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  TITLE: The Room with the Empty Tiger

  AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

  FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer; post-series au,

  CHARACTERS: OCs,

  WORD COUNT: 100, wri

  A/N: Written for open_on_sunday prompt #621: empty room,

           What if the Body Swap between Faith and Buffy was not reversed? This is set decades after the canonical Body Swap. Decades in which a very nasty, and very cold war has existed between those who support the Slayers Council, and the diminishing remnants of the old Watchers Council. A search has been going on for one prisoner; few believe she still exists; even fewer know she does.

 

     Every night food and drink was left outside the room.

     Nobody knew why.

     Or nobody would say.

     They did ask, when they were new.

     Never twice.

     Or they disappeared.

     As the food did; every morning to be taken away.

     They appeared every now and then; nobody was sure how they gained entry.

     Somebody had to be in there.

     Or something...

     Rumours; dark and lurid, thrive in such an atmosphere.

     Der Töter was whispered.

     Some said whatever was in the room was fed those who were suspect.

     One man unwisely used the word Slayer aloud; only from a dictionary, but...

 

 

   Goddess watch over us all,

   

   Kerk TehKek

 

 

 

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  TITLE: Keeping It Clean 
  AUTHOR:  
  SPOILERS: set during comics pre-series story, 'Viva Las Buffy'. 
  RATING: PG-13 
  CHARACTERS: Buffy, Pike; 
  SUMMARY: Maintaining propriety in the face of illegal hormones is not easy. 


   "Hey, where's the soap?
   Pike recalled fetching a beer; swore. 
   "You there?
   He froze hearing a splash, tried desperately to keep his mind off the, possibly, naked fifteen year old Slayer coming to kill him. 
   He slumped, trying to feign sleep; wished he was as dead as the TV. 
   Pike listened as wet feet padded about, searching for; then finding, the soap. 
   Knowing she was standing over him he thought, 'Do I snore?
   He heard the sound of the door closing; then a soft splash. 
   Then Buffy tunelessly started in on, "I touch myself.
   Pike very nearly took the pledge. 


 Goddess watch over us all, 
 
 Kerk TehKek 

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Second of Two 

 

TITLE: Standing Still, Whilst Moving Forward

AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

FANDOM: BtVS S1

RATING: PG (written for open_on_sunday prompt #615: no regrets, but unable to post in time)

WORD COUNT: 100

SUMMARY: Joyce's reflections after moving to Sunnydale.

 

 

She did miss LA's bustle, but Sunnydale's quiet streets were a boon.

The gallery was popular; filling her time, so her friends; absentee when she'd needed them, were not as much a loss as she'd expected.

The social life was disappointingly suburban; satisfying nothing. She was the boss, so not readily invited into the settled lives of her employees.

She felt relief that there was only the one child; but regret there were no more was still keen.

At least Buffy had found friends quickly, though she still seemed so quiet.

Sunnydale had no bookshop, so she proactively thought Book Club.

 

 

May the Goddess watch over us all,

Kerk TehKek

 

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First of Two 

 

TITLE: Too Easily Swallowed

AUTHOR: kerkevik_2014

FANDOM: BtVS, post-series; set in my 22'verse,

RATING: PG-13 (written for open_on_sunday prompt #615: no regrets, but unable to post in time)

WORD COUNT: 100

SUMMARY: Buffy's pov over people's perceptions and her inability to communicate.

 

 

She felt it about Riley, until she met Sam.

Knowing she'd lose him to Nina, she felt little over Angel.

There was little over keeping Faith from Xander; they'd other reasons for their awkward silences.

Everyone missed Will, but when she wouldn't talk Kennedy didn't mind as much.

Until Gazaleh she felt some not being able to give Satsu what she needed.

She sometimes regretted Spike's absence, but nowhere as often as people assumed.

Regret can be a bitter poison, “ her mom told her, “too easily swallowed.

Buffy heard her; only regretting nobody realised she had what she really needed.

 

 

May the Goddess watch over us all,

Kerk TehKek

 

kerkevik_2014: (Pingu)
Hi,

a short break from the Decameron and the other similar series I am writing; style not content there. This is for the Protection prompt at http://open-on-sunday.livejournal.com/

http://open-on-sunday.livejournal.com/2924523.html

Goddess watch over us all, (and me for writing this)
'tis ok to be Takei,
Ray.

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