Buffy Summers (![]() ![]() @ 2019-06-23 09:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | active: freddy freeman |
Buffy & Freddy.
WHO: Buffy Summers & Freddy Freeman
WHAT: Ooh, time to go sightseeing!
WHERE: Starts off at Freddy’s place, moves on from there.
WHEN: Sunday, some point after the morning of Christmas in June.
WARNINGS: Language maybe.
SPOILERS: Um.. not sure? Maybe for Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Shazam?
Buffy checked her wallet once more as she headed for the floor Freddy was staying in. She was sure she had enough for whatever they likely did, and she could try and improvise if she didn’t, but it didn’t hurt to triple check. She hadn’t exactly arrived with a bucket of cash. But she’d been wearing some jewelry that she pawned the other day in the off chance she didn’t find a job in time for next month’s rent. Plus she had ‘earned’ some extra when coming across some muggers during patrol. Luckily she hadn’t needed to buy a new wardrobe as of yet so her necessities had been kind of minimal so far. She knew she wanted to be sure Freddy had a good time and hoped whatever they did would be enough.
Goodland was a strange place, mirror of Manhattan that it was, but it seemed like the well known tourist spots still existed so there was still plenty to see and she was more than willing to hear any suggestions Freddy had. He seemed like a good kid and while he didn’t totally remind her of Dawn, he did remind her of some of the younger Slayers they had managed to locate and start training before her arrival here. And while none of them were ever exactly like Dawn, no one could be, they all seemed to trigger a big sister instinct in her. Maybe it was the whole shared power thing or the fact she had just started taking the whole oldest Slayer role to a new level. Whatever it was, it had her protective big sister senses on high, and the kid was already on her list of people she’d take a bullet for. Funny that. Her thoughts finally settling down after one last cash count, Buffy paused in front of the apartment door with a shrug. Whatever happened, happened. In the end, she wanted to explore and having company, even if it was a kid (or rather a teenager) was a hell of a lot more fun than adulting with adults. Confident in her choices and wallet contents, Buffy lightly rapped her knuckles on the door and waited.