Salt Lick (Vi, PG)
She is sweating. But then, who wouldn't?
She's fourteen years old. She wears hats. (That's her thing.) She has seen three vampires in her life - one Spike, one uber, one practice with the other Potentials. That… isn't really enough to prepare her for an army of Turok Han.
Which is turning to face her. Right… now.
Vi licks her lips, tastes salt. Sweat now, maybe also a little blood. She thinks she bit her lip. Do vamps scent blood, like piranhas? Are all those ubervamps heading right for her?
She takes a tighter grip on her stake. Here goes nothing.
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She's fourteen years old. She wears hats. (That's her thing.) She has seen three vampires in her life - one Spike, one uber, one practice with the other Potentials. That… isn't really enough to prepare her for an army of Turok Han.
Which is turning to face her. Right… now.
Vi licks her lips, tastes salt. Sweat now, maybe also a little blood. She thinks she bit her lip. Do vamps scent blood, like piranhas? Are all those ubervamps heading right for her?
She takes a tighter grip on her stake. Here goes nothing.
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