sunrise, sunset...

[anya_ankyanka]

Another day another approximate 60 dollars and 72 cents. I leaned on the counter of the Magic Box boredly, I'd already gone through all the receipts and cleaned out some of the shelves of the basement, a not so popular job. Who would want to clean up spilt jars of rat innards and mummy brains? I did, because I was so freaking bored. There were

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[wildat_heart]

Ooh, a Magic Box shop. Sunnydale is just crawling with witchy demony types. After walking around for a couple of hours, I decided that Sunnydale is really bloody boring during the daylight hours. So many unsuspecting citizens wandering around doing their unsuspecting things. They're so much fun to play with at night, but during the day they're rather boring. I still had a wad of cash in my wallet from the last, very successful businessman that I'd finished off before coming here. What can I say? A girl needs to live. And until I could secure some gigs for me at the Bronze, the dishonest way would have to do.

I pushed open the door to the magic shop and stepped inside. Ah, sweet darkness and cool air. Smells like herbs, books and...power. I like this.

[anya_ankyanka]

I watch as a petite girl with choppy brown hair and big eyes saunters in, "Hello, welcome to the Magic Box. Is there anyway I could assist you?"

I look her over once more, something's different about her. I'm not a demon anymore, but I could still feel it. She couldn't be a vampire, she just walked in from the sunlight. Maybe she was a half-demon. I was really curious, "By the way," I said casually, "what are you?"

[wildat_heart]

"What am I?" I repeated, turning to look at the girl who approached me. That was rather straightforward. Don't get me wrong, I like straightforward people, but this was a little unorthodox. Her word choice was interesting. Not 'who', but 'what'. There was an aura about her...

I smiled sweetly, knowing well the sort of expression that could be achieved with a round face, wide eyes and full lips. "We don't usually ask that sort of questions of strangers," I said conversationally. Maybe I could make friends here. Friends that would be worth not eating. Hanging out with Oz was getting boring.

[anya_ankyanka]

We don't usually ask that sort of questions of strangers,

I raised an eyebrow at her, "Yes well I tend to ask the wrong questions sometimes, the inappropriate ones, but I know that something's up with you..." The way she reacted was unlike the way most people would react, usually by backing away and exiting the store slowly. I think she knew I was onto something.

[anya_ankyanka]

"Why did you go all over the world? Just, because? I thought Oz was trying to control the whole... 'grrr' thing? But, you don't want to?"

This girl clearly had some issues, she seemed obsessed with her werewolfyness. As long as she didn't go biting me, I'm okay.

[wildat_heart]

"Well, that's why we went to Tibet. Oz learned how to control his wolf there. Whatever makes him happy. Me, I like being what I am. I don't want to deny myself my true nature."

I smiled at her. "You must know how it is."

[anya_ankyanka]

I coughed nervously, "I am... perfectly and completely content being a human... being. Completely. Totally. I have know idea what you are talking about. I love being a human, and the mortality and the sleeping and the emotions and the pain and... and..."

I stammered, at a loss for words, "I love Xander."

[wildat_heart]

"You can just give up everything you've ever been for one man? Come on, tell me you don't miss being something else...something more." I smiled, watching her face. The poor girl. She was trying to convince herself so hard that she was happy.

"I'm sure you love him...but you're not happy compromising who you are. I couldn't do it. Not for any guy. Nothing is worse than knowing what you could be and holding yourself back from it."