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Post by sheiff on Feb 3, 2007 11:00:54 GMT -5
*Jules recieves the keys to his room. A he climbs the stairs, he reviews the information on his target.* I should have shotguns for this kind of deal.
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Post by James Bond on Feb 17, 2007 20:29:10 GMT -5
*Bond led Buffy up to his room (a new one- he didn't fancy being the next door over from Sarah.)*
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 17, 2007 20:44:41 GMT -5
((*snerk*))
"Wow. This is nice," *she said. When the door closed, she suddenly found herself babbling.* "You know, this is totally not me. I mean, I don't do this. At all. Because sex? It makes people evil. I mean, not all of them. But most of the ones I've known. So I'm just saying, it's not like I... do this... a lot."
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Post by James Bond on Feb 17, 2007 20:48:55 GMT -5
*Bond looked at Buff, slightly surprised*
"I never thought you did. Are you worried that I won't respect you? If anything, having invited you up here, I'm the one guilty of improper conduct."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 17, 2007 20:53:46 GMT -5
*Buffy took a deep breath.* "Right. I should just... relax." *She tried a few breathing forms Giles had taught her, and suddenly the reality of not feeling dead burst in on her. She might not be in Sunnydale--she might be years and miles from home--but she wasn't dead. She wasn't nothing. She felt--and she wanted to feel more.* "Okay. Psychobitch is gone. And I'm all for improper conduct, in the right setting."
*She was suddenly in front of him, and standing up on her toes to reach his lips.*
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Post by James Bond on Feb 17, 2007 20:58:55 GMT -5
*Bond leaned down and kissed her. He was about to start undressing her when a rare moment of conscience stopped him*
"Buffy, you seem quite uncomfortable. I don't want to force you into anything."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 17, 2007 21:29:51 GMT -5
*She shook her head and grinned.* "Nope. I'm over it." *She pushed him easily back onto the bed and leaned over him to whisper,* "And no one can force me into anything."
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Post by James Bond on Feb 17, 2007 21:34:05 GMT -5
*Bond smiled and pulled off his jacket*
"I'd like to see what would happen to a man who tried."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 17, 2007 21:55:18 GMT -5
*Buffy grinned.* "Usually, they disappear in a puff of smoke. But sometimes they just scream a lot."
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Post by James Bond on Feb 17, 2007 22:00:22 GMT -5
*Bond kissed her as they climbed onto the bed*
"I suppose you don't lack for amusement."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 20, 2007 10:10:30 GMT -5
*Buffy belatedly realized that her last comment could also have described her sex life, but she let it go. She was dead, and she was in bed with Bond James Bond, and std's be damned she was going to enjoy herself.*
"Are you kidding? I'm from California. We're constitutionally obligated to be bored." *She smiled.* "I'm getting over it, though." *She grinned wickedly and dove in with as much fervor as she tackled her vampires. She wondered if that, too, wasn't another unfortunate double ententre.*
*FADE OUT* ((unless Bond has something more to say))
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Post by James Bond on Feb 21, 2007 11:51:31 GMT -5
FADE IN
*Bond picked up the phone and called for room service, ordering some kind of expensive breakfast. He turned to Buffy*
"How do you feel?"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Feb 27, 2007 17:08:00 GMT -5
((Oh man, I missed this.))
*Buffy stretched luxoriantly and smiled softly.* "Like I won," *she said.* "Who knew older guys knew so much? I mean, not that you're old, you're not, like, Giles old, but still... Um... Can I take that last part back?"
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Post by Sylvia on Apr 9, 2007 19:07:13 GMT -5
*Sylvia made her way to the address Crane had given her. She made it up to his room and stood sharing, trying to collect herself. Sucking her lip, she knocked on the door.*
“Doctor? Are you there?”
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Apr 9, 2007 19:57:07 GMT -5
*Crane opened the door*
"Sylvia! Come in, please."
*He then noticed the expression on her face*
"What is it? What's happened?"
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