i am trying to be heroic because all around me history sings

[hasasoul]

Characters: Angel and … you! ie, open
Location: The cold hard streets of Coruscant o_o
Planet: See above.
When: Sometime this week amidst all the carnage.
What: Angel is helping destroy the plague devouring the city 8| While full of despair and introspection.
Rating: Uhhh idk PG-13.

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[slayerdom]

[ Buffy was patrolling.

It wasn't quite the vampires in cemeteries thing that she was used to around Coruscant, but it was good enough to keep her from getting cabin fever from not being able to go out and kill things. But, it wasn't patrolling. It was hunting. And it was when she caught sight of Angel doing the same thing that it really sunk in for her.

She was watching him longer than he probably realized, but there was no way she'd manage to sneak up him all the same. So, she just observed. He stalked down the rakghoul like a predator. There was no mercy in the way he cut it down, either. Once it had stopped twitching, Buffy jumped down from the building she'd been hanging out on, because that's what heroes do. They stand on tall shit.

She stood behind him, wordless for a moment, then her grip on the vibroaxe in her hand tightened. ]

So, this is how you've been keeping busy.

[hasasoul]

[Angel smelled her long before she'd said anything. He knew she was there, but didn't dare turn around to look. It was better to keep himself focused on what he was doing. Distracted from her. Maybe he was mistaken. Maybe she'd pass him by.

But she didn't. She jumped down from where she'd been standing and now she was talking to him. He turned.]

I have more than this to keep me busy.

[slayerdom]

What, you mean you actually found a hobby? Or is the rest of your time just all soaked up by brooding and convincing yourself that you can't see me. [ It's harsh. She knows it's harsh. But, at this point, she's not entirely sure she can bring herself to care about harsh. Angel obviously doesn't -- care, that is. She's annoyed. It shows in her eyes and in her stance. ]

[hasasoul]

[Even when he's trying to be all dark and Frank Miller she still manages to pull out a little bit of the retarded cat in him. And it shows on his face.]

I've been training, Buffy. I have to be ready. And when I am ... that's when I can see you.

[perspectiveguy]

[ He's heading back from The Laughing Mynock after a shift and he hears hacking and slashing, so he peeks around the corner. ]

[hasasoul]

[He smells someone else approach his business X( And turns to see Xander. Voms.]

What are you doing out here? [This is a stern parent voice. Or a scolding a naughty dog voice.]

[perspectiveguy]

I'm walking home. What're you doing? ... If you were in high school you'd so be that goth kid in the corner. You just...ooze likability.

[hasasoul]

I'm helping alleviate the problem. [He makes a hurry along now motion with his sword.] Go home before you turn into one of these things, too.

[wellpastsaving]

[Darla's been out going to places where low lifes hang and force choking bitches to impress everybody with her gigantic cock so she can get some muscle to do her evil deeds for her. What are those evil deeds? Well, wouldn't you like to know.

Mostly though, she's amassing good old stolen credits and street cred so that when she reaches out to the Crimson Terror, they'll listen to her. She has some sinister plans ok. Just go with it.

Anyways, she's been dressing up in some nice sexy black robes with a hood so that no little slayers will see her out on the street. That's what she's wearing now when she hears the oh so familiar grunting of her favorite boy. She slips around the corner to watch him in the alley, killing some monster bitches. And frowns, because ew she doesn't want to touch them and get diseased. Being human is a hard life some days. Anyways, she just draws her hood back and folds her arms, speaking up.]

There's a faster way to do that, you know.

[hasasoul]

[Unlike everyone else who keeps annoying the shit out of him, he doesn't need to smell Darla to know she's around. He can ~feel~ her. Because they're force bonded and ... vampire bonded and all that shit.

When he turns to face her, his blade drops to his side and she gets his grim, stoic and broody expression.]

I know.

[wellpastsaving]

Just old fashioned then, hmm? [Oh there's still some monster bitches running up towards them. Whatever. She just holds up a hand and

MOTHER FUCKA FORCE LIGHTNING arcs out and fries those kittens to a crisp. Maybe some of them were actually kittens.

She is not a nice person.]

[hasasoul]

[He's impressed, but he still remains ... internally tortured stoicchan.]

Well, you know what they say. If it ain't broke ...

[msattentionspan]

[The thing was that Buffy had this notion of them all being some happy family and maybe they were just this side of dysfunctional, but Faith wasn't exactly feeling those home-y feelings stirring up inside of her. If anything it made her a bit cagey, feeling boxed in and surrounded by people that she figured weren't exactly keen on her being around. It wasn't even prison, because in prison she could hang a sheet over the bars and have some semblance of privacy. Hell, in prison she had a bathroom in her cell. This place she had to walk out of her room to take a piss

[hasasoul]

[Oh hey, it was Faith. She gets less of a cold shoulder greeting than Xander and Buffy did, because she's one of the few people he thinks could ~understand his darkness~. But he's still a little wary of being around her, just like he is with everyone else.

Not gonna discuss it, though.]

It's not that bad, as far as coping mechanisms go.

[msattentionspan]

[She's not going to ask you to hand over the key to your diary, Angel, she's not really sure when you're from still. She just knows it's pre-Angelus. She also knows that there's a rakghoul coming up behind him.]

You wanna... [Her head gestures up with a soft nod] Or should I?

[hasasoul]

[He looks toward the rakghoul for a split second before saying] I've got it.

[And then he does a quick turn and hacks the shit out of that fucker.]

You need anything?