[ Honestly, this really is just par for the course for Buffy. She's dead, more or less, and she's kind of having a really bad hair day, but- Oh, look, is that a mirror? ]
Your timing couldn't be better.
[ She may be the Slayer, and she may have saved the world a handful of times, but hey. A girl's gotta look her best, right? Right.
It may just be a mirror in a shop, but whatever. A mirror does its job whether it's in a house or a store, and right now, as Buffy pats some flyaway strands back into place, it's doing just that. ]
Much better. [ Satisfied with how she looks, she moves on to browse around, unaware that anything might be amiss. The shop is one of those small quaint ones where there's not a lot of room to maneuver, so it's purely by accident that Buffy turns, takes a step forward, and finds herself walking right into someone. ]
Oh! Hey, I didn't see you there. You okay?
An Apple a Day
[ A little bit later, Buffy finds herself with the munchies, and as luck would have it, there's a shopkeeper selling a bunch of fruit. She bypasses the oranges and the strawberries and goes straight for the apples, because they're bright red and shiny and they just look delicious. ]
How much for an apple?
[ The price is right, so money changes hands and Buffy walks away with an apple in her hand. She polishes it off against her shirt, because while the apple looks pristine, you can't be too careful. Once that's done, she takes a huge bite. ]
Mmm, delicious!
[ She goes on about her day, apple in hand, blissfully unaware that anything's going sideways. It's not until the apple is long gone and she happens to pass by a shop window when she spots something odd about her reflection.
Turning around once or twice, she tries to make sense of what she's seeing. ]
Okay, now I know I didn't wake up this morning looking like Red Riding Hood's grandmother.
[ She stops the first person who passes by and tries to get their attention. ]
Hey, I don't wanna bug you, but I think I'm seeing things. Does my hair look, like, whitish?
Spinning Wheel
[ Buffy's already had a day, but it's not over yet. Aside from the apples and the mirrors that are making all kinds of crazy things happen, now it looks like whenever she turns around, hey presto, there's a spinning wheel! ]
What is this, Sleeping Beauty?
[ Of course Buffy's first thought is to steer clear of anything remotely resembling a spinning wheel, because duh- look what happened to the princess in that fairy tale!
But the second she has that thought, it's gone, and she finds herself moving closer to one of the many wheels that are placed around the streets. It's almost as though an invisible force has taken over Buffy and is moving her hand closer to the spindle of the spinning wheel.
Before she even knows what's happened, she's pricked her finger on it, and blood just starts flowing from the spot. It's then that Buffy's senses seem to return, and she looks around wildly. ]
Um- Where's a band-aid when you need one? Seriously.
Buffy Summers | Buffy the Vampire Slayer | OTA
[ Honestly, this really is just par for the course for Buffy. She's dead, more or less, and she's kind of having a really bad hair day, but- Oh, look, is that a mirror? ]
Your timing couldn't be better.
[ She may be the Slayer, and she may have saved the world a handful of times, but hey. A girl's gotta look her best, right? Right.
It may just be a mirror in a shop, but whatever. A mirror does its job whether it's in a house or a store, and right now, as Buffy pats some flyaway strands back into place, it's doing just that. ]
Much better. [ Satisfied with how she looks, she moves on to browse around, unaware that anything might be amiss. The shop is one of those small quaint ones where there's not a lot of room to maneuver, so it's purely by accident that Buffy turns, takes a step forward, and finds herself walking right into someone. ]
Oh! Hey, I didn't see you there. You okay?
An Apple a Day
[ A little bit later, Buffy finds herself with the munchies, and as luck would have it, there's a shopkeeper selling a bunch of fruit. She bypasses the oranges and the strawberries and goes straight for the apples, because they're bright red and shiny and they just look delicious. ]
How much for an apple?
[ The price is right, so money changes hands and Buffy walks away with an apple in her hand. She polishes it off against her shirt, because while the apple looks pristine, you can't be too careful. Once that's done, she takes a huge bite. ]
Mmm, delicious!
[ She goes on about her day, apple in hand, blissfully unaware that anything's going sideways. It's not until the apple is long gone and she happens to pass by a shop window when she spots something odd about her reflection.
Turning around once or twice, she tries to make sense of what she's seeing. ]
Okay, now I know I didn't wake up this morning looking like Red Riding Hood's grandmother.
[ She stops the first person who passes by and tries to get their attention. ]
Hey, I don't wanna bug you, but I think I'm seeing things. Does my hair look, like, whitish?
Spinning Wheel
[ Buffy's already had a day, but it's not over yet. Aside from the apples and the mirrors that are making all kinds of crazy things happen, now it looks like whenever she turns around, hey presto, there's a spinning wheel! ]
What is this, Sleeping Beauty?
[ Of course Buffy's first thought is to steer clear of anything remotely resembling a spinning wheel, because duh- look what happened to the princess in that fairy tale!
But the second she has that thought, it's gone, and she finds herself moving closer to one of the many wheels that are placed around the streets. It's almost as though an invisible force has taken over Buffy and is moving her hand closer to the spindle of the spinning wheel.
Before she even knows what's happened, she's pricked her finger on it, and blood just starts flowing from the spot. It's then that Buffy's senses seem to return, and she looks around wildly. ]
Um- Where's a band-aid when you need one? Seriously.
Wildcard
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