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MOVED.
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okay, so. this is still a wip, but just to make my life easier i’ve decided to move all my buffyverse muses to one account!! you can find them HERE @ hellmouthisms
as of right now all previous threads for all of these muses are DROPPED, unless you come talk to me! i’m willing to continue almost any thread if my partner wants to, i’m just initially dropping them all for the sake of my own mental health. hope to see you there!
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" - - Buffy! It seems like no matter what, we we always end up running into each other, huh?"
{ notmuchforthetimber: }
Tara knew that trying to carry more than one box had been a bad idea from the start. She had only made it a few steps out of the apartment before she felt the first box beginning to slip from her grasp. Her heart skipping a beat, she gasped and almost tripped over herself in an attempt to reach the box, still holding one other in her hand. When she heard someone ask her if she needed help, after the box had been caught, she smiled and nodded.
"Y-Yes…thank y-you…"
"Oh, it's no problem at all!"
[ She offered up a warm smile in return. This woman, with her kind smile and hesitant stutter, reminded her a bit of one of the younger girls who was staying at the shelter, and Anne couldn't help but feel a protective surge towards her as she shifted the extra box in her arms. ]
"So, where are you headed with all of these boxes?"
[ For a moment, she simply stares at the stranger who’s attempting to balance what looks like everything they own in their arms. Then she rushes forward to aid them, before their belongings end up strewn across the floor. ]
”- —Need a little help?”
{ thenextgenerxtion: }
❝ No problem. ❞
[ It was no trouble, really. Besides, the client he was meeting with wasn’t exactly someone he really wanted to deal with right now. Anne seemed much more fun. ]
❝ Not in the slightest. My client is this demon that was this green ooze coming out of it’s ears — not pretty. ❞
❝ That sounds... pretty nasty, actually. ❞
[ Her expression matches her words to a tee, complete with a scrunched up nose and grimace of disgust. Compared to this guy, the zombie policemen she faced a few months back seem like the picture of perfect hygiene-- - and that's saying something. ]
❝ How do you always manage to find the strangest clients? ❞
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{ thenextgenerxtion: }
[ He takes a look over at the box resting on the ground and he nods in understanding. He walks over to the box and picks it up effortlessly, giving her a smile. ]
❝ Looks like you could use some help. ❞
❝ Yeah... I guess I could. Thanks. ❞
[ Normally, Anne wouldn't accept help from someone off the street, but she knows she could trust Angel enough to let him handle the clothing. Returning the smile, she continues toward her destination, gesturing for him to follow after her. ]
❝ Here, I was going this way. It's a bit of a walk still, so I hope you're not in a hurry! ❞
{ thenextgenerxtion: }
❝ It seems to be the only form of communication for us. ❞
[ He grins. It’s nice to see a familiar face after all the gross and demon gut faces he’s been seeing lately. Seeing Anne was a bonus. She was always a ray of sunshine. ]
❝ No, no it’s not. I’m actually meeting a client down a ways. What are you doing around here? Did you relocate that teen center? ❞
❝ No, we haven't moved. The center's still in the same old place, as always. I was just--- ❞
[ She gestures to the upturned cardboard box filled to the brim with clothing, which she still has yet to pick up off the ground. ]
❝ Picking those up from a donor around here. ❞
{ thenextgenerxtion: }
[ It really wasn’t only her fault that she ran into him because he was too busy looking down at his phone — or at least trying to figure it out. ]
❝ It’s fine. Don’t sweat it. —- Wait… Anne? ❞
❝ Wow, we really need to stop running into each other like this. ❞
[ Offering up a small smile, she stares at Angel-- - who's definitely a familiar face, but not one that she thought she'd see ever again. ]
❝ What are you doing around here, Angel? - -- This isn't exactly close to your office, is it? ❞
Reblog if you're an indie Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel RP account.
We are creating a masterlist for all roleplayers.
The list is here.
psa; School starts for me tomorrow. It’s my junior year, so I’ve got SATs, college prep, homework, and APs on top of eight-hour school days. As a result, some old threads will probably be dropped soon for my sanity’s sake, and my activity will most likely decrease, both on Cordelia and on Dawn. Anne and Belle will probably stay inactive for the same reasons, at least until I’ve adjusted to the school year again.
[ She smiles as the new arrival walks in. This woman's obviously not a teenager, so hopefully she's the person Anne's been waiting for. ]
"Hey, are you Buffy's friend? She told me that someone was coming to help."
( ooc: Just as a psa, I won't be doing many universal greeters any more. I'm going to do one or two more for the remaining canon characters/blogs I already know who are following me, and then I'll post a general open for everyone!
Also, if I've already done a greeter for your character [mainly Buffy and Angel], I'll be tagging you in it and you're welcome to respond to that! )
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"What kids?"
"——Well, can’t you take them with you?”
[ She almost laughs at his response, but settles on a bemused smile instead. ]
"No, silly. This is a teen center, remember? There's no way all of them would fit in my apartment-- - and if I made them leave here, then they'd just be out on the streets."
It took Buffy a moment to realize the face standing in front of her. Oh! Anne. How could she have forgotten? “Anne.” She responded. “It’s great to see you. Ah, fine. Been dead, saved the world. The norm. How about you?”
[ Anne raises an eyebrow at Buffy's response. She can't say she's that surprised, since she knows that Buffy's the slayer and all, but it's still... weird, to hear saving the world being called the norm. Not to mention dying.
It's safe to say that she remembers why she admired the Slayer so much. ]
"That's... definitely an interesting definition of the norm.
Me? My life's a lot more normal in comparison. I work at a shelter now-- it's not exactly saving the world, but it makes a difference."
"Long story. I should really start getting pamphlets made." He waved his hands at the notion.
"Are you okay out here? I’ve been tracking a vamp a couple a’ blocks now. Maybe you should get indoors? Get home?”
[ She accepts his vague answer for now, but still expects a better explanation at some point. People-- or vampires-- don't just turn into puppets; that much she's sure of.
She declines his offer to leave with a shake of her head, unwilling to leave the shelter vulnerable. ]
"I can't just leave the kids on their own. Especially since it can get in here-- - it can, right?"
