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~dreamer~
so it turns out I can't count and this is actually143 144 I'VE BEEN OFF FOR SO LONG AND IT TOOK A WHILE TO FIX NOTES ARE GOOD PEOPLE
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: The fight to prevent the Ascension begins in earnest, and Buffy gets to see her new ally in action.
Word Count: 1342
Rating: Teen (work-typical violence, swearing)
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Over the next fifteen hours they spend planning their approach and getting some sleep even if neither of them feels particularly tired (a yawn in the middle of a fight is painful; Buffy has the scar to prove it). The news continues to filter in, though Buffy puts her phone on silent and only checks it when it’s Severin’s turn to sleep.
Josephine texts her directly in what seems like it should be textspeak but also seems like it has been run through a shredder and then attempted to be put back together. It’s more than confusing; it’s practically arcane, and not that magic-type arcane, unfortunately, since she’d have a better time understanding that. She gets the sense that she and a few others are looking for the Stand User that had gotten her the first time. But they might also be looking for a few extra things, now. Illyria has joined in in harrying Wolfram & Hart in America, serving as distraction and weakening the forces both, while Riley and a few other soldier types slip in to gather intel while Buffy tries not to worry about the US Government having access to magic. Like, what had they done with Marcie all those years ago, for one? She actually gets a call from Faith, short but final. “Hell yeah I’m helping stop it this time.” It turns out that Sachiko had a cousin who’d gained a Stand while living in the same town as Xander’s grandfather, proving that Disney was right all along and it’s a small world after all. That cousin is more than happy to work with the few Slayers and Witches still stationed in Japan to harry W&H in the country. And it’s a good thing she’s joining in, because while Illyria can handle herself, being an Old One and all, the lawyers are using that Arrow to make an army of a kind they’re not quite used to fighting, as well as recruiting less-than scrupulous Stand Users willing to make a quick buck. She gets a text from a number she doesn’t recognize, too. ‘Yo, cleaning up down under for ya.’ She’d almost think Josephine, except that isn’t her number.
‘Who is this?’ she texts back.
‘Sakura, sorry. Stand User. With Jojo. Didn’t know Umbrella had a legal division but it makes perfect sense. Ugly sons of bitches. Rihan says hi. More than that, but I ain’t typing it all.’
That could refer to any of the Joestars she knows, but weird as it is, it’s also reassuring to know that she has allies across the world, even if they’re weird and she doesn’t actually know them. Or how they got her phone number.
They go out for supplies, and it’s probably paranoid Wolfram & Hart goons that jump them, because on average from what she knows demons and other bloodsucking night fiends don’t like to work together very much. Something about status, blah blah blah. She’d pay more attention if it didn’t make her feel like she was back in high school.
It’s a relief, for a change, to stop having to worry about subtlety or strategy and just beat some heads in. It’s not particularly impressive, or anything, but she saw a baseball bat along the way and picked it up. Given that they’re not fighting humans, there’s no reason to hold back. From how Severin’s acting, he agrees. Even though she hasn’t breathed a word of the whole operation to him. (She’s still not fully sure why, only that he’d seemed happy that they were a team, and she doesn’t want to undermine that. Well, that’s not the full story, only that she needed to trust her Slayer instincts more often, particularly when they were screaming with a microphone in hand.)
Severin mumbles under his breath and sunlight wraps around his hands. It’s not what she’d expected.
Fortunately, these don’t appear to be those weird Turok-han like vamps, that are really hard to kill. Some of them are demons, sure, but they die easily enough when she smacks their head off their neck, which leads her brain to Strange Places. She didn’t need the image of Hank teaching her to hit, only instead of throwing the baseball at her there are demon heads everywhere. Sure, it’s not the weirdest thing she’s ever thought, and not the most disturbing either, but she still prizes the few memories she has of Not Slayer even though she’s never going to be Not Slayer again.
She’d expected, she didn’t know, a ray of light, a blast of light, something along those lines. It reminds her of something, but she’s not sure what. It does explain why him stepping in worried Clare. There was no ranged component to the attack to keep him safe and out of harm’s way.
It’s probably like childhood memories, she reflects as she sidesteps a charging vamp and twists its neck, breathing out to avoid the whole dust problem. Though that’s for normal people, really. It’s not always easy to notice, but Willow and Xander didn’t have a normal childhood, even if they knew, consciously about the supernatural after she did.
