Dunno when it happened, it just did. Run into some chick with super powers one night. Some time later you get introduced to C3PO and stick figure barbie who put the B in the word bicker. Fun to watch gotta admit that. They can gimme hours of entertainment with their bicker sessions. Bet their make up sessions are even better. Okay, So didn't want to know that
( ... )
"Figures," I grinned, barely fastening my seatbelt in place as he launched away from the sidewalk, "Give a guy a job and all he wants to do is behead things."
Which didn't exactly paint me in a good light because that was all I wanted to do tonight, present company accounted for.
We sat in silence for a moment, me watching Gunn's fingers as they tapped out the tune on his radio. It was weird how much could change in a year. Normal, College life Buffy, drawn into a fight of helping helpless with Cordelia of all people.
The first night I'd met Gunn I'd been fighting a demon in Cordelia's vision. Large, scaly guy, much with the eww on the perfume front in that the guy stunk, really. I'd just finished beheading the thing, hadn't noticed its very scaly *other* friend sneaking up on me.
I heard a wet sound, found a pretty handsome (okay, who were we kidding here? A pretty gorgeous) guy standing there and offering me his hand. "Whoa, dude... Freaky," he mused, pulling me up, "You just kill that thing?"I'd nodded and from there my
( ... )
Gave her a cocky grin at her words. Dig the girl, she can tease all she wants but when it comes to Slayin’? She’s just a bad…or good….as me. Drivin’ away from the curb, I set course to where Wes had told me to go while I mulled over her question. “I dunno,” I shrugged. “He didn’t sound as worried as usual. Just…I guess, nervous.” Why’d he sound nervous? Or maybe that was cause Cordy was getting to and he wanted to go take care of his girl
( ... )
"Chop off the head, check." I nodded, shooting a look in the back like I didn't already know he'd be packing serious weaponage. I'd be no good to this fight without Gunn, tonight. Not unless I wanted to papercut the demon to death with the few books I'd brought from school.
We were, like, a team! A very working-together, platonic team. A-and it was time to stop thinking of that. Yep.
"Cordy sounded weird on the phone," I said after a beat, "Kinda breathless. Did Wes say she was okay?"
“Guess Cordy was kinda breathless from the vision. Kinda weird Wes didn’t call you huh?”Now he mentioned it? I guessed it was pretty weird. Cordy didn't usually call anybody once she'd had a vision - something about her being more cranky than usual, though it wasn't like I'd noticed or anything. "Maybe he was out?" I offered shrugging, practically squirming in my seat as I realised we were almost close to Cordy's park
( ... )
“Yeah,” I nodded when she mentioned the visions Cordy had send us out to look for. Kinda got that picture to, was startin’ to wonder ‘bout that. Can’t have that many not right visions y’know? And then there was Wes who was stayin’ behind and not constantly callin’ to ask how things went like he usually does. He kinda usually comes along to slay this whatever, cause he’s kinda the boss man, even if we’re all equals.
“Kinda weird that,” I muttered, following her into the sewers. My shoulders sagged when she told me there was still nothing makin’ her Slayer senses tinglin’. Was mighty handy that Slayer feature, like a walkin’ demon detector. And the supernatural hearin’ to with it. And man, the girl had moves that put me to shame. And I got me some good moves, thought I was the best till I ran into super woman here. She’s more then a Slayer though, she’s a very pretty girl with a sense of humor to boot. And she aint squeamish like most of them
( ... )
The sound, though it had almost made my ears bleed, wasn't half as bad as the smell on that thing. If I had any hopes of Gunn actually growing a brain and noticing that Buffy was now smelling a little different this week it was long gone with the arrival of this hulk of burnin' slime bucket.
It was disgusting and this coming from someone who'd been round some pretty smelly demons, well, you knew it was bad
( ... )
As fight’s go, this was a pretty, what’s the word Wes uses? Exhilarating. Yeah, that’s it, exhilarating. Sounds like a good word for this here fight. Buffy and I needed to get rid of some adrenaline, we were sure getting that. Just one demon, but a nasty one. Smelled nasty too, nasty slime, nasty punch and he just tossed Buffy into the wall. What the fuck
( ... )
Considering we'd been dabbling on the side of getting our asses kicked when this fight had first started and the demon had made that noise? We were fairing pretty well after he went ahead and popped my ribs.
Gunn let out this roar and charged at the demon, stake hefted and plunging into its back quicker than I could blink. The demon stumbled, knowing it was pretty much licked in this fight in this point on and I grinned at Gunn when he asked of I was okay.
Okay? I was just getting started.
We ran round the corner of the sewers, hot on the tail of our demon and a flurry of kicks, punches and stabbing motions from one Charles Gunn later? The demon was slumping forward, splashing a whole hell of a lot of sewer crap around with it.
“Alright, score for the demon hunters.”"Best team ever," I grinned, following his gaze up the sewer hatch. It seemed like Wes was rubbing off on him, considering he wanted to know more about the demons were these days
( ... )
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Which didn't exactly paint me in a good light because that was all I wanted to do tonight, present company accounted for.
We sat in silence for a moment, me watching Gunn's fingers as they tapped out the tune on his radio. It was weird how much could change in a year. Normal, College life Buffy, drawn into a fight of helping helpless with Cordelia of all people.
The first night I'd met Gunn I'd been fighting a demon in Cordelia's vision. Large, scaly guy, much with the eww on the perfume front in that the guy stunk, really. I'd just finished beheading the thing, hadn't noticed its very scaly *other* friend sneaking up on me.
I heard a wet sound, found a pretty handsome (okay, who were we kidding here? A pretty gorgeous) guy standing there and offering me his hand. "Whoa, dude... Freaky," he mused, pulling me up, "You just kill that thing?"I'd nodded and from there my ( ... )
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We were, like, a team! A very working-together, platonic team. A-and it was time to stop thinking of that. Yep.
"Cordy sounded weird on the phone," I said after a beat, "Kinda breathless. Did Wes say she was okay?"
“Guess Cordy was kinda breathless from the vision. Kinda weird Wes didn’t call you huh?”Now he mentioned it? I guessed it was pretty weird. Cordy didn't usually call anybody once she'd had a vision - something about her being more cranky than usual, though it wasn't like I'd noticed or anything. "Maybe he was out?" I offered shrugging, practically squirming in my seat as I realised we were almost close to Cordy's park ( ... )
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“Kinda weird that,” I muttered, following her into the sewers. My shoulders sagged when she told me there was still nothing makin’ her Slayer senses tinglin’. Was mighty handy that Slayer feature, like a walkin’ demon detector. And the supernatural hearin’ to with it. And man, the girl had moves that put me to shame. And I got me some good moves, thought I was the best till I ran into super woman here. She’s more then a Slayer though, she’s a very pretty girl with a sense of humor to boot. And she aint squeamish like most of them ( ... )
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It was disgusting and this coming from someone who'd been round some pretty smelly demons, well, you knew it was bad ( ... )
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Gunn let out this roar and charged at the demon, stake hefted and plunging into its back quicker than I could blink. The demon stumbled, knowing it was pretty much licked in this fight in this point on and I grinned at Gunn when he asked of I was okay.
Okay? I was just getting started.
We ran round the corner of the sewers, hot on the tail of our demon and a flurry of kicks, punches and stabbing motions from one Charles Gunn later? The demon was slumping forward, splashing a whole hell of a lot of sewer crap around with it.
“Alright, score for the demon hunters.”"Best team ever," I grinned, following his gaze up the sewer hatch. It seemed like Wes was rubbing off on him, considering he wanted to know more about the demons were these days ( ... )
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