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[buffyshaped]

There was tension, yep definitely tension. No one seemed all that happy, I for one was nearly miserable. I guess I should have been happy, back in school, soon to be reunited with my friends and loved ones as well as Cordelia. However that offered me little comfort, in fact I was feeling a little scared. What if something went wrong again and I

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[lil_ripper]

"I'm sorry, Buffy. I didn't mean to..." Ah, but in the past I had meant to. When I'd hypnotised her against her will. Just thinking about what I'd done appalled me. To think that I'd followed the Council so blindly, when in my heart I'd known it was a ridiculous ritual. Fraught with unnecessary danger. Well, in the end I'd learnt my lesson, learnt how much more Buffy meant to me than some edict from on high

[buffyshaped]

Sometimes I think Giles underestimated me, well actually I think he usually did and at the same time never did. It was strange he expected to be the best I could be yet he still treated me as if I had no idea what I was doing.

"Ok so the point of this exercise is to injure you enough so you receive workman’s comp from the Watchers Council?" I asked as I heard Giles hit the floor. "I mean if you think you can get out of being my watcher that easily you have another thing coming. " I reached up and touched my blindfold. "Can I remove this or do you have something else in mind? I know! Maybe we can practice some sword throwing routine and we could go on the road with it. I always wanted to run away and join the circus and now I have this freakish talent I think they might hire me.”

[lil_ripper]

"Ok so the point of this exercise is to injure you enough so you receive workman’s comp from the Watchers Council?"

"Quite a novel idea, Buffy." I croaked, as I struggled to my feet. "I don't know why I never thought of that."

At least she was getting her pep back with regard to her wit, though it did have a slightly more bitter edge to it than I'd remembered.

"Can I remove this or do you have something else in mind? I know! Maybe we can practice some sword throwing routine and we could go on the road with it. I always wanted to run away and join the circus and now I have this freakish talent I think they might hire me.”I frowned at her mention of running away again. Did she realise just how much worry and heartache she'd put her mother, and dare I say it, myself through? The months of not knowing where she was or if she was even still in the land of the living. I'd been nearly beside myself, trying to find Buffy, and to reassure the council that she had not gone rogue. I'd never told anyone else in Sunnydale that, I'd kept it to

[buffyshaped]

"Yes, yes. You can remove it. It seems yourself and your instincts are on excellent speaking terms at the moment. Perhaps instead we could practice a little hand/eye coordination that doesn't involve robbing me of my last vestiges of dignity