He’s also more confident than she’d expected, but then, of course he is. He seems like the type who goes into instinct mode, completely, when fighting. He doesn’t have time to be self-conscious about fighting alongside The Slayer (because even if he’d joked about it, he was intimidated), or think too much about his own inexperience.
It was easier to compare to Dawnie, because while she remembers not living on the Hellmouth, just as Buffy does, that’s not true, and it’s easier to compare the differences. It’s mostly the small things. Dawn and Willow and Xander are just that much more used to the bizarre. Taking things in stride. Just like her, now, as that vamp goes for her neck and she just flips it over her head. They’re not even trying, are they? Or maybe they’re just too good.
She winces a little at the flurry of punches. It looks like it hurts, but then, that does explain why his hands are wrapped like he’s some kind of boxer or something.
He ducks under a grab, punching upward to where the chin will be. The vampire melts, just like the others, all at once and in chunks like it’s being melted by acid and dusting in pieces. It’s not exactly how vampires react to sunlight normally, but any weirdness could easily be explained by magic, since it tends to work oddly and it’s as artificial in the way of sunlight as those UV projector things.
And there are weird assumptions, too, like natural shop hours, or awareness, things like that. Mostly, though, it’s a questioning of anything that looks nice. If it seems too normal, they can’t just accept it. It might be how Xander noticed the issues with the mask first, though that probably had more to do with his family than anything. It might have led to self-sabotage—like that blunder that vampire-demon team’s making. They think they’re being sneaky, coming up on her like that, but if she just backflips out of the way (thanks, rusty-but-not-forgotten cheerleading skills), the demon rips into the vamp with nasty looking claws, and then when the two are trying to figure out what’s going on it’s easy enough to complete the pulverization job and then follow that up with a flurry of bat blows that leave it twitching. Maybe a few more hits?
He’s not smooth, stumbling a little between moves or being a little too clumsy. He leaves an opening that a vamp would be interested in taking advantage, if she didn’t carry a few pencils around just in case. Willow’s little office supply buying binge did come in handy after all. She moves easily into its path, holding the utensil out for the vamp’s momentum to carry it straight into harm’s way. Severin smiles gratefully at her and gives her a thumb’s up before dashing back in. Good ol’ Number Two.
~dreamer~
so it turns out I can't count and this is actually
Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: The fight to prevent the Ascension begins in earnest, and Buffy gets to see her new ally in action.
Word Count: 1342
Rating: Teen (work-typical violence, swearing)
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
Over the next fifteen hours they spend planning their approach and getting some sleep even if neither of them feels particularly tired (a yawn in the middle of a fight is painful; Buffy has the scar to prove it). The news continues to filter in, though Buffy puts her phone on silent and only checks it when it’s Severin’s turn to sleep.
Josephine texts her directly in what seems like it should be textspeak but also seems like it has been run through a shredder and then attempted to be put back together. It’s more than confusing; it’s practically arcane, and not that magic-type arcane, unfortunately, since she’d have a better time understanding that. She gets the sense that she and a few others are looking for the Stand User that had gotten her the first time. But they might also be looking for a few extra things, now. Illyria has joined in in harrying Wolfram & Hart in America, serving as distraction and weakening the forces both, while Riley and a few other soldier types slip in to gather intel while Buffy tries not to worry about the US Government having access to magic. Like, what had they done with Marcie all those years ago, for one? She actually gets a call from Faith, short but final. “Hell yeah I’m helping stop it this time.” It turns out that Sachiko had a cousin who’d gained a Stand while living in the same town as Xander’s grandfather, proving that Disney was right all along and it’s a small world after all. That cousin is more than happy to work with the few Slayers and Witches still stationed in Japan to harry W&H in the country. And it’s a good thing she’s joining in, because while Illyria can handle herself, being an Old One and all, the lawyers are using that Arrow to make an army of a kind they’re not quite used to fighting, as well as recruiting less-than scrupulous Stand Users willing to make a quick buck. She gets a text from a number she doesn’t recognize, too. ‘Yo, cleaning up down under for ya.’ She’d almost think Josephine, except that isn’t her number.
‘Who is this?’ she texts back.
‘Sakura, sorry. Stand User. With Jojo. Didn’t know Umbrella had a legal division but it makes perfect sense. Ugly sons of bitches. Rihan says hi. More than that, but I ain’t typing it all.’
