knows-what. Buffy is wearing her victory trophy around her neck; it's a small locket. She hasn't looked inside of it, yet.
There was so much to do. She has to check on Dawn--on the whole household. There were others who probably should hear about the events surrounding the General. But before all that, Buffy has to look after her own wounds. Some of them were too serious to just wait for the once-again halved regeneration rate to kick in. It was a slow walk to Kirk and McCoy's apartment. Once there, she skips her habitual barging-in for the sake of a muted and steady knock on the door. Four knocks and she drops her arm again, waiting for the door to open. God, all she wants to do it sit down somewhere and stay sitting forever.
This comes on the very coat-tails of this thread. If folk are curious, feel free to stop Buffy on the path. Housemates? As soon as she's patched up, she's coming home to check on your efforts so you can assume her walking through the door or maybe finding her gingerly sitting somewhere and generally being in pain.]
There was so much to do. She has to check on Dawn--on the whole household. There were others who probably should hear about the events surrounding the General. But before all that, Buffy has to look after her own wounds. Some of them were too serious to just wait for the once-again halved regeneration rate to kick in. It was a slow walk to Kirk and McCoy's apartment. Once there, she skips her habitual barging-in for the sake of a muted and steady knock on the door. Four knocks and she drops her arm again, waiting for the door to open. God, all she wants to do it sit down somewhere and stay sitting forever.
This comes on the very coat-tails of this thread. If folk are curious, feel free to stop Buffy on the path. Housemates? As soon as she's patched up, she's coming home to check on your efforts so you can assume her walking through the door or maybe finding her gingerly sitting somewhere and generally being in pain.]