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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 14:52:27 GMT -5
The smile never left her face as she grabbed hold of a razor and struck down with it.
Buffy: I want your pain to be prolonged. And that's why I had you cleaned.
Buffy: One thing you'll learn about life and death is that its both colors. Black, white, orange, grey. Doesn't matter. All that matters is you. You and your disgusting soul.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 14:55:27 GMT -5
I hate people with souls she had continued. The tone clearly indicated that her mood had shifted.
Buffy: I tried so many ways to beat that "soul" out of Angel. But his hulking body just refused every time. I could try this on you. It'd be worth it...
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 14:58:30 GMT -5
Dru: She's dieing. It's time............
Buffy's fangs elongated and she brutally ripped and tore until it was all gone. Every last drop........
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 15:02:28 GMT -5
Then slicing a line across her wrist, she forced the former slayer to lap up the contents. It spilt into her mouth and she choked.
Dru: That's it. Keep drinking................
Buffy: When she wakes, I want you two to keep guard. I don't trust her a bit..........
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 15:59:00 GMT -5
When she woke her head was pounding. She could see nothing. Only the pitch blackness of the room.
Buffy: Good, you're awake. The first thing you do is address me as mistress. Then I take you hunting. There's bound to be some virgin lying around. They're the sweetest. Well except for your little witch friend that is.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:03:32 GMT -5
Spike: What are you going to dress her in?
Buffy: As ugly as possible. She thinks she can touch mine. Well this is her punishment for even provoking that thought.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:07:26 GMT -5
Her mind was screaming one word: SIRE. But the rest of her body felt stiff and the blood lust nearly drove her to the edge.
She could see nothing, feel nothing. Only the need to feed and that something was killing her taste bud.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:09:51 GMT -5
Buffy grabbed her hand and joined it with her's.
Buffy: When you chase them down, make sure you savor their fear. It warms the blood to a perfect room temperature. I promise you'll like it.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:13:12 GMT -5
Buffy: I know you want to be released. I can give you that release. But from now on you will do as I say. And no touching Angel. He's off limits.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:15:01 GMT -5
Buffy: Dru, she doesn't seem to fit as a minion. Better take her in as a childe.
Buffy: Besides, I think she's suffered enough.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:18:00 GMT -5
The smirk wavered as she felt a strong kick to her back. Cordelia Chase fell to the ground choking on her own saliva.
Faith: You've always bullied me in school. Had your friends shun me out. And it had HURT. But now it's my turn to make YOU bleed. And it won't matter cause you'll be dead.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:22:14 GMT -5
She smirked as her words had rung in her ears as she delivered flurries of kicks and punches to her upper body and lower body. She jabbed her twice in the knee cap and one on her thigh.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:23:56 GMT -5
Faith patted her head.
Faith: Good girl, I thought you'd have made it difficult for me. I would have caught you anyways though...........
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:27:47 GMT -5
She couldn't even acknowledge what was happening around her. To her.............
Cordelia: Please, just let me go. I I'll do anything. Anything!!!!!!!!!!!
Faith: Nah, I like you like this. Under my control and in pain.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 30, 2007 16:34:21 GMT -5
Faith: You'll need a lobotomy Cordy cause I'm about to rearrange your face.
She grabbed a scissor and used it to scalp her head.
Cordy screamed and bucked up and down.
Faith: You are wild just like me. Good.
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