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log; ongoing
When; SATURDAY NIGHT backdated because my net is a douche
Rating; Er. Well. There will most likely be violence. Come on, it’s Angelus.
Characters; Buffy Summers [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
1inageneration] and Angel(us) [atoner]
Summary; A trip down memory lane. Remixed.
Log;
Buffy knows that this time, it isn’t the same. She isn’t the same. And while the years have presented different challenges and different weaknesses, this is one that she’s already conquered. It doesn’t mean the same as it meant to her back then- but she’s made a promise, and she’s made it for a reason.
So when the sun sets and she hits the streets, armed with a stake up her sleeve, some holy water and a pair of handcuffs concealed in her pockets, it’s for Angel’s sake. And she knows that he’d do the same for her.
But killing is a last ditch resort. Hence the handcuffs. Still, Buffy knows that underestimating Angelus already sets off her bad idea spider senses, so she keeps alert and aware. Her boots make a slight crunching noise against the ground as she walks through an alleyway inside the City’s center- killing people in a crowd isn’t Angelus’ style.
Besides, if he’s already coming for her, she might as well pick the spot. Under the pretence of looking for him, obviously. She’s tense- almost unnecessarily so, ears perked for any sound, any movement at all.
Rating; Er. Well. There will most likely be violence. Come on, it’s Angelus.
Characters; Buffy Summers [
1inageneration] and Angel(us) [atoner]Summary; A trip down memory lane. Remixed.
Log;
Buffy knows that this time, it isn’t the same. She isn’t the same. And while the years have presented different challenges and different weaknesses, this is one that she’s already conquered. It doesn’t mean the same as it meant to her back then- but she’s made a promise, and she’s made it for a reason.
So when the sun sets and she hits the streets, armed with a stake up her sleeve, some holy water and a pair of handcuffs concealed in her pockets, it’s for Angel’s sake. And she knows that he’d do the same for her.
But killing is a last ditch resort. Hence the handcuffs. Still, Buffy knows that underestimating Angelus already sets off her bad idea spider senses, so she keeps alert and aware. Her boots make a slight crunching noise against the ground as she walks through an alleyway inside the City’s center- killing people in a crowd isn’t Angelus’ style.
Besides, if he’s already coming for her, she might as well pick the spot. Under the pretence of looking for him, obviously. She’s tense- almost unnecessarily so, ears perked for any sound, any movement at all.