That could refer to any of the Joestars she knows, but weird as it is, it’s also reassuring to know that she has allies across the world, even if they’re weird and she doesn’t actually know them. Or how they got her phone number.
They go out for supplies, and it’s probably paranoid Wolfram & Hart goons that jump them, because on average from what she knows demons and other bloodsucking night fiends don’t like to work together very much. Something about status, blah blah blah. She’d pay more attention if it didn’t make her feel like she was back in high school.
It’s a relief, for a change, to stop having to worry about subtlety or strategy and just beat some heads in. It’s not particularly impressive, or anything, but she saw a baseball bat along the way and picked it up. Given that they’re not fighting humans, there’s no reason to hold back. From how Severin’s acting, he agrees. Even though she hasn’t breathed a word of the whole operation to him. (She’s still not fully sure why, only that he’d seemed happy that they were a team, and she doesn’t want to undermine that. Well, that’s not the full story, only that she needed to trust her Slayer instincts more often, particularly when they were screaming with a microphone in hand.)
Severin mumbles under his breath and sunlight wraps around his hands. It’s not what she’d expected.
Fortunately, these don’t appear to be those weird Turok-han like vamps, that are really hard to kill. Some of them are demons, sure, but they die easily enough when she smacks their head off their neck, which leads her brain to Strange Places. She didn’t need the image of Hank teaching her to hit, only instead of throwing the baseball at her there are demon heads everywhere. Sure, it’s not the weirdest thing she’s ever thought, and not the most disturbing either, but she still prizes the few memories she has of Not Slayer even though she’s never going to be Not Slayer again.
She’d expected, she didn’t know, a ray of light, a blast of light, something along those lines. It reminds her of something, but she’s not sure what. It does explain why him stepping in worried Clare. There was no ranged component to the attack to keep him safe and out of harm’s way.
It’s probably like childhood memories, she reflects as she sidesteps a charging vamp and twists its neck, breathing out to avoid the whole dust problem. Though that’s for normal people, really. It’s not always easy to notice, but Willow and Xander didn’t have a normal childhood, even if they knew, consciously about the supernatural after she did.
He’s also more confident than she’d expected, but then, of course he is. He seems like the type who goes into instinct mode, completely, when fighting. He doesn’t have time to be self-conscious about fighting alongside The Slayer (because even if he’d joked about it, he was intimidated), or think too much about his own inexperience.
It was easier to compare to Dawnie, because while she remembers not living on the Hellmouth, just as Buffy does, that’s not true, and it’s easier to compare the differences. It’s mostly the small things. Dawn and Willow and Xander are just that much more used to the bizarre. Taking things in stride. Just like her, now, as that vamp goes for her neck and she just flips it over her head. They’re not even trying, are they? Or maybe they’re just too good.
She winces a little at the flurry of punches. It looks like it hurts, but then, that does explain why his hands are wrapped like he’s some kind of boxer or something.
He ducks under a grab, punching upward to where the chin will be. The vampire melts, just like the others, all at once and in chunks like it’s being melted by acid and dusting in pieces. It’s not exactly how vampires react to sunlight normally, but any weirdness could easily be explained by magic, since it tends to work oddly and it’s as artificial in the way of sunlight as those UV projector things.
And there are weird assumptions, too, like natural shop hours, or awareness, things like that. Mostly, though, it’s a questioning of anything that looks nice. If it seems too normal, they can’t just accept it. It might be how Xander noticed the issues with the mask first, though that probably had more to do with his family than anything. It might have led to self-sabotage—like that blunder that vampire-demon team’s making. They think they’re being sneaky, coming up on her like that, but if she just backflips out of the way (thanks, rusty-but-not-forgotten cheerleading skills), the demon rips into the vamp with nasty looking claws, and then when the two are trying to figure out what’s going on it’s easy enough to complete the pulverization job and then follow that up with a flurry of bat blows that leave it twitching. Maybe a few more hits?
He’s not smooth, stumbling a little between moves or being a little too clumsy. He leaves an opening that a vamp would be interested in taking advantage, if she didn’t carry a few pencils around just in case. Willow’s little office supply buying binge did come in handy after all. She moves easily into its path, holding the utensil out for the vamp’s momentum to carry it straight into harm’s way. Severin smiles gratefully at her and gives her a thumb’s up before dashing back in. Good ol’ Number Two.
