Buffy Giles

How's my driving? If you have any problems with my characterization or any suggestions, please let me know here! I want to do my best to keep in character with all my pups! Thanks for the help in advance! I truly appreciate it!

[She's grinning as she twirls around in front of the mirror, looking over her costume. Laughs a bit and flips the cape up.]

Celia would be so proud right now! Wonder why I got her superhero though? I was Slayer, she was Power Girl.

[Shrugs.] Oh well. As Celia used to say, Power Girl, go!

[Pacing, pacing, pacing, because yes, she's noticed the people spontaneously combusting. That equals not good. So pacing, darting around the shop and looking through some books that she's acquired. Research time it is. Stops suddenly in her tracks, and starts singing.]

♪I've got a theory!
That it's a demon!
A dancing demon, nyeh, something isn't right there...♫

[Have Buffy walking along the streets of Template, patrolling as she hasn't in far too long and should have been all along. She's whistling a jaunty little tune that sounds like it's supposed to be slower paced, but! This if Buffy. So jaunty little tune is go!]

♫Night-time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses heighten their defenses

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it - tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day,
turn your thoughts away from hot and burning light -
and help me make the slayage of the night.

Close your eyes and surrender to my sharpest stake!
Purge your thoughts of the life you took before!
Close your eyes, let your ashes start to soar!
And you'll die as you've never died before!♬

[Slowly, the backing orchestra that had been playing the poppy music dies out, and Buffy kind of stops, looking utterly confused... Blinks, looks down at the stake she'd been dancing with.]

Okay. That was way wiggy!

[By the look on her face, you can tell she's fairly annoyed by the whole not-being-seen thing.]

This? Sucks, frankly. Whatever spell is causing it need to dissipate. As in, yesterday!

As a general note, for however long this goes on, the shop is still up. I'm willing to teach for free and trade goods for weapons, as long as nothing is stolen. You try and trade me something that's stolen, I will so kick your ass from here to kingdom come. And if you try and circumvent me to steal weapons from the artists who make them, just because they can't see you? Once again with the ass kicking.

( Screened to Employees | Hackable )

Ani. Just so you know, you're not getting out of our deal! If I find a crystal, you're so helping me make a lifeshaper, or else! And you're still not allowed to mope around in your room. Spell or not, you're stuck with me now. [Smirk.]

Sirius, Remus, Trish, that goes for you too. Just because a spell made us think we were family doesn't mean that I'm going to forget about you guys now that it's over.

Attention! Anyone interested in one on one training with me, the Slayer, at my shop/dojo place, just let me know! I'll be setting up a schedule here soon. Also, I will be offering two classes for the general public; intermediate self defense every Monday at seven, and beginning swordsmanship every Tuesday at seven.

Hey, Yuppie, are you still interested in teaching beginning self defense? Let me know, I'll need to add you to the schedule!

As for right now, Beginning Self Defense will be every Mondays at five. If it changed, I'll let you guys know.


( Signups )

Alright, store is set to go! Come one, come all, to Buffy Blades Emporium! [>.>] Okay, so that's not really the name, I swear. But- you should come! I need helpers to run the register and also people who can help lead classes. Not only is it a weapons store, nooo! Dojo! Yup, two in one! We chop ya up and teach ya to chop others up. Then you can head to Amy's clinic. She'll heal ya, then you can come back for more! [cheesy grin here.]


Big bro... you promised to show me how to make a lifesaver! [...] Wait, that's a candy. Lightshaker? Li- that beam sword thingie!!! I want! [Puppies, eat your hearts out, because the pouty look she's now directing at Anakin is enough to make butter melt.]

Anakin! [Have a Buffy, marching into Anakin's townhouse to hunt him down. Should she find him, she is so grabbing him by the ear and yanking him up by it.] You have been sulking for way too long! Get your butt up and out of your room!

Remus! Sirius! Trish! Come help me out? Older brother or not, this has to end now!

