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janedavitt Nov. 4th, 2003 11:33 am)
janedavitt Nov. 4th, 2003 11:33 am)This came into my head watching Doomed last night. I started to make it a longer fic but I have a birthday cake to bake for Lauren, who turns three today, bless her little booties, so I drabbled it.
It's set as Buffy and Riley are having that awkward conversation at the end of 'Hush' and the start of 'Doomed'.
Understandable Mistake
“I’m a walking bruise today. I don’t see a scratch on you.”
His voice broke off and suspicion flared. “No bruises. Stronger than a human ... how?”
“I told you; I’m the Slayer. Healing, speed, strength without those unsightly, bulging biceps- all part of the package. What is all this?”
Riley’s eyes had lost any tenderness. “I’m thinking it’s me capturing a new breed of HST.”
The charge from his taser flowed through her, pulling her down into darkness and pain.
Spike could have told her how much it hurt but that was one question she’d never bothered to ask.
It's set as Buffy and Riley are having that awkward conversation at the end of 'Hush' and the start of 'Doomed'.
Understandable Mistake
“I’m a walking bruise today. I don’t see a scratch on you.”
His voice broke off and suspicion flared. “No bruises. Stronger than a human ... how?”
“I told you; I’m the Slayer. Healing, speed, strength without those unsightly, bulging biceps- all part of the package. What is all this?”
Riley’s eyes had lost any tenderness. “I’m thinking it’s me capturing a new breed of HST.”
The charge from his taser flowed through her, pulling her down into darkness and pain.
Spike could have told her how much it hurt but that was one question she’d never bothered to ask.