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[Feb 20] [Buffy the Vampire Slayer] What I Am
Title: What I Am
Day/Theme: February 20 - "the blood that falls from heaven"
Series: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Buffy
Rating: PG
There came a point when Buffy had to admit to herself that being the Slayer was no longer just something she did. Being the Slayer was something she was.
Oddly enough, it wasn't some apocalypse or personal tragedy that drove the point home. It was something much, much simpler, so simple that she didn't think she could explain it to Willow or Xander.
And as for when she realized this?
The date was August 17, 1998, a hot, muggy night for patrol. She was in the woods just a few miles from campus and had stopped for a moment to see if she could hear anything unusual when she felt something warm and wet strike her cheek.
She looked up into the treetops, stake at the ready, and yelped in surprise as another drop caught her square in the eye.
After wiping the wetness from her eye, she spent a good two minutes trying to think of what kind of demon might possibly have clear blood before she realized that it had started raining.
Day/Theme: February 20 - "the blood that falls from heaven"
Series: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Buffy
Rating: PG
There came a point when Buffy had to admit to herself that being the Slayer was no longer just something she did. Being the Slayer was something she was.
Oddly enough, it wasn't some apocalypse or personal tragedy that drove the point home. It was something much, much simpler, so simple that she didn't think she could explain it to Willow or Xander.
And as for when she realized this?
The date was August 17, 1998, a hot, muggy night for patrol. She was in the woods just a few miles from campus and had stopped for a moment to see if she could hear anything unusual when she felt something warm and wet strike her cheek.
She looked up into the treetops, stake at the ready, and yelped in surprise as another drop caught her square in the eye.
After wiping the wetness from her eye, she spent a good two minutes trying to think of what kind of demon might possibly have clear blood before she realized that it had started raining.