#bycode

[psychescape]

@bycode

She should've long grown used to watching the people around her age. They all did, coworkers, friends, lovers, and their children — Allison Argent included. Once the green, wide-eyed idealist, and in a manner of speaking she still is. She's also just a few shades more haunted now. Kane didn't share the details, and Perry didn't further pry. Not mine to share, he'd said. It might just be the fairest he's treated a person in absentia in a good while.

Even without the details, she knows enough to come to a singular conclusion: “You need to decompress, babes.” With that, she leaps up from the sofa she'd made herself comfortable on. “Girls' night in, or girls' night out? Your call.”

[psychescape]

@bycode

The sense of normalcy surrounding her preparations to kill the likes resembling him borders on the eerie, yet he sticks around to observe all the same. He stands a few paces away, shoulder braced against the wall and his arms crossed over his chest. His gaze unwaveringly follows the deft motions of her fingers as they handle one blade after another — polishing a hunting's knife, sharpening throwing knives, cleaning a demon blade ...

A thought comes to mind unbidden. It's not the most off-the-cuff one he's ever had ( though after two millennia, he'd struggle to identify what is ), but he'd admit to being surprised by it all the same.

“D'you still have the archangel blade I gave you?” The question leaves him without forethought, leaving him without an escape plan at the ready. Time to improvise, then. “Granted, it'd be impressive if you'd managed to lose it over the course of a few months.”

[wantdead]

" you think visiting beacon hills is a good idea? " / @bycode

[byjorbs-archive]

‘ how about i take you home? ’ + erica

one of these for sure, @bycode

" i don't want to go home. " erica whispers from where she's sitting on the floor. she's a little drunk ( as much as she can get ) but she's mostly having a panic attack because she feels like a child again. the one that had no friends and was laughed at when she had a seizures. she hates how she still hears it when she walks the halls of the high school for work. she thought coming to this party would be nice but it hasn't been. it just reminded her how lost she is. she still doesn't want to go home though because it will just remind her how alone she still is and how nothing has changed. even with the fake confidence, wardrobe change and almost dying then moving across the country. she's a grown adult but she still doesn't know how to have friends or even be a friend. " i'll just get a ride later -- don't worry about it. i'm gonna get another drink and have fun. you should do the same. "

[dontlookoverheredammit]

@bycode cont.

Just because Sarah's supposed to be asleep right now doesn't mean she can't catch the bag of Skittles one-handed with perfect precision. Maybe she does shit like that in her sleep all the time! Maybe! She drops the bag on her lap with a totally accurate amount of sleeping care and finally 'wakes up'. Throws in a little yawn at the end there because Allison's totally buying it! "All I heard, because I was actually really asleep just now, is we're stopping for coffee eventually. I'm buying, no arguing." Now that she's totally awake Sarah bends down to unzip her (surprisingly, purple) backpack and pulls out the multiple brochures she has of the Tranquil Haven Spa Resort. "Now, where do we stand on the hot stone massage?" Sarah glances quickly at Allison with raised brows then goes back to the brochure pile. "We wanna give it a shot, right?!"

[byjorbs-archive]

‘ do you want something for the pain? ’ + dean

one of these for sure, @bycode

he's a little grumpy at the moment. probably due to the concussion from some werewolf he was trying to hunt. he pulls the ice away from his face and holds up the bottle of whiskey he's clearly been drinking straight from the bottle. he takes a sip just to make a point. " whatcha think i got this for ? but if you got something stronger i'll take it. "

[wantdead]

i hate feeling so useless.

" you're not useless just 'cause y'er benched. y'gotta give yourself the time to recover that if you wanna get back on the field quick. now, quit whinin' and eat somethin'. i didn't make all this trip for nothin'. "

[serendpitous-archive]

what about you? what do you deserve? / buffy

"what do i deserve?" buffy echoes, the words feeling foreign on her tongue. not often did she ask herself that question. and not many asked it about her either. her life was all buffy will patrol tonight, buffy saves the world yet again, buffy's got it under control! being the slayer hasn't exactly given her much autonomy — not when there's always something else that needs to be handled.

but allison understands, more than she even initially thought. she too does the selfless work of protecting humanity. all this weight is too much to bear, even with someone who's got extremely toned shoulders like them.

"what i deserve is a break," buffy admits, shocking herself with how freely she speaks, "what i deserve is one day without someone banging down my door telling me that i'm the only one for the job. but that's not realistic. so instead, i'm gonna get some ice cream and call it a night. whattya say? wanna come with? something about you screams mint chocolate chip."

@bycode