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slayers_desire) wrote2010-02-03 09:24 pm
slayers_desire) wrote2010-02-03 09:24 pm
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from the training room to succeeding in the field
For the Watcher and the Slayer, things returned to schedule after the weekend, after Rain had been able to slay his very first Demon. And by this time, Rain's body and mind would have adjusted to the hours and the dedication. He would discover that he felt stronger. That he was able to destroy more evil vampires during the night in his world.
Of course, the fact that his difference was much stronger than before, it brought attention to his part of the world. There was the wrong kind of attention, that Rain was not aware of yet, but would have to face in the future.
Tonight, however, it was a different kind of attention that sought Rain out. He had just finished slaying five vampires, at the same time, and had been dusting himself off. When he heard a cough from behind him. The woman who stood there had been there... for who knew how long. She seemed familiar, in a way, but he could not place her name right away with how the night hid her face from sight so far.
"So..." She lit a cigarette. Her face familiar under the flame, it was Faith. The Slayer who had come after Buffy, and had a difficult road herself. "No longer a potential, you are earning your own stripes in life."
Of course, the fact that his difference was much stronger than before, it brought attention to his part of the world. There was the wrong kind of attention, that Rain was not aware of yet, but would have to face in the future.
Tonight, however, it was a different kind of attention that sought Rain out. He had just finished slaying five vampires, at the same time, and had been dusting himself off. When he heard a cough from behind him. The woman who stood there had been there... for who knew how long. She seemed familiar, in a way, but he could not place her name right away with how the night hid her face from sight so far.
"So..." She lit a cigarette. Her face familiar under the flame, it was Faith. The Slayer who had come after Buffy, and had a difficult road herself. "No longer a potential, you are earning your own stripes in life."
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"They haven't been used on me... yet."
"You want other new ones?"
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((I am half dead, do you remember what toys they have? I'll have to sleep soon before I'm really terrible at this. lol))
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((the collar. the leash. the whip. We should both sleep))
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((Sweet dreams))
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