[She's been working on the store all day and has just started to nail a shelf to the wall. As she swings the hammer, this starts playing... loudly... And the hammer slips, hitting her thumb with Slayer strength behind it. And she's suddenly cursing loudly and she waves her hand wildly in the air, dropping the hammer in the process. Right onto her foot.]

Ffffffffffffff-UCK!

[Have a slayer hopping around on one foot in pain, one hand still waving wildly.]

[Grins brightly as she stares at the building she's just acquired. It's a big huge warehouse style building that looks like it's been abandoned for some time. After some haggling with the owner, she managed to get him to sign it over to her with the understanding that she'd give him a small percentage of sales for the first three months. He'd actually seemed relieved to have the building off his hands, and she'd been a little suspicious, but- hey! Building!]

Alright! Who wants to help me with this sucker? I've already got a weapons supplier or two, time to get the building into shape!

[Glaring out the window with a big frown. Thank god for Slayer eyesight in the dark. Crosses her arms over her chest.]

This weather? Not appreciated. How's a girl supposed to go shop hunting in hail like this?

[Paces restlessly. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.]

Alright, that's it! I'm going out, storm or not! [Grabs a jacket and stuffs a few weapons into hiding places.] There's got to be some nastie out there causing trouble, even in this weather. I know from experience that the bad guys don't take snow days... [Pauses, a dagger halfway shoved into her boot.] Okay, so maybe not from experience. California equals not so much with the snow. But- you know what I mean! I just can't stand being cooped up in here! [Completely sheathes the dagger and grabs a ponytail holder to put hr hair up. Rain and loose hair? Do not mix!] Anyone wanna come with?

[She's in front of the mirror once more, frowning as she looks over herself. For the most part, she's all healed up, since you know, Slayer healing RAWKS! Unfortunately, she's still got an unsightly bullet burn or two. Stupid guns.]

You know- when the baddies are using guns, you know that the class is all out of the job. What happened to good old swords and stuff? Or scythes? I like scythes. Well, okay, one in particular scythe. [Frowny face at the memory. Then a shrug.]

This Template needs a weapons store. Everybody else here seems to be starting up a shop, why don't I just go along with the trend? [Paces, looking thoughtful.] I need a better place to train than my room anyways. Maybe make a weapons slash- shoot, what's the word? Dodo? Fighting, training place? Dojo! That's it!

Soooo, anyone interested?

[More frowny face.] Stupid guns. Burns take longer to heal. And of course there's one on my arm [grrr look at her arm] which means that it looks horrible with spaghetti straps!

[Have Buffy in front of a full length mirror wearing a cami topped dress, turning in circles trying to look at the back of her left shoulder.]

What the hell? Damnit, what is it with me and unwanted tattoos? First the stupid mark of Eyghon, now this? Okay! Where the nearest place to get tattoos taken off?

And Ethan, if you did this and are here, I'm going to kill you this time! Then I'll drag you home and Dad'll kick your ass!


( Filtered to Bruce, Donnie, Ed, and Kakyuu )

[Has managed to scrounge up a punching bag from somewhere and has set it up in her room. Slips out of her usual miniskirt outfit into pj pants decorated with cute penguins and a plain white tank, then proceeds to start winding tape around her hands, preparing to train a little.]

Soooooo... Now that I know a little bit more about this Template- anyone have a lowdown on the nasties here? Vamps, demons, porno ghosts, whatever. Have to know what I'm up against here!

[Starts attacking her punching bag as she waits for an answer.]

Soooooooo. Here I am! Not that I know where here is, but I’ll figure out! The last thing I remember is killing the Master, and that was in that cave in Template. Hopefully I can’t be far, although this place doesn’t look a thing like my city.

[Nabs a chair and plops down it in, crossing her legs and propping her chin in one hand.]

So, if I’m not in Template, are there any other Slayers here? Helllllooooo, Slayers! Buffy Giles here, anyone out there? Come on, I know you guys have to know who I am! First ever born Slayer? It’s not like I’m secret-identity girl or anything.

[Frowny face. Leans back in the chair and looks quizzical. Shrugs and pulls a sucker from her pocket, unwrapping it and starting to suck on it as she waits to hear from someone.]