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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 16:00:59 GMT -5
That's how she lived her life for the rest of her life. Feeding, killing, destroying everything in her range. And she felt no shame. No remorse. No guilt. Nothing...............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 16:05:40 GMT -5
Not even a solitary tear could escape from those withdrawn pupils. Pretty soon, even the soul gave up the fight. Was too tired to fight- leaving only the scared human. And it was yielding.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 16:54:40 GMT -5
Cracking a few necks, she found herself in the Bronze. She blended right along with the rest of the people. And she spotted a bitter Angel, sulking in the far corner. Putting on an eerily familiar smile, she vacated over there. Ignoring the music, the people, the blood.............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 16:59:05 GMT -5
Looking up, his frown turned into a scowl.
Angel: What do you want from me Buffy...............?
Well, I guess this isn't the welcoming committee.
He sneered and looked the other way.
Fine, but I'm hungry. And I came here to have fun.............
With that, she tittered off bouncing her hips and gyrating through the massive crowd.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:02:22 GMT -5
When she came back he was already gone. 'Oh well, too bad..................'
She chugged one cup of beer than the other. And then she led her customer to a more private lounge.............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:04:37 GMT -5
Buffy patted the sofa for him to sit down. She laid out a hand on his crotch and cracked a grin.
So tell me Riley. How far would you really go to screw a vampire....................?
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:08:05 GMT -5
Sure enough, the clean up crew came and made everyone leave. Buffy passed by a trio of idiots and one dared to touch her. She turned around and snarled. The boy's eyes bulged and he didn't touch her again. Or another girl for that matter. Scrooge thought Buffy as she let herself out.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:13:00 GMT -5
Buffy wasn't popular around leather or anything skin tight. But she was built and suited for it. Throwing every pastel she ever had out, she replaced them with the new ones. They were all very low cut, sexy, and over exposing. And then she plopped herself on the bed, kicking off her shoes.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:21:03 GMT -5
She had gotten her hair trimmed short again. Just touching her shoulders..............
Buffy was a constant sex product in the bars and pubs. Men and women would come to her for a good duck, but mainly men. She's also free for the lonely ones. People who pay demons to feed off of them. Buffy rolled her eyes. They just don't get it. Demons are not here to lay them. They're here to get layed.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 17:24:13 GMT -5
She also took up a new hobby: Smoking. Before, smoking would have disgusted her. But now, it was her favorite sport. Next to the hunt.............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 18:05:30 GMT -5
No longer was she about blacks and whites. She no longer cared who she was just as long as she was. It was sweet for the demons to have a new team member. To have a slayer on their side, working against the other team. Now, the hellmouth would be overrun with them and their kind. They were open to anything human. Thanks to just one tiny blonde.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 20:54:14 GMT -5
Buffy's hair curled around her face as she glided to the music. Sure enough, a lonely one came up to make "business" with her. She licked her lips and pointed to the back exit.
Parker's smile lit up the room.
Once outside, Buffy smashed him to the wall. And let her tongue do the talking, while she explored his mouth.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 21:00:19 GMT -5
Trailing it down, she found his jugular. And her face twisted into a demon. She licked the tender flesh before biting down. Parker was unable to form a scream as she pulled on his blood. It flowed out of the supple skin and into her burning throat.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 22:03:57 GMT -5
She sautéed out of the alley and onto hard pavement. Buffy, wanting to have a little rough N' tumble grabbed the nearest person and threw him into a tree. A satisfying crack echoed loudly as she smiled.
She marched to the dead body and looked down. Here, the kid's head is twisted to the side. Revealing a bone sticking out of skin.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 22, 2007 23:04:40 GMT -5
Her movements were sublime, slow, and witty. Every patron of the room watched her form as it glided through smoke and loud music. It drew their attention in every way. From lust to sheer awe.
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