Slayer Bella and vampire Miles
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"A quick look around can't hurt."

He has a quick look around.
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There is a little loot but none of it readily exchangeable for US dollars, the principal currency in which plane tickets are sold.

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Eh, you can always find somebody. Miles pockets some likely-looking objects. "Okay, let's go."

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So she drives him back to Sunnydale and drops him off by the butcher shop.

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And he hangs out with Zeke and commits petty theft and decides to scrap the whole idea of buying a plane ticket because faking the necessary identity documentation would require too much human contact and stowing away in a luggage compartment is safer. This still requires him to acquaint himself with flight schedules and pick up supplies, though. And he'll need some means of transporting himself to an airport...

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He has evidence that Bella possesses a car!

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That's true!

He loiters by the butcher's shop around sundown; when Bella doesn't happen by, he tries the school.
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There's her car!

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Promising! And the lady herself...?

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Not in the library, or anywhere else in evidence on campus.

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Bella, meanwhile, is waking up on a truly unpleasant floor, even as floors go.
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Gosh, it's so unpleasant!

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It's not really improved by the headache or the fact that she can barely lever herself up from prone, either.

She manages it eventually.
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The unpleasant floor belongs to an unpleasant house, and the unpleasant house is perfectly still and silent, quite as though unoccupied.

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She tries the door. Locked. She tries to stand. No such luck. She tries a window. Painted shut.
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A familiar figure emerges from the shadows. Although he's wearing different clothes, blander and less crisply military than the grey-and-white Dendarii uniform.
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"Miles," she says in relieved confusion. "Where the fuck are we?"

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"You've got to be kidding me," says the familiar figure in a decidedly un-Miles-like accent and cadence.
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"Sorry. Mark," he says, with an ironic little bow. "Miles's twin. He may not have mentioned me. I represent a particularly awkward and private chapter in the family history."

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"You... didn't come up."

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"Yeah, I'm not surprised. So, who are you and why are you sitting on the floor of this horrible little house drugged into near-paralysis?"

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"Uh, my name's Bella and I am not entirely sure but I don't like it. Why are you lurking in this horrible little house?"

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"I was kidnapped and dumped in the basement."

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