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❛  uh——  ❜    stance steadied,  hands found their way to hips,  she wasn’t  offended,  but certainly ready to prove a point.      ——i  am  special.  the  chosen one,  you know  —  unto every generation and blah blah——  ❜     one hand abandoned its perch at her hip to press against her chest.     ❛  ——that’s  me,  i’m  this generation’s  slayer.  so yeah,   special   never mind that the whole chosen  one  had gotten a little bit muddy when she died that… those times.  but that’s really not the point. 

          hand remained at her chest,  but now her expression morphed into something of mock delight.   ❛  i’m your  first ?   wow,  how touching,  that’s a big step,  i wasn’t sure i’d be ready for it but——  ❜    the false excitement was cut off on an edge of sarcasm,  and both arms moved in unison now to cross over her chest.    

❛  look,  all i know is that you’re probably going to cause  less  trouble if i’m there  —   right ?  ❜   she didn’t give him time enough to answer before she was slinging the crossbow on her back and walking ahead.    ❛  right,  so let’s go.  what’s the worst that can happen ?  ❜     famous last words,  a voice in the back of her head reminded,  but she was hell bent   ( pun intended )  on ignoring it.

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❛  yes, the chosen one.  ❜   he rolled his eyes as he spoke the words.    ❛  once every generation to kill – what was it again?   supernatural creatures that go bump in the night? oh,  that must be fun. ❜   the idea that someone was created to deal with these threats were interesting,  but he wasn’t going to dig more into the situation about slayer than necessary. 

❛  you see,  if i cause less trouble,  two old men;  a red and black one won’t try to drag me back.  if they see you,  they’ll get more angry –  so try to at least keep me under control.  ❜ or not.  the specifics didn’t matter to him on what she did.  just as long as she managed to observe,  keep him from doing something stupid,  and what have you.

❛  or would you rather try to stab me again?  i mean,  true,  i did find it kinky,  but unfortunately for you?   ❜   he smirked   ❛  maybe give it a few years – you may become my type. ❜  or not.  it didn’t really matter to him in all reality.   ❛  or does being a slayer mean you can’t have a boyfriend?  ❜ 

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