It was just another normal Wednesday night for Buffy Summers. A little dinner, a little t.v., a little killing. Of demons, obviously. Still, totally normal. She'd been a little more vigilant about patrolling lately. Mostly out of the self-inflicted guilt of slacking off on it the last few months. In her defense, there'd been a mission. A big one.
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A loud scuffling to his far right caught his attention and he flicked his thumb against his inner palm, striking once at the metallic device to produce a ball of flame. It settled in his hand, growing brighter, heavier; the fiery creation turning solid as he continued to manipulate it, and it was then that he caught sight of the demon and the tiny blonde.
What the--
"Hey!" Way to attract some goddamn attention, Allerdyce.He noticed the blonde was holding onto a rather large and pointy looking stake. Just what the hell did she think she was she doing at this goddamn hour? And whatever ( ... )
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