When the Daybreaks for a Slayer - a Night World and BTVS psl

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Cw: angst death murder violence mentions. Also spoilers for both Night World and BTVS. also some AUing.

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She'd lose him in the crowd soon after getting to the second floor, but the last she saw of him was him tapping a red headed teenage looking girl on the shoulder. A guy came up to her, glaring after him, and between the pair she lost sight of him for just one crucial moment too long.

Both of the teens however, the redhead girl and the brunette guy both had something of the unnatural about them. The guy looked ticked, but the girl rested an hand on his arm. "Could be worse, could have been Ash."

"Poppy..." he growled just loud enough to be heard. Poppy, one of the ones she had been warned about by name.

Poppy smirked. "It's fine, Jamie. You worry too much."

"Given you're about to slip off to see Phil and grab a bite, as it were..."

She rolled her silvery green eyes. "Like you're not going to grab a bite with... what's her name this week?"

"That's different and you know it. Look... just be careful."

"Don't you worry, I got Phil wrapped round my little finger. Just." she poked his nose. "like" another nose poke. "You." when she went to poke again he snapped his teeth at her finger and yeah her reflex in pulling back was faster than human. The finger she had poked him with? She had been wearing a gold band with a black rose over a sunrise design on it.

"Uh huh," he said. He pulled out his wallet. "There is an area behind the Cinnabon that is quiet, almost no one goes back there."

"You are not paying. No way Phil will let be buy him a Cinnabon if it is your money, James!" she protested. "And without that how am I supposed to get him back there?" she arched a brow.

"Be creative. Besides. I'm giving you money to get a six pack. For me."

She laughed and took the money. "Well then. You hitting up the music shop while I'm gone."

He nodded.

"Good, get me"

He cut her off. "Throat singers and the new DJ Hangman drop. I got it."

"Whoops. Phil's here. Gotta dash."

He nodded. "Be careful, Poppy."

"As careful as I ever am," she singsonged as she danced away from him, going away from where Buffy was.

Another teen, a boy this time slid over to the one she'd been talking to. This one was blond, just has handsome, and looked like a fairy tale prince stepped off the cover of a book and into a dark velvet track suit that set off his golden colouration like it was made just to ornament him. There was something almost feline about him as he sat on a bench, right between Buffy and James, leaving him in profile for her.


(Icon is for the boy who just arrived because somehow I don't have icons for Poppy or James >.<)

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Buffy wasn't sure what to make of everything she just heard. It sounded... like normal stuff? It could be code, maybe, but... maybe not?

Did make her want a Cinnabon, though.

And that music... Throat singers and DJ Hangman?

Trying to process all that, she looked at the blond. There was something about him, she just wasn't sure what it was.