Not that I could blame him, but soul-boy couldn’t think of anything but Buffy, I’d never been in love like that, never had a relationship that lasted more than two seconds, I was a killer, it was all I knew that and being a slayer
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“About this whole Rome thing, we’ve got a slayer out there that I gotta find. What if the immortal knows about her? You guys go to Rome, I’m calling Red see if she can give me some intel on this girl, but first I’m all for the food, and some sleep.”
Some platelets and shut eye sounded bloody well good to me, too, exhaustion and hunger dominating the body and the soul, only the mention of Rome made me think of the Immortal and thinking of him gave me energy, just like it was bloody fueling Angel, only I was more practical about it. We weren't going to get half-way around the bloody world anytime soon anyway.
"The two of you can look for the slayer, but do you know where to look? We know where the Immortal is and that son of a bitch is not going to make it through another day. This time, I'll get to them."
"Not bloody likely, Angel. One, even as pissed as we are would never get through to the Immortal. Bloody has a toe-sucking entourage with him at all bloody times...."
“Ya, but wouldn’t we be stronger if we all went together? Four’
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“About this whole Rome thing, we’ve got a slayer out there that I gotta find. What if the immortal knows about her? You guys go to Rome, I’m calling Red see if she can give me some intel on this girl, but first I’m all for the food, and some sleep.”
I didn't need sleep. Maybe they did, but I didn't.
"Not bloody likely, Angel. One, even as pissed as we are would never get through to the Immortal. Bloody has a toe-sucking entourage with him at all bloody times...."
"You actually feel that way, Spike? We can kill thousands of demons but not one Immortal? I'll destroy everyone around him. I have nothing to lose..."
“Ya, but wouldn’t we be stronger if we all went together? Four’s much more stronger than two, and what if he knows about her? Four musketeers, right, we could do that, all of us together, I’m not meaning that four thing as a joke, its just all I can think of."
It was safer this way. But, I didn't care about safety so much.
"Rogue slaya is right, Angel. This girl chosen, is a part of Buffy, in the opinion that none of us
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Finally some logic, and from an unexpected source, I had to give the vamp props, and I’ve always been react gal, never really one with a plan. Kinda glad I didn’t have to give the well B’ couldn’t kill the Immortal speech, honestly men sometimes. And they talk about women, but if Buffy couldn’t kill him, and she had a master plan, and help on the inside and Angel was going to just get with the stealth, sneak in and whack the dude, soul-boys good, but not that good.
Okay, we find this other slayer. She's a part of Buffy, it's what Buffy would want, but after that, we are going after the Immortal and aren't stopping until we have his appendages heading in different directions, while we probe him with white hot pokers and pull out his finger and toenails before smashing his facial bones into bits...Nodding to show my agreement, I chimed in, “I’d down with a hot poker, givin’ the fucker a brand, carvin’ in a B’ slow and sweet, I’d be all over that. He’ll pay all right, I can be torture gal,” and then I stopped before I added ask Wes.
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“I’d down with a hot poker, givin’ the fucker a brand, carvin’ in a B’ slow and sweet, I’d be all over that. He’ll pay all right, I can be torture gal.”
Finally, some imagery that I could like on a night like this full of blood guts and despair. The image of Faith naked had been like overload, soothing, but too much...too bloody much with my love for Buffy undying, even in her death.
Seeeing the Immortal branded and tortured, making him scream, that would be a miniature panacea, but only a asmall bit. Faith doing the bloody probong would be even sweeter then actually administering it...
Okay, no...it really wouldn't be, but it would be close.
“It’s settled then, back to the Hyperion, grab some grub and call Red, see if she’s with the scrying, that would be the quickest way to find …”"A pity that we don't know her name. Had a name for her and Red could find her in minutes with the accomadations of the internet
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Some platelets and shut eye sounded bloody well good to me, too, exhaustion and hunger dominating the body and the soul, only the mention of Rome made me think of the Immortal and thinking of him gave me energy, just like it was bloody fueling Angel, only I was more practical about it. We weren't going to get half-way around the bloody world anytime soon anyway.
"The two of you can look for the slayer, but do you know where to look? We know where the Immortal is and that son of a bitch is not going to make it through another day. This time, I'll get to them."
"Not bloody likely, Angel. One, even as pissed as we are would never get through to the Immortal. Bloody has a toe-sucking entourage with him at all bloody times...."
“Ya, but wouldn’t we be stronger if we all went together? Four’ ( ... )
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I didn't need sleep. Maybe they did, but I didn't.
"Not bloody likely, Angel. One, even as pissed as we are would never get through to the Immortal. Bloody has a toe-sucking entourage with him at all bloody times...."
"You actually feel that way, Spike? We can kill thousands of demons but not one Immortal? I'll destroy everyone around him. I have nothing to lose..."
“Ya, but wouldn’t we be stronger if we all went together? Four’s much more stronger than two, and what if he knows about her? Four musketeers, right, we could do that, all of us together, I’m not meaning that four thing as a joke, its just all I can think of."
It was safer this way. But, I didn't care about safety so much.
"Rogue slaya is right, Angel. This girl chosen, is a part of Buffy, in the opinion that none of us ( ... )
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Okay, we find this other slayer. She's a part of Buffy, it's what Buffy would want, but after that, we are going after the Immortal and aren't stopping until we have his appendages heading in different directions, while we probe him with white hot pokers and pull out his finger and toenails before smashing his facial bones into bits...Nodding to show my agreement, I chimed in, “I’d down with a hot poker, givin’ the fucker a brand, carvin’ in a B’ slow and sweet, I’d be all over that. He’ll pay all right, I can be torture gal,” and then I stopped before I added ask Wes. ( ... )
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Finally, some imagery that I could like on a night like this full of blood guts and despair. The image of Faith naked had been like overload, soothing, but too much...too bloody much with my love for Buffy undying, even in her death.
Seeeing the Immortal branded and tortured, making him scream, that would be a miniature panacea, but only a asmall bit. Faith doing the bloody probong would be even sweeter then actually administering it...
Okay, no...it really wouldn't be, but it would be close.
“It’s settled then, back to the Hyperion, grab some grub and call Red, see if she’s with the scrying, that would be the quickest way to find …”"A pity that we don't know her name. Had a name for her and Red could find her in minutes with the accomadations of the internet ( ... )
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