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[13 Feb 2003|12:11am] |
As far as being immotal and indestructable goes, the last few days have been rather uninventive.
The little slayer-followers decided to try to record me. Maybe they can't comprehend the whole 'you can't hear or see me unless I want you to' thing. I can see I'm going to have MAJOR trouble with them! Not.
How wimpy is that Andrew? Couldn't even think about shooting some annoying, insignificant girls without wanting 'protection' and running to his little friends. How weak.
As that Xander found out, everyone is turning to my side; The winning side. You looking a bit fatter now Xander.
Principal Wood... Heh. You like him Buffy?
Humans are very easy to corrupt. I am responsible for all evil. I know. There's Buffy: Sleep with the nearest living dead. Xander: Attracts demons better than me! Willow: Too easy. At least Warren did a semi-good job killing that witch bitch Tara. Spike: Easier than Willow!
You're all easy, and you're all finished.
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"... oh and andy dont listen to anything Buffy says about dates she's trying to make you suck."
That is so not true. *she waited a beat and got an amused look on her face* Ok maybe it is. But I wasn't doing it to be mean! I was just doing it for my amusement. I didn't think he'd take me seriously. And it's not like told him anything really bad. I just said dates consist of watching a movie or going to dinner or something like that and that it also means no kissing, touching, or anything to that affect. even though we all know that's a lie.
Oh, and Andrew thinks that Pierre is dreamy. That would be Pierre of Simple Plan, I mean.
*she frowned a bit and sighed quietly, popping her neck lightly and then ran her hand through her golden blonde hair, pulling it away from her face* It looks like the First is back in the mix. *she rolled her eyes, a small groan escaping* Great. And it's already making my life a living Hell. What happened on Tuesday, and then yesterday it comes in -- talking about things that is has no idea what it is talking about. *she shivered, running her hands over her arms* And good god this house is freezing. It's like an ice box or something. *she then quirked a brow, smirking slightly and said to Dawn* Oh and Dawn, did my dreams keep you up again? *she said to everyone else* Don't ask, it's...a sister thing.
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