WHO || withouthandbook & thatsagiven WHAT || Vampires with bad attitudes. Buffy's like a magnet to them. WHERE || Cleveland, Ohio. WHEN || September 2010, ish. HOW || Prose.
In the grand scheme of things, Cleveland wasn't exactly Damon's first choice in places to go, but since LA and NYC weren't exactly the easiest places to be in as far as not wanting to be undetected since they were his normal places to run to. The city was boring and he honestly had thoughts of just running off to his normal spots. However, Cleveland offered the protection of the Hellmouth and Damon wasn't dumb enough to turn that down.
Funny thing about cemeteries, all the druggies really liked to party there no matter what town he was in and Damon knew that parties meant food and he was a bit hungry. The bad thing about the parties is that Damon had to wait for everyone to show which meant sitting in a tree. Waiting. Like a creeper.
Which is why himself watching Buffy, intrigued at her skills in fighting, taking note that pissing her off might not be the best undead life choice, but that didn't stop him from jumping down and deciding to lean up against the tree smirking.
Only a vampire would consider the Hellmouth something that provided protection.
The demon still wasn't dead, which meant more and more fighting for Buffy. She grunted as she yanked her weapon back out of its gut. This time, though, it didn't get an edge on her. She had the advantage. It was doubled over, making some horrible screech of pain at such a high frequency that it was nearly inaudible. Still, it was wounded and down for the count
( ... )
Well, then it's a good thing he had those fangs and went all "grr" on occasion, otherwise he might not qualify to be a vampire.
Damon wasn't one to let someone else do his dirty work, after all, half the fun in being a vampire came from the fact that you could kill people, so that demon, totally not his fault. It was, however, very entertaining to watch her fight him. Shock and horror, she could actually hold her own, this might actually be fun.
When her eyes narrowed he frowned a little, since he was actually being kind of innocent, well, as innocent as he could be. There was no reason to make that face at him.
Her eyebrows rose and she gave him a blank look. "He speaks!"
She spoke sarcastically herself, tone laced with humor, as she approached a little bit. "So if that wasn't your pet demon, what're you doing here watching the show? And why didn't you bring any popcorn to share with the class?" Buffy's lower lip pouted out a little bit as the Scythe-free hand rested on her hip. She was all attitude now. If he wasn't in control of demons or some big pain in her ass, why was he here wasting her time by being a little pain?
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Funny thing about cemeteries, all the druggies really liked to party there no matter what town he was in and Damon knew that parties meant food and he was a bit hungry. The bad thing about the parties is that Damon had to wait for everyone to show which meant sitting in a tree. Waiting. Like a creeper.
Which is why himself watching Buffy, intrigued at her skills in fighting, taking note that pissing her off might not be the best undead life choice, but that didn't stop him from jumping down and deciding to lean up against the tree smirking.
"Not bad."
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The demon still wasn't dead, which meant more and more fighting for Buffy. She grunted as she yanked her weapon back out of its gut. This time, though, it didn't get an edge on her. She had the advantage. It was doubled over, making some horrible screech of pain at such a high frequency that it was nearly inaudible. Still, it was wounded and down for the count ( ... )
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Damon wasn't one to let someone else do his dirty work, after all, half the fun in being a vampire came from the fact that you could kill people, so that demon, totally not his fault. It was, however, very entertaining to watch her fight him. Shock and horror, she could actually hold her own, this might actually be fun.
When her eyes narrowed he frowned a little, since he was actually being kind of innocent, well, as innocent as he could be. There was no reason to make that face at him.
"That wasn't actually my doing."
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She spoke sarcastically herself, tone laced with humor, as she approached a little bit. "So if that wasn't your pet demon, what're you doing here watching the show? And why didn't you bring any popcorn to share with the class?" Buffy's lower lip pouted out a little bit as the Scythe-free hand rested on her hip. She was all attitude now. If he wasn't in control of demons or some big pain in her ass, why was he here wasting her time by being a little pain?
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