"How long have you been the Slayer?" Glorfindel asked.
"I've always been the Slayer but I only started slaying demons when I was
fifteen and now I'm twenty one."
"That's quite a long time."
"The years just start to mesh together."
"Do you enjoy it?"
"I hate it and I can't quit or have a life outside it either, my last three
boyfriends have had some connections to it, two have been vampires and the
other one was part of a government "slaying" operation."
"I'm getting the feeling these weren't happy relationships."
"Vampire number one, lost his soul, went bad, tried to destroy the world, I
sent him to hell, he came back then decided he wasn't being fair on me so
he left. Government guy, thought he was an average guy but he wasn't, his
people go bye- bye then a few months later he starts going to vampires to
get his blood drank cause he likes it, Spike finds him tells me, we break
up he leaves for some place in the jungle then turns up the other week with
a wife. Vampire number two, of course is linked in with number one, he told
me he loved me then tried to kill me then when I come back from the dead."
"You came back from the dead too?"
"Too? You on your second go of it?"
"Came back from the Halls of Mandos, not the best experience in the world."
"I'm on my third go of it, anyway I came back and started sleeping with
vampire number two."
"Correct me if I'm wrong but vampire number two."
"Yes it's Spike, but you can't say anything to any of the guys, least of
all Dawn because she's really close with him."
"My lips are sealed."
"Will this Narcissi mind me stealing her clothes?"
"I don't think so besides you're not exactly stealing them are you? Only
borrowing." He stopped and knocked on a door, it was opened by a small elf
that was about Buffy's size. "Hi," Buffy said shyly.
"Vedui, I am Narcissi, come through and we will get you some clothes," she
smiled. Glorfindel let Buffy go in before him. He wandered in and sank down
into an armchair and put his feet up on the coffee table in front of him.
"What about this pink one?"
"It looks like my prom dress, that's the one for tonight?"
"Yes, you hold on to that one, I will give you four ordinary dresses,
Glorfindel, do you think four is enough, Glorfindel, get your feet off my
coffee table!"
"Yes, four should be enough."
"I don't mean to sound rude but could I have some pants and a top or
something like that? Like what you're wearing."
"When we go to the dressmakers I'll get that arranged."
"Thanks, should I put one of these on now?"
"You might as well," Glorfindel took the rest of the dresses off her and
she went to put on a plain yellow one. "That was Buffy, her and some of her
friends came though a portal in a book apparently," Glofindel said
answering Narcissi's silent question.
"Nice girl."
"She's been fighting for six years, long time for mortals."
"Shame."
"I know," he switched back to common tongue, "Come on Buffy, I've got to
get ready too, you know!"
"All right, I'm coming." She came out of the bathroom and took the dresses
from Glorfindel, "Thank you Narcissi, I'll get these washed before I give
them back to you."
"You're welcome Buffy, anytime."
"We'll go and see if anyone has sorted your rooms out yet. They should be
up near the twins and Legolas' rooms."
"Okay, great."
