Post by Buffy Summers on May 11, 2008 1:32:04 GMT -5
Buffy walked through the dense trees of Central Park, her blonde hair pulled up in a ponytail and the moon high in the sky. Her bellbottom jeans hung right above the balls of her feet which were covered in gold tennis shoes. She wore a blue t shirt and a blue rocker coat. Although she had Mr. Pointy in her back pocket, she wasn’t exactly out for a patrol, just out to meet someone or anyone new. Dawn was always out and about, Willow is hanging with Kennedy, and Xander just seemed…distant. This hurt her heart a lot because she hated to see friends in trouble.
She kicked a few stray stones aside as she walked through the trees. “Well this has been a productive walk.” She sighed as she looked around. Of course, who would even come out at night anymore? Nowadays, only the sane stayed inside after the sun set. Only demon hunters or guards came out when the moon was high. Well, someone had to keep the streets safe.
She kicked a few stray stones aside as she walked through the trees. “Well this has been a productive walk.” She sighed as she looked around. Of course, who would even come out at night anymore? Nowadays, only the sane stayed inside after the sun set. Only demon hunters or guards came out when the moon was high. Well, someone had to keep the streets safe.