"I haven't been the Slayer very long. Also, thanks to the Bell mental opacity thing, no supernatural senses. At all. Found out I was the Slayer when a Power That Is showed up, in my bedroom, uninvited, grumbling about how I didn't get some dreams I was supposed to get. Sherlock figured out I was the Slayer from the way I walked, I started shooting at him -" She pats her messenger bag. "I missed. A lot. He, obviously, didn't kill me. I called Charlie, Charlie drove me out of there, I kept seeing him around and he kept not being sociopathically hedonistic as expected, he offered to be my bodyguard, I put him on a one-week trial period where I didn't let him within ten feet, and I determined that if he was up to something it wasn't gonna be something I could figure out. There was sparring. Later, there was kissing."
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Date: 2013-02-18 01:36 am (UTC)