𝖘𝖍𝖊; 𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫.

resurrected by  tosia. she / her, 21+,  gtm+1. discord available upon request.

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@stake2heart / " ──i almost didn't come to sunnydale, " she confesses into the stillness that laid between them. it's long become norm for the silence to bring comfort and understanding between the two slayers, but at times, confessions seemed too hard to keep within the confines of one's chest. " the calling came at the worst time possible, just before losing my father. i wanted. . . " gaze manages to find buffy's. she tries to hold it, but the painstaking realisation that where her words lead her might change everything, forces her to look down at her hands again. " i was broken. alone, afraid, so angry. " she still is, but now her anger has a purpose, a companion in buffy's anger. " you changed that. "

@ew1nchester / " ──who are you and why exactly have come to seek me out? "

@lycanslain / " i've come to realise that people don't just wander around the woods at night, so yeah──i'm a little suspcious of you. "

@wantdead / she walks alongside him, heading further into the old north cemetery to look for the grave of jacob karns. the air feels unsettling around them, and the feeling of being watched raises all of the hairs on the back of allison's neck, so she decides to break the silence. " i saw you on the news last week. apparently you're a serial killer. dead one at that. "