[[oo7]] † :{Accidental Voice}: † :: [[I Want The Fire Back]]
[The NOC, previously nestled in her waistband, clatters to the ground; on the way, the button to make a call is pressed. It's unclear what exactly happening, but if one pauses to listen to the feed, they'll hear a fair amount of crashing, cracking, scuffling, and grunting. There are a few short, strained cries as Buffy's fists collide with walls and rotting furniture remnants.
She's in one of the abandoned buildings again, on her own; she's weaponless, except for a few sharpened shards of wood - stakes, just in case she encounters some disgusting lizard beast - but... She's not really caring about getting attacked.
A few, louder hits are heard before three or four very heavy slams and a loud yell. Then, very faintly in the background, the quietest remnants of something that sound a little like sobs, before another round of thuds starts in.]
She's in one of the abandoned buildings again, on her own; she's weaponless, except for a few sharpened shards of wood - stakes, just in case she encounters some disgusting lizard beast - but... She's not really caring about getting attacked.
A few, louder hits are heard before three or four very heavy slams and a loud yell. Then, very faintly in the background, the quietest remnants of something that sound a little like sobs, before another round of thuds starts in.]