Buffy finally fell through her bedroom door and dropped the bags again. It
wasn't really the weight that presented a problem, just the sheer volume of
bags she had amassed.
Kicking off her sandals she began dividing up the bags, a lot of it was clothes or shoes which she had found irresistible and making a mental note to keep most of it locked safely away from demon claws and vampire dust until she got back to Sunnydale she climbed onto the bed with the rest of the bags.
Each of the gang would be getting something from her LA trip; she was planning one serious present and one gag gift. Willow already had some Wicca goodies, Giles would get a couple of gruesome yet interesting looking books and Oz had new and very strong enchanted chains for his wolf time that should give him greater peace of mind.
She had also treated herself to a simply gorgeous new crossbow with matching knives and sword. There had even been a small axe and spiked knuckledusters that matched. So she had gleefully splurged a vast amount of dollars on acquiring the set. It was all in wickedly beautiful black finished metal with a small amount of swirling silver detail work. Even the bolts for the crossbow were black with tiny silver swirls, personalised with the initial 'S' which could stand for either Summers or Slayer and presented in a black and silver pouch, all in all Buffy was delighted and itching to try her beautiful, deadly new acquisitions out on the demons of LA; the dangerous ones anyway.
Carefully putting her peculiar souvenirs for her buds out of sight in her weapons chest she scrabbled for her diary, also residing out of sight in the chest. Before she forgot she scribbled down the partial title of the book Wes had been holding, it had sounded a lot like something Giles might have in his own collection. She hadn't really considered that Doyle's friends knew about his demon nature but she supposed it made sense that they would, after all her friends knew she was the Slayer. So perhaps they knew about demons generally and actually had a supernatural case that they had been researching, or then again Wes just might have really weird taste in bedtime stories. Abandoning that fruitless thought process and making a mental note to call Giles about the book and do some snooping sometime she began sorting out clothes for a night out slaying.
Buffy dressed to kill in black leather again, this time with a newly purchased and very sexy red velvet halter-neck top she was unable to resist dragging out of her bags even after a long internal argument (It looks really cool/What if a demon dies on it?). The crossbow was stowed in a small black leather bag along with extra stakes and a crucifix that Buffy planned to paint black when she had the time. The knives were tucked into her belt and boots; slipping another stake into her sleeve she eyed her reflection in the floor length mirror with satisfaction, with a knuckleduster tucked into her pocket she was ready for the hunt.
Kicking off her sandals she began dividing up the bags, a lot of it was clothes or shoes which she had found irresistible and making a mental note to keep most of it locked safely away from demon claws and vampire dust until she got back to Sunnydale she climbed onto the bed with the rest of the bags.
Each of the gang would be getting something from her LA trip; she was planning one serious present and one gag gift. Willow already had some Wicca goodies, Giles would get a couple of gruesome yet interesting looking books and Oz had new and very strong enchanted chains for his wolf time that should give him greater peace of mind.
She had also treated herself to a simply gorgeous new crossbow with matching knives and sword. There had even been a small axe and spiked knuckledusters that matched. So she had gleefully splurged a vast amount of dollars on acquiring the set. It was all in wickedly beautiful black finished metal with a small amount of swirling silver detail work. Even the bolts for the crossbow were black with tiny silver swirls, personalised with the initial 'S' which could stand for either Summers or Slayer and presented in a black and silver pouch, all in all Buffy was delighted and itching to try her beautiful, deadly new acquisitions out on the demons of LA; the dangerous ones anyway.
Carefully putting her peculiar souvenirs for her buds out of sight in her weapons chest she scrabbled for her diary, also residing out of sight in the chest. Before she forgot she scribbled down the partial title of the book Wes had been holding, it had sounded a lot like something Giles might have in his own collection. She hadn't really considered that Doyle's friends knew about his demon nature but she supposed it made sense that they would, after all her friends knew she was the Slayer. So perhaps they knew about demons generally and actually had a supernatural case that they had been researching, or then again Wes just might have really weird taste in bedtime stories. Abandoning that fruitless thought process and making a mental note to call Giles about the book and do some snooping sometime she began sorting out clothes for a night out slaying.
Buffy dressed to kill in black leather again, this time with a newly purchased and very sexy red velvet halter-neck top she was unable to resist dragging out of her bags even after a long internal argument (It looks really cool/What if a demon dies on it?). The crossbow was stowed in a small black leather bag along with extra stakes and a crucifix that Buffy planned to paint black when she had the time. The knives were tucked into her belt and boots; slipping another stake into her sleeve she eyed her reflection in the floor length mirror with satisfaction, with a knuckleduster tucked into her pocket she was ready for the hunt.
