The one good thing about getting beat up when you're a vampire is that you can pretty much just literally "walk it off". We heal up pretty damn quick unless we've had a limb cut off or something, and it's even faster if we get some blood into us while we're mending. It was nice to find that little house on the Pylean prairie just a mile or two ( Read more... )

Was it wrong that I needed to go out and bust a few heads? Even after the talk I'd had with Fred, even after sitting in the dark and trying to push it out of my mind or at least into someplace where I could deal with it, I couldn't let the idea of Wes' standing on the other side of the line go ( Read more... )

Walking around in the sunshine was a nice novelty, but it was getting pretty damn old pretty damn quick. I still didn't know what the hell I was going to do next and how I was going to get back to my own plane of existence, and I definitely had not idea how I was going to get a goddamn meal without sprouting horns all over my face ( Read more... )

Canvassing. That's the police term for it. What really boils down to is knocking on doors and asking people questions about what they know or have heard or seen and if they know anyone who might know or have heard or seen something that could be useful. It involves a lot of footwork (okay, back in L.A., it involved a lot of driving around or ( Read more... )

Mine and Lilah's forced cooperation lasted just about as long as anyone in their right mind would have expected-- something a little under fifteen minutes. The telepathic connection hadn't carried over to Pylea, and without The First as a convenient common enemy around to redirect our usual animosity, we were all but literally at each other's ( Read more... )

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( Of exes and other exes )

I wasn't exactly the soul of eloquence right after waking up ( Read more... )

Two days. Two solid days (and nights) of nothing but yours truly, a girl attacking her first weekend sex-a-thon with all the excitement of a seventeen year-old girl and the stamina of a Slayer, and a bed. Well, okay, after the first few times I got Buffy to realize that there were other possibilities than the bed. I doubted that she'd ever look ( Read more... )

Harmony left the office, and I had to restrain myself from running out the door after her. Wait, why did I do that again? Why shouldn't I go after Harmony? It's my law firm, there's nothing stopping me from walking out of my office and talking to my very own secretary, was there? Of course not ( Read more... )

I didn't want to feel like I was abandoning Buffy to deal with Willow's memory problems, although I did just a little bit. I wanted to show her just how much support I could give her, but this really seemed to be a matter between Buffy and her best friend, and if there was ever a vampire who was really terrible at helping personal relationships, ( Read more... )