Joss Whedon owns all BTVS stuff, Monica Lewinsky owns her self, I’m just borrowing them.
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Part Five
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Back in the office, Buffy barely had time to place her cup on the desk, when the phone rang. she wondered, noticing that caller ID was not revealing the wherabouts of the orginator. “you’d kinda figure the FBI of all people, would want to screen names” she mused.Who knew, perhaps it was availble in some offices, “I’ll just have to check on that. “
“Hello...” she said, mustering her most professional voice possible, but not having the foggiest idea who it was “Federal Bureau of Investigation....”she rattled off, having read over policy. , prepared for anything. Constantly mistaken for being younger, the phone was the great equalizer.
“YEAH....LISTEN SLAYER, we’ve got your presidient right here” the sinister voice spat.“ Profoundly frenzied The political arena was definelty a soap opera...even without Monica Lewinski
“.......and they’res no chance in hell we’re gonna release him unless you goive us acess to the nation’s blood supply.....all of it” he maniacly continued.....”y’know what, Angel actualy had a deccent idea about packaged blood...we’re just gonna force expansion of it.”he finished, making the slayer pissed. Quite unlike theese monsters, her lover conciously balanced his needs in relation to humans who needed blood for whatever reason (he also had been a doctor himself at some point )They were nothing alike.
As usual theese vamps were psychotic and unyielding in their attempt to walk the earth again she thought, as a quirky little side note. Chances slim, she still did not want to encourage the possiblity .
“We’ll see about that!” she authoritiatively countered. Although there was realy very little she could do over the phone, she was determined to get her point across. If she could strike fear into them....all the more power to her. Buffy though, trying to inject a little humor into the sittuation. For the first time since Hemery, she didn’t feel stressed out on her return to LA. No longer feeling the need to retch, she was begining to come to terms with her valley girl past.
“....Don’t be soo confident about that slayer....we’ve hooked up with some of Lotho’s old people, and they’ve clued us in on your fightig styles---we know your every stance.”Like humans, vampires did ‘shop talk”, much of which presumably revolved aroud the slayer. She was an obsession of theirs, and they fantasized about killing her. It maddened them that she was not properly trained, and yet survived the one who was. The afterlife could be soo unfair
Obiously unknown to theese particualr vamps, she had grown proficent in combat.. It was innacurate to compare her to the former novice self. Her skills had also strenghend since the creation of the slayerettes ....but who was she to encourage intelecutial revelation among the fang gang. it wasn’t like they were going to become Rhodes scolars anytime soon.
“Oookaaayy”, she said, quite uhnable to belive that the vampire could win. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll bring you all of the blood that you want...just realse the president.” Naturaly, a fib,she was hoping that the demons would be pysched enough to let his guard down....and tell her where the hideout was. Although they had the potential abitly for eternal life, vampires weren;t particualry smart when it came to ‘food” negotiations. To no suprise, he bought it.
“...WE:LL. I”LL TELL YOU WHAT!! SINCE YOU’RE SOO SMART ...WHY DON’T I JHUST TELL YOU WHERE WE ARE SO YOU CAN COME AND TRY TO KICK OUR BUTTS!!!” he hollered, following buffy’s plans exactly. Aided by her slayer senses, she was able to determine that they would be incapapble of guessing her plans”....WE”RE ONLY USING CLINTON AS BAIT ANYWAY.....WE COULD CARELESS WHO THE PRESIDENT WAS!!!”Electorial voting was a frivolous concept to vampires (including those tranformed in democratic nations): you couldn’t torment people.
she thought, partialy relived. Carefuly scribbling down the given information, Buffy held her breath. Since she wasn’t certain how many there were (or what there fighting strengths were)she was going to track them down durring the day--with the backup power of sunlight. .
Shortly threafter, Buffy was disconnected, the vampire had chosen to hang up. Listening to the dial tone, she could feel the frustration mounting inside of her. mother’s stress management tapes could not help with everything. It was the thought that counted.
“Dammit!!!!” Buffy yelled, then deciding to soothe herself with lukewarm coffee. Things were not making her happy, and it was only her first day on the job.Realizing this was the “easy” part of her adventure, she rummaged for a tylenol. She was needing it.
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