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Angel ([personal profile] biteandavoid) wrote 2022-04-26 04:44 am (UTC)

[ he raises his eyebrows at the name. ] Fitting.

[ another surprise, when she mentions his network post. ah. he should've known she'd see it; it'd taken him a bit of time poking around on the device he'd been given to figure out how it worked--but he's over 270 years old, anything fancier than pen and quill is 'new technology' to him. Buffy, on the other hand, is a teenage girl who's used to constantly being on the phone; of course she's figured it out and keeps an eye on it.

he can't really give any sort of come-back, since it was kind of a necessary post. he stands as she does, ready to show her out, when her offer to feed him herself makes him freeze. he has a surprisingly visceral memory of feeding on her the last time, despite being poisoned and half out of his mind at the time. his eyes go to her neck for a split second, before he looks resolutely above her head, even as his shoulders draw in and his hands curl. he doesn't look angry, if anything it's a little scared - and a lot tempted.
]

I'll--keep that in mind.

[ he kicks himself, because he meant to politely-but-firmly refuse her offer. ]

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