Buffy Summers (busummers) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-05-11 22:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, {buffy summers |
Characters: Buffy Summers and open
When: Friday evening
Location: Chance Car
Warnings/Rating: None as of right now
Summary: Buffy is trying to clear her head and get away from all the singing.
Status: Open, ongoing
Buffy was still very much determined that Sweet was around this train somewhere. Though everyday she did a quick patrol to see if that name was on any of the doors and it wasn’t. All this singing was bringing back bad memories like the things she had confessed from singing. All she knew was if this train or Sweet made her sing she would snap and not in a good way. The singing in her world had been enough for her. The singing from people varied in the type of song and she was starting to wish she put ear plugs on. Moving towards the back of the train in a tank top and sweats, she kept her eyes on the door once again. For some reason she kept hoping that name would be across a door. At least then she could take care of the problem where right now she felt annoyed because she couldn’t do anything. Her trip to the back was to spend some time in the chance car to work out while hiding out from all the singing. Reaching the door it took a few times before a workout room appeared with some punching bags and some mats on the floor, which is what she needed. Buffy didn’t always listen to Giles but once in a while she would hear something he said and this was one of those times. She remembered when he had her balance on a piece of wood to use her strength to keep her up, but she had to have a clear head. No way was she going to do this on a piece of wood right now when her thoughts were all over the place; however, she figured by doing this it would clear her head than maybe she would work out something. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she put both hands down to get herself up in a handstand position in the middle of the mats. Another deep breath with her eyes closed, she slowly took her left hand off the mat to hold herself up. It was taking everything in her not to shake or fall as she thought about nothing or tried to think about nothing. That was until she heard someone else causing her to lose her balance and falling to the side. “Damn it,” she mumbled as she glanced to see who it was. |