Jamie looked around to make sure nobody had followed them. She assumed nobody would bother to think that anyone would help two vamps escape in the daytime. All she had to do was open up the bag of tricks that Buffy had given her from Willow. Jamie had handed to bound-up spells to Angel and Spike. For 24 hour they'd be able to walk in daylight. Jamie was a Slayer, not a witch. But that didn't mean she didn't know how to pull off a glamore. Of course, the best she could do at this point without a chance it misfired was to change colors. So as they got on the plane, there was one white dude, four black guys, and a very thin black woman. That Illyria chick looked mad funny as a black girl.
When Jamie got on the plane, she let the glamores fall. She nodded, and then slipped up to the cock-pit to talk to the piolet. This gave the Fang Gang time to talk.
"She looks like a scrawny little teenager!" Gunn told Angel.
"That's because she probobly is one... you nitwit!" Spike intervened.
Unfortunatly, she came back in time to hear them, "I'm actually turning 18 tomarrow." She jumped into a seat and dropped to glamore she had set on herself. Now, sitting before them was a muscled young woman. Still pale and a red head, and the mucle was lean. She was like a Scottish form of Buffy. Which was confusing to say the least
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