( The nearby showers - and onlookers - drown out Buffy's stalk up straight up to Stefan. It's like she's played this game before with vampires from his world.
Sticky from food dye, Buffy's slayer strength holds him in place by his shoulder before landing a nice one-two, fist into his head and a kick that knocks him back a few paces. He sets his jaw, because it will heal, but apparently, that's what it's like to be hit by a slayer.
Unfortunately, his I didn't do this, routine is tired, and he hasn't had a good scrape, himself, in a while. And he has a lot of frustration in him )
Here I thought it was beneath a self-proclaimed vampire slayer to take out her petty frustrations. I'm not the one who exposed your little green line. And last I checked, my name isn't Koby, Riley, or Spike.
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Sticky from food dye, Buffy's slayer strength holds him in place by his shoulder before landing a nice one-two, fist into his head and a kick that knocks him back a few paces. He sets his jaw, because it will heal, but apparently, that's what it's like to be hit by a slayer.
Unfortunately, his I didn't do this, routine is tired, and he hasn't had a good scrape, himself, in a while. And he has a lot of frustration in him )
Here I thought it was beneath a self-proclaimed vampire slayer to take out her petty frustrations. I'm not the one who exposed your little green line. And last I checked, my name isn't Koby, Riley, or Spike.