buffy anne summers † slayer, the. (
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[closed] something always brings me back to you ;;
Who: angel (
slipperysoul) & buffy summers (
stakes)
When: march 22nd ; after this thread.
Where: tbd.
Summary:
Warnings: possible mild language. probably angst.
[ She should've seen this part coming. She's been thinking about it since she first talked to him, getting here... And the more time passes, the more she thinks about it. He's Angel. And here isn't the same as home. No army to run, no underworld to police... No distance between them more than a reasonable distance between points within the same city. Only one reason why they shouldn't push or press to go too far, really. That pesky soul-losing-post-coital-bliss thing is an issue, but they can avoid the physical. Or, she thinks she can.
She has her personal cookie-dough reservations, but... Since when did those stop her when the opportunity was actually right in front of her? And now's one of those times. They've pretty much exhausted every possible topic, bad or good, between the two of them over the years, but... For some reason, this has her stomach in knots. She's nervous, like a schoolgirl all over again. But... He always did have that effect. Sunnydale was different, too. When he showed up with the Amulet? She wasn't ready.
She's still not, but she feels more ready, and they may not ever have this opportunity again. At home, or anywhere else. This is a chance. And it's a chance she's more than willing to take. Because he's Angel. It's always been Angel. So she makes er way to the part of town where he is, and she looks around as she approaches, heading into the shadows pretty much immediately. That's where he'll be until the sun goes down. ]
Angel? Please tell me I got the right area of town.
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When: march 22nd ; after this thread.
Where: tbd.
Summary:
Warnings: possible mild language. probably angst.
[ She should've seen this part coming. She's been thinking about it since she first talked to him, getting here... And the more time passes, the more she thinks about it. He's Angel. And here isn't the same as home. No army to run, no underworld to police... No distance between them more than a reasonable distance between points within the same city. Only one reason why they shouldn't push or press to go too far, really. That pesky soul-losing-post-coital-bliss thing is an issue, but they can avoid the physical. Or, she thinks she can.
She has her personal cookie-dough reservations, but... Since when did those stop her when the opportunity was actually right in front of her? And now's one of those times. They've pretty much exhausted every possible topic, bad or good, between the two of them over the years, but... For some reason, this has her stomach in knots. She's nervous, like a schoolgirl all over again. But... He always did have that effect. Sunnydale was different, too. When he showed up with the Amulet? She wasn't ready.
She's still not, but she feels more ready, and they may not ever have this opportunity again. At home, or anywhere else. This is a chance. And it's a chance she's more than willing to take. Because he's Angel. It's always been Angel. So she makes er way to the part of town where he is, and she looks around as she approaches, heading into the shadows pretty much immediately. That's where he'll be until the sun goes down. ]
Angel? Please tell me I got the right area of town.