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Buffy Summers (buffy_summers) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-06-23 09:56:00

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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.

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buffy_summers
2019-06-29 12:03 am UTC (link)

“Kind of, just instead regular superhero stuff it’s supernatural stuff.” Superheroes didn’t usually deal with hell gods, did they? Maybe she should ask Andrew next t- nope. Scratch that, she wanted to keep her sanity intact. “Being a Slayer isn’t exactly something for me to love. I can’t turn it off and it’s something I have to do.” Buffy really didn’t want to break the cheerful idealism of it too much by getting into how much death was involved. “But yeah, I had a mentor. His name is Giles and he was, is, my Watcher. Watchers are usually stuffy British guys that train Slayers and do research while sitting on the sidelines doing nothing of use. But Giles is the exception and he actually helped out.” Okay, so she threw in a little of the old school annoyance at how Watchers used to work. But come on, they deserved it.

“I trained by, well, training. Fighting comes naturally to me. But I spar with Giles and others when I can. Do tai chi, meditate, that kind of stuff. Unlike most Slayers, I didn’t officially start training till I was like fifteen, when I was called. Before that, the closest training I had was some gymnastics and cheerleading.”

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