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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 13, 2009 9:07:17 GMT -5
 "Ooh, look at all the naughty kittens", she says with an air of authority and superiority. There's something dangerous about the way she's smiling and the way her eyes are dancing as she looked about the room. She turns her attention back towards the anointed one. In this world, everything is different here. A few days earlier, here, a body switcher had invaded the small town of Czech- ceasing Prague, snatching away Drusilla's appearance, making all of her vanish completely, and then thoroughly did the same to the slayer, wiping away all of her memories. She, now, has no memories of her human days- only that she is Drusilla and there's no spell that can break the demon's curse and bring her back from the realm of Hell to the realm of the living- to this plain. She, now, has a morbid desire and imagination as she slowly transformed from a member of the food chain to the one who gives deaths itself. Now that she's a demon, she can no longer see from black to white, they're all the same. She tucks her head down low and folds her arms to shield her from the cold. "It's cold." Despite the fear in the room, every vampire focused on the very withdrawn and frail lady. She smiles at the actions she had caused. Suddenly, she grabs her head. "Power! Too much power!" |
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Sept 14, 2009 14:40:55 GMT -5
Spike starts to say something but then pauses as if listening to the noises around him, loud pounding feets of humans approaching. "Well, this is just bloody neat- I get dinner and a free show! Neat, I tell ya! Just bloody neat!" He pulls his black queen into his arms as crosses are held against the vampires, some are already anticipating the inevitable. Giles glares at all of them before moving his eyes to the one who's whimpering. He walks closer. "Buffy, Whistler told us. You don't need to worry, we will get you out of here!" Xander stares at Spike. "And away from him", he says disturbingly. Spike snarls, "You are not taking her anywhere if you...... want to live!" Buffy slowly moves away from Spike. "You better do what my boy tells you or he won't let you live." She only has her visions to decipher their meanings. But Giles stands his ground. "Whistler says that only we can help you." "Whistler is wrong", she growls. She knows that they are planning to return some of her former soul but it's not a gift......! It's a curse- a stroke of bad luck! "It's a condemnation", she hisses. Willow stutters. "But Buffy, you'll be back to your former self! Don't you want that!?! To be like Angel!?!" She shakes her head. "You'd be punishing me and it's disgusting! To have a soul......!?!" She suddenly smiles widely. "I see dark power in you...... You have a gift, don't squander it!" Willow shivers at the crazy look that she's giving her- the insane/empty look. "Too excited", she mumbles.
As they survey around the room and their intended audiences- the Scoobies moved to strike, staking and killing half of their clan, and deflating their numbers. Most of these were the former master's minions. The anointed points a finger at him and says, "You! You've ruined the Night of St. Vigeous!"
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