Buffy Good Omens
Buffy was breathing heavily, favouring her right leg, but from somewhere she managed to muster up a grin.
“That all you got?”
The vamp snarled and then stopped, looking confused. Buffy followed its gaze, and saw a tall man dressed in tweed walking towards them.
“Get out of here!”
The vamp grinned slowly, as the man came within range.
“Run!”
He looked at her for a moment, blue eyes slightly vague, and she watched in disbelief as the vampire grabbed him…
And combusted. She blinked in shock.
He came towards her, making a face as he patted ineffectually at the dust that covered him.
“What the hell did you just-”
“Language, please, dear girl.”
“Who are you? What’re you doing? And what is up with British guys and tweed?”
“I’m saving the world.” He smiled, looking faintly embarrassed at the phrase. “You’re not as alone as you think, my dear.”
“That all you got?”
The vamp snarled and then stopped, looking confused. Buffy followed its gaze, and saw a tall man dressed in tweed walking towards them.
“Get out of here!”
The vamp grinned slowly, as the man came within range.
“Run!”
He looked at her for a moment, blue eyes slightly vague, and she watched in disbelief as the vampire grabbed him…
And combusted. She blinked in shock.
He came towards her, making a face as he patted ineffectually at the dust that covered him.
“What the hell did you just-”
“Language, please, dear girl.”
“Who are you? What’re you doing? And what is up with British guys and tweed?”
“I’m saving the world.” He smiled, looking faintly embarrassed at the phrase. “You’re not as alone as you think, my dear.”