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Does Your Mother Know	By : IamKilly Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Angel(us)/Willow > Angel(us)/Willow Views: 1476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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If Today Was Your Last Day
I rock back in my chair and blow out a long plume of smoke from my mouth as I study my reflection in the mirror.
My name is Ashun.
My hair hangs halfway down my back and sticks out in sharp, choppy spikes but there are two strips at the front that hang all the way down to my waist. My hair is cut in a bow fringe. I have a sparkly brown clip in the right side of my hair and a bright green clip in the left side. My hair is dyed a neon orange with the foremost strands of the longer section of my hair left their natural chocolate brown colour.
I am wearing a sleeveless, round neck bright orange vest with dark brown zebra print and a cut up back weave on reverse. Beneath these are a pair of Pamela Mann drill tights. These tights are light and have an interesting diamond shaped design.
Around my neck is a Dragophelion Designs 16mm bright orange velvet choker with a dark brown crescent moon and star pendant hanging from it. It fastens with a very irritating lobster clasp and extender chain, so is adjustable for different neck sizes. Light orange lycra hot pant style shorts are covering the tops of my legs and are covered in intense brown lace ruffles and have four sparkly brown suspender attachments for stockings with light green bows at the top hanging down my legs.
Over my shirt I wear a soft fleece lined jacket made from bright orange sweatshirt material. It is custom made so it has a unique ridged design curving to flatter my body shape. The coat wraps over and fastens at the front with dark brown press studs at one side. The jacket has a light sparkly brown pointed hood and bright green flared sleeves and is longer at the back than the front.
On the pinky finger of my right hand I wear an articulated finger ring with a bright orange glass rod cylinder and dark brown adjustable lower shank. On the ring finger of my left hand I wear a hinged light orange fetter ring with an intense brown shackle and a dark sparkly brown skull fastener with the name Chad inscribed on the inside in light green writing.
On my feet are a pair of bright orange leather effect knee high boots with four inch dark brown platform heels and one inch sparkly light brown platform soles. They are covered in decorative bright green chains, black studs and ribbons and an intense brown zip fastening. I pull a pouch of tobacco from my jacket pocket.
There is a small black and white tattoo of a zebra on my left knee that can be seen through my tights and a black demon on my right foot and a white angel on my left that cannot. There is a large tattoo of a red diamond on my right side floating in a sea of black flames, all of it hidden. There is a white crescent moon tattooed on the back of my right hand.
A long scar stretches from my top lip to just beneath my nose, a testament to a childhood harelip. There is a bullet scar over the fourth rib of the left side of my body that is also hidden. I tear my eyes away from my reflection and take out a packet of rizlas. I quickly roll myself a cigarette and click my fingers.
I pump a tiny bit of power to the spark that the friction of the movement created and a small flame appears. I use this to light the cigarette and look up at the woman who has just walked into the living room of the Summers’ house. She used to be a redhead, not any more, now her hair is as black as a raven.
Her fashion sense has improved too.
She is wearing a red jacket that is made from a shiny satin like material with a black flocked ornate pattern featuring a very subtle skull and crossbones design. The jacket is longer at the back than the front and fastens with four satin covered buttons. There is a red satin and black lace ruffle trim around the hem and half way up the sleeves, red ruffle sleeve cuffs and lace at the neckline. The back of the jacket features black ribbon corset style lacing through eyelets and the jacket has a split down the centre of the bottom 11 inches and comes to a point in the centre.
Beneath the open jacket she is wearing a black and purple shimmery sleeveless mini dress with three leather effect buckle straps down the back. The fabric has a black under layer with top layer of burnt out holey material in glittery purple and pink. On her feet is a pair of black patent shoes with four inch heels, small platforms and playing card suite accents. The opening around each shoe and the strap is trimmed with red piping. The four inch heels are black and white striped and the toe and heel have alternating red and white patent hearts, clubs, spades and diamonds stitched on. The lining inside the shoe also has a card suite design.
“What the hell are you doing here, Ashun,” Willow’s black eyes roam around the room, searching for something that only she can find.
“Looking for you Will,” I stand from my chair and arch my back, “I need to tell you something. Something important.”
“And that is?” I can see that Willow is losing her patience bolts of poisonous purple energy crackle and fizz around her.
“You’re not strong enough,” I look the younger woman in the eye and do not flinch away from the murder that lurks there, “You’ve had enough, you created the Slayers and now the plan is backfiring. To begin with it was the only solution, but now, now it has turned into a curse. Evil now has no time to grow, no time to manifest and so there is nothing for the likes of us to fight. The Slayers deal with everything if and when it appears. They leave nothing for us witches, I know that a few of your vampire, evil hunting friends are of the same opinion. You have already allowed the darkness within you to escape but now, now you must join me. Only the trinity can undo what you have done, only the trinity can destroy the Slayer line forever.”
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