[ Buffy's head hurts as she wakes up. She feels exhausted. Just-went-ten-rounds-with-Glory exhausted. She blinks her eyes open and finds darkness. It's not the first time, and the only thing she can think is not again not again. She beats her hands against the stone in front of her, lightly at first, because it shouldn't take more than a shove with Slayer strength, but she figures out pretty quick that she doesn't have Slayer strength.
So, she hits harder.
And then she begins to struggle and put the rest of her body into it, until finally she falls forward in a heap of rubble. She grimaces as she hits the ground, and the rubble causes some serious bruising in a way that she only vaguely remembers from her senior year. She looks around.
No giant Dawn. No Slayers. No--Okay, well, that's not true. There's plenty of castle. Some things never change. ]
Okay, this waking up dead thing is laughs-a-plenty the first time. [ She picks herself up, dusting off and looking grouchy. ] Right about now? Feels kinda tired.
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So, she hits harder.
And then she begins to struggle and put the rest of her body into it, until finally she falls forward in a heap of rubble. She grimaces as she hits the ground, and the rubble causes some serious bruising in a way that she only vaguely remembers from her senior year. She looks around.
No giant Dawn. No Slayers. No--Okay, well, that's not true. There's plenty of castle. Some things never change. ]
Okay, this waking up dead thing is laughs-a-plenty the first time. [ She picks herself up, dusting off and looking grouchy. ] Right about now? Feels kinda tired.