on 2013-09-08 05:23 pm (UTC)
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Theresa made a face, dropping her hands so she could fold her arms across her not-that-impressive chest. She'd been telling the truth, she was jealous of this stranger's bra size. The toe of one shoe drew a line in the carpeting, then moved in the opposite direction, erasing it.

"Four months ago, someone set my sire on fire with gasoline," she said, and you'd have had to really listen to hear the note of confused hurt in her voice, but it was there. "Burned him into a pile of ashes. That's why I'm not in Hollywood anymore, I ran for my fucking life because I thought they wanted to kill me too. I thought he'd made somebody mad. Maybe I was wrong."

She was getting uncomfortable again, feeling too human, and she focused her attention on the folder in Holly's hands. "I didn't want him to kill me, but he did because he took me literally when I said I felt like dying. I learned to cope with it because it was done. If one of these...Slayers did something to him, that kind of pisses me off."
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