[he would've been there sooner, but things happen and Slayerettes have issues with not packing exactly what they need. Then they have issues with certain motel rooms and then they have issue with the whole vampire nest on the way.

He wasn't late though.

Not really.

Okay, slightly.]

Hello?

[there are three able bodied Slayers unloading all ( Read more... )

Okay ( Read more... )

( Phone Calls and Road Trips )

[is standing in the lobby... staring at a giant sixteen foot Christmas tree... wondering why it was there]

Buffy, I'm going to guess this is your doing?

[is waiting in the lobby, ready to hit Christopher and make sure Faith at least gets a good glaring at, for starting all the trouble]

Buffy wasn’t the clubbing type. The demon could tell that just by the clothes in her closet, and in fact, most of it made her want to puke, but she could at least work with some of it. Being the Slayer, she had a decent amount of leather and black. A bit of mix and matching and some fresh new make-up and she was ready for some time on the town ( Read more... )