“ sure. but that doesn’t give anyone a free pass to go around lopping people’s heads off. ” you understand it, though. that emptiness and the desires that flow from it. the world used to be simple. well, as simple as it could be for the slayer. but time inevitably sunk its’ teeth into you, loss its’ claws, and you have a hollow place where your heart used to be. ( or maybe, you’ve always had a hollow place. you can’t remember. )
the slayer idly twirls the wooden stake in her hands, appearing almost bored, save for piercing eyes that never leave the other. she hasn’t quite decided if this one is a threat, but she’s not taking any chances. “ well ... except for me. but that’s more of an ‘ avoidable destiny thing ’ than it is me trying to fill a void. ”
“ some people are born with a piece of night inside, and that hollow place can never be filled. ” @asteritm asked buffy .