Title: Resurrected Our Thoughts
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I do not own the concepts of Hunters (Kripke), Slayers & Dawn (Whedon), Gleeks (Murphy), Dark-Hunters (Kenyon) or sundry others.
Summary: Ten (#*$#% more) snippets of the Resurrected Verse. Multiple focuses.
Words: 98
Song: Engine Heart - Mirah (2:35)
A/N: I was joking around with a friend at work that I wished I was still on my vacation in North Carolina (80 degree weather beats 33 degree weather & snow so very much) when a random guest came up to us and pretty much told me that I was a selfish bitch for whining what with everything the people of Japan are going through. WTF, dude you don't even know me. I feel awful for the people in Japan, of course that goes without saying, and short of donating money to the Redcross - which I've done - there's not a lot I can do to help them from where I am. You don't just come up to a random stranger and give them a holier-than-thou rant when you didn't even hear the rest of the conversation (which the only part he heard was "I can't handle the snow and the cold anymore.")
Resurrected Our Thoughts
Devil's in the Details
"You're a Dark-Hunter, aren't you?" Anya leaned forward as Ash glanced between her and Henrik nervously.
"Yes."
"You're not Buffy's cousin, are you?" Anya asked again.
Adam, Vi and Jo had gone off to bitch and moan to Bobby, Buffy and Ellen moments ago, giving the ex-demon and hacker time to size up the Dark-Hunter. He reminded her of the few she'd met in her past. He was good looking and power seemed to roll off of him.
"No, I'm her father," Henrik said quietly. "But neither of the girls know I died and they can't be told."