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Torca Invasion. domokun

(Incomplete) Layout of the Mansion
I'd like to remind everyone that Michelle HATES it when you add to the mansion without consulting her. I'll make a simple picture eventually.

After buffy served up breakfast to giles, dawn and robin, they heard a banging on the door. she left robin to answer it, and went downstairs to the common room to think.

It was hard to believe they were only in Los Angeles for a few days... it had felt like weeks. Dawn had gotten mystically pregnant, and then they'd gotten rid of it just in time... Willow had come over insane with trying to cure poor drusilla... who'd gotten her soul back after she tried to curse spike by getting rid of his....

Illyria had made an appearance... and everyone was confused about that... something about jumping through timelines? and a future where angel ruled wolfram and hart with spike, who was newly alive?


and angel was human. who would have thought the same type of demon who attacked him years before would come and he'd have to go through the same thing? he told buffy about their brief time together, and though she could hardly believe it, especially since the P.T.B. had erased all memory of it, she took his word for it.

and left spike for angel. she broke his heart, she thought, but it only lasted mere minutes before he was looking to hook up with anyone and everyone, including several of the new slayers.

buffy was beyond mentally exhausted... and the rest of them were due to arrive today.. in fact, she wondered which of the group would be at the front door right now, but didn't want to deal with it.

she lay back on the buttercream leather couch in the common room, staring at the fire she had just stoked. willow had left some of her supplies in front of it once again, and buffy took a moment to reflect on her best friend.

willow was seeming very conflicted. was she with kennedy? was she getting together with oz? they hadn't had a moment to talk, buffy and willow. an buffy was unsure...

and xander - he was quiet as usual, ever since anya.... but there might be a bit of flirting with that new girl... lucie? layla? what was her name again... lucie.

buffy's head was spinning and she just couldn't think a moment longer.
she stretched out on the couch and rested her eyes.

((sidebar from miss michelle- is that enough of a catch up or do people need more?))

((sidebar from hunsicker1- you forgot to mention Faith and Robin somewhere in the mix, but i'm sure we will all find out what's gonna happen to them soon enough... biggrin ))

((sidebar from miss michelle - for now, i'll take the bad dudes, and if you wanna, just do it, i care not))

He ran down the darkened alley after the teenager he had been following. He knew that he himself was being hunted, but was fairly certain he had shaken whoever it was a few miles back.
Walking on light feet, he crept up upon the young boy who's back was against the dumpster 10 or 15 feet ahead. The boy's eyes were closed.
Blightman was going to enjoy this.

As the boy made to run, Blightman grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.
Looking at the hunter, he laughed.
"Just what the hell do you think you're gonna do about it, pretty boy?" And with that he blatantly pulled the teen toward him, fangs protruding and coming within inches of the nubile flesh of the neck.

He just smiled.
"You know better than that"
He grabbed the blade with both hands, and using it as leverage, kicked out at the pretty boy.
"You missed, lovely."
Blightman advanced on the fallen hunter.

Buffy woke up downstairs in the common room on that gorgeous creamy couch. She stretched like a cat before sitting up, glancing at the dwindling fire. Standing up, she walked over to the door at the far end of the hall and opened it, standing there in the doorway and staring into Spike's bedroom. With tears shining in her eyes, she walked in and looked around.
There on his mahogany dresser she saw a little jewelry box. She had given that to him about a month after the sunnydale became a crater, to hold the amulet. She headed to it, opening the catch. And she caught her breath. There was the amulet. And next to it was a note she had written him. And on top of that was a lock of her hair wrapped in a silk red ribbon.
And as she picked up the locket, she saw the velvet box. Dropping the amulet back in, she slammed the lid on the box.

This, she didn't want to know. Leaving his room quickly, she headed up the stairs into the hallway that led to everything, as they called it. Entering the kitchen, she saw someone had cleared the mess.

"Dawn?", Buffy yelled.
"Are you around?"

A taxi cab stops on the road as the door slowly opens. His clothes hold images of a battle of some sort as dirt stains and rips decorate them. His face seems different somehow as he pays the cab driver followed by a friendly wave. He shuts the door, swings is backpack over his shoulder as he begins walking to his destination. Not sure what will happen once he sees his old friends, Oz moves up to the front door, slow enough to not injure himself more than “they” already did to him, but fast enough to simulate nothing wrong. He takes a deep breath.

“Here goes.”