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Wesley shifted his height to one leg as he snap-kicked with the other. He noticed with pleasure how well his Slayer was fighting- Buffy was in high form- both her skills in fighting- and in witty commenting- were in top notch shape ( Read more... )

Faith had escaped from Prison. She was a danger and a menace to society... then again, I had also risked my life to save her own before she had been captured by the authorities ( Read more... )

My shoulder was hard muscle and tendon, bone and meat. It provided a solid support for her head. My body had been engineered to perfection through my tireless application of myself to the weight room and of course, the regular patrols. My sky blue eyes gazed tenderly down into her own. The edge of my hand swept back her bangs as I caressed her ( Read more... )

I turned my body and gazed towards Willow as she sat in the chair. I noticed she was exhibiting what appeared to be like shock. This was hardly the moment for emotional distress but I knew I had to be there for her ( Read more... )

As Giles

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I waited for long moments impatiently waiting for Harmony to bring back my coffee. I ran through my mind the memory of her looking at her shoes. Her pink shoes. Her evilly pink shoes. When was the last time, anyone good or evil ever wore pink shoes in Wolfram and Hart? She was beyond living, dead, good or evil... she was in a unique category by ( Read more... )

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