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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 4:06 am
The beast stood still for a while. Time did not faze him once he reopened his eyes. He sniffed the night's air.
"Let the hunt begin!"
His growl would make anyone shiver into a corner, hoping not to be seen. He stretched his legs out, curved his back, then began to sprint. That girl's scent is all he needed. He knew she would bring him to her and the chaos would begin.
He just ran. Someone could have seen him, an enormous creature that can use people as toothopicks. He didn't care. He had to find that girl quickly....before they did. That is, assuming they have not already.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 4:20 am
Buffy listened to Oz's tirade. What the hell were they going to do about Oz? Spell time for Willow, and it was gonna be very hard on her.
"Computer room, third floor first door on the right. Atticus- self-centered demon fighting a**. Kennedy-" What Oz had said finally sunk in, and she pushed him aside and ran up to the second floor to find Kennedy.
All was quiet as Buffy slowly pushed open Kennedy and Willow's bedroom door.
"Kenn?", she whispered. "You ok?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 5:12 am
Kennedy remembers Faith. She remembers hearing her voice, seeing her when she opened her eyes. She also remembers a young man. Connor was it? She couldn’t remember, but he was there also. Where’s Willow?
Her mind started to rest after the wreckage that might as well have been a train took over. After a moment’s of rest, she could hear someone calling to her. Soothing sound, like the calm after a harsh storm. Was that Willow? Finally. No, the voice dwindles in her mind.
…Buffy.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 5:13 am
Computer room, third floor first door on the right. That is what Buffy had told him.
"I am too tired for this."
Evenso, Oz/Tara makes his way to the third floor. He didn't even know there was a third floor. Computer room. Time to look for some demon hunters.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 5:21 am
Atticus made it back to the mansion slowly, holding his wound tightly as he walked through the gates. He couldn't let the others see him like this. Though they would probably just think it was his old sword wound, he couldn't risk them remembering that it wasn't in the same spot as the last one. He didn't want to have to explain himself. He hated talking about what all had happened to him.
Atticus covered his wound up with his long coat as he came closer to the mansion, and he opened the door quietly, trying not to make a big fuss over him just now getting in. When he saw no one around, he closed the door and began to make his way towards the stairs, trying not to let any blood drip on the floor.
He rushed upstairs, looking down at the floor to make sure he wasn't leaving any red stains, and on his way up, he bumped into someone. He grunted as he stumbled to the side, looking up and seeing that damn green demon.
"Oh...sorry there, Atty-Cakes. Didn't see you. Are...are you okay?" Lorne asked. Realizing that he was speaking to Atticus like they were close friends, he decided to tone it down...since Atticus really didn't like him too much.
"I'm fine..." Atticus mumbled as he rushed passed the demon and ran upstairs. He headed into his room and shut the door looking it.
Lorne looked after him until he couldn't see him anymore. Something was wrong...
Lorne's eyes suddenly caught something on the carpet of the hallway. There were a few places where blotches of red were staining the carpet. "Fine? Doesn't look like it..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 6:05 am
Buffy glanced at Faith.
"Is she ok? Oz... Tara... whatever, said there was screaming?"
She walked gingerly across the carpeted floor, the thick fibers masking her steps, and say down on the corner of the bed, and looked over at Faith.
"Are you ok? You haven't eaten at all."
Buffy vaguely recalled feeling less than warm and fuzzy toward Faith, but this was a side rarely seen. The nice Faith. Buffy'd caught a glimpse of it that day in the church, but nothing like this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:59 am
Phoenix checked her watch as she walked in the front door, sweating and happy about it. It was after 1 am and she'd dusted 2 vamps and found a huge nest.
She was gonna get the troops together and see if they wanted to field-trip it out tomorrow in the morning.
She hung her jacket in the closet and was ready to shower, and maybe even check out that steam room.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:01 am
Buffy figured she'd better see about some soup or something.
"You guys both need to eat - and you're gonna have to sleep, Faith, no ifs ands or butts."
She rose from the bed and headed out into the hallway.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:04 am
Lorne made it downstairs, looking for someone...or anyone at least that he knew had met Atticus. He saw one of the young slayers walking around. What was her name? Felix? PHOENIX!
"Hey! Fefe, babes. I need to talk to you. You met Atticus, right?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:10 am
Phoenix does a double-take at the green guy.
"I'm sorry, but it's Phoenix. And yeah, I had that lovely displeasure of meeting his royal assness. Why?" She cocked her head in a distrusting manner, raising her perfectly plucked right eyebrown, red hair falling in disarray around her face after her night of kicking a**.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:17 am
Lorne gave her a look because of the attitude she seemed to have, but he shoved it off, not really caring at the moment. After that vision of Atticus, he was nothing but concerned about the young man, wanting to know more, and Phoenix might've been the person who could get it.
"Well...I just passed him in the hallway. I noticed that he was bleeding...it was dripping from under his coat. And, Sweetness, I DON'T think it's that time of the month either."
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:17 am
woopdidoodoo Dawn nodded and was only just able to hear her friend over the loudness of the music. She sidled up to the bar and lead Willow to the stool where she said sit. Dawn also sat and ordered a drink, a glass of bubbly, sparkling wine and a vodka shot with raspberry flavour to chase with. "What will you have honey?' Dawn asked. Willow tried her hardest not to laugh at Dawn's term of endearment, and just smile tightly. Something felt off.. and she knew she was needed somewhere else.. but didn't really know where. "I will have... a.... Sloe Gin Fizz." She didn't know what it was, but Spike had mentioned it to her once.. or was it Giles? Her memory was getting a bit wonky.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:22 am
It must have been two in the morning by the time Oz/Tara decided to call it quits. The internet had great sources on demon hunters, OFFICIAL demon hunters. As far as Oz knew, Atticus could just be a hero wannabe. His eyes wanted to dream upon a cloudy pillow.
"That's it. My shift's over."
He turned off the computer, walking weary to where his room is, closed the door and plotted onto the bed for resting.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:23 am
At the look he sent her way, she sighed.
"I'm sorry, I was just gonna go shower and relax... I was busy killing vamps and evil de- I mean.. well.. "
She runs her hand through her wavy locks, brushing them off her face.
She disliked the dude, but if he was hurt.. well, wasn't it a Slayer's duty to help?
"What should I do? He hates me, you know. I can't just walk in there and be all, hey dude, let me see your booboo."
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:30 am
Lorne didn't even mind the almost slip of the word demon. He had been working with Angel enough. So it really didn't matter to him anymore. He was used to it.
"Well, I can't. I'm a demon, and he slams the door in my face." Lorne mentioned with a slight chuckle. "So it's gotta be either you or..." Right then, Lorne heard someone walking to the kitchen's general direction. "...Buffy?" He wasn't sure if it was her or not, he was just taking a wild guess.
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