i wanna go undercover; i just wanna rattle your bones

[intuitivelyapt]

who: sylar and buffy summers.
what: sylar is being all creepy stalkersan in buffy's business.
where: sunnydale, ca.
when: i'm doing like 3x01 sylar idk where buffy is i'll ... edit it in later.

Comments

[touchfire]

[She's been aware of something watching her, something trailing along after her, something not right for the past few days now. It's put her on edge and made her a little sloppy in her nightly patrols, and that's the only reason she doesn't notice the creeper behind the tree as she focuses in on dusting a newly born vamp.

Her slayer senses go off as she finishes the job, and she spins around to see some idiot behind a tree about to become a midnight snack. Who in the hey just lurked behind trees, unless it was Angel or Spike?]

Hey, Lurks In the Night! I see you over there, making with the Cullening.

[She calls out and runs over, her dainty sized self shoving the man aside with ease.]

Here's a tip for future stalking: save it for the daytime, bucko.

[She surges forward and linebacker shoves the vamp back and away from the man, and keeps shoving him back until they plow into a mausoleum and are out of sight. Yep, just another fabulous night in the life of Buffy.]

[intuitivelyapt]

[A wave of reactions washed over Sylar as he was shoved into the mausoleum. He was annoyed initially, mostly with himself for living in his head too much to notice his impending death, and that he had to be saved by anyone. Ever. But five seconds later, he was back in the game. If he played this right, he could use his fuck-up to his advantage.]

Thank you, [he starts, sounding s-so distraught,] I don't know what I would've done if you weren't here. I owe you my life.

[Maybe she would forget the stalking part.]