May 07, 2004 10:17
I laughed as the little Slayer ran away to her friends.
It had been a decent fight, giving me more energy more than injury.
"Go little bird. Fly, fly away. Bring your little friends with you. You can't stop me...no matter how hard you try."
((Any other Baddies willing to come and play? Well, talk at least..))
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Walking aimlessly, I ran across some strange girl who spoke of...birds.
"I had a bird once. Quite a few actually, but they always seemed to die... As they left; so did their sweet songs. I miss their singing..."
She was covered in a familiar scent.
"Ohh, you've been dancing with the Slayer. Was she a good partner?"
Tilting my head slightly I studied her then smiled.
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"Birds are nice..playthings are better. Don't you think?"
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"Oh yes. Very much so."
This girl had power, I could feel it, and it made my skin tingle.
"Did you make the Slayer scream? Nasty girl...she takes joy in ruining the fun of others. Only serves her right to be made into something to have fun with."
Bowing my head slightly I then looked back to her.
"I'm Drusilla. Now, what should I call you?"
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It could rival mine.. but let us save that for later.
"I believe that the Slayer could make a good caged plaything, yes. But if she brought more playthings with her, it would be even more fun.."
I looked at her, in her eyes.
"..Drusilla was it?"
My smile broadened.
"You can call me Kandace."
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I giggled slightly.
"She's got plenty of friends. I Always did think her odd for that fact."
And unlike Sunnydale...she also had Angel's team. The more the merrier.
"A Witch...two souled vampires...a seer...and a few useless humans. Got enough cages for them all do you?"
I gleamed as I got a mental picture of a petting zoo where the Slayer and her lot were the main attraction.
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