Given the way it's phrased there, I think it clearly means male or female.
Man, just ascend already.
Willow ,'Chosen'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Dana - Apr 03, 2003 12:36:24 pm PST #3181 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Connie Neil - Apr 03, 2003 12:37:52 pm PST #3182 of 10001
brillig
Yeehah, then. So, post it to my LJ, then post a link?
deborah grabien - Apr 03, 2003 12:40:59 pm PST #3183 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
ita, cool. I'll go see if I can figure out how to post it.
Plei! Sweetie! Did you see my note? Doing my weekly long giggly phone thing with Roz, and she was talking about Gunn/Wes fic, and I said Plei Marcontell, "Closing Time", highly recommended, and she said Yes, read it and it was absolutely lovely, and we agreed you had a glorious voice for it.
So there.
deborah grabien - Apr 03, 2003 12:41:43 pm PST #3184 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
uh-oh. You need a livejournal to post it? Because, don't have one, don't want one.
Dana - Apr 03, 2003 12:43:20 pm PST #3185 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Does she not allow anonymous posting? If not, lemme know, and I can post it for you.
Cashmere - Apr 03, 2003 12:44:13 pm PST #3186 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Cindy, I love the fic!
P.M. Marc - Apr 03, 2003 12:51:50 pm PST #3187 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Deb! I did! I squeed!
I've just been Slammed-So-Grey-Girl.
I squeed some more in the shower this morning, too.
deborah grabien - Apr 03, 2003 12:54:30 pm PST #3188 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Heh. I thought you might squee.
I do lurve my Roz. I think I'm going to suggest we write something together. Funfunfun. But I can't get to Dymphna, damnitall.
Posted my drabble.
Connie Neil - Apr 03, 2003 12:54:37 pm PST #3189 of 10001
brillig
And posted. Now we see
Deena - Apr 03, 2003 4:52:38 pm PST #3190 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Okay, you all had me intrigued. Could I do this? (and blast it, I thought it was 100 words- reposted with 200) So, what do you think?
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Wes thought the note, “Sunset Motel, Room 233. She dies.” was a trap, so, you know, send the spare guy who doesn’t know mumbo jumbo or ancient Sumerian or whatever crap it was they thought might give a them clue to beat this First Evil chick.
“Be discreet, my ass.” The stupid gun stuck to his fingers, despite the slick weight of it. He stuffed it in his pocket and wiped his hands on his pant legs before touching the door.
Unlocked. He pushed and the door swung open. A roil of cheap air freshener and blood made him want to gag.
“Whew.”
A blond, her back to the door, sat on the floor, back bent, awkwardly cradling the body of another girl, while blood seeped into cheap brown carpet, dark into darker. His head jerked reflexively. Nothing special about bodies. Too bad he’d gotten there just a little too late.
He nodded bodyward. "Who’s the stiff?” The blond twitched, but didn’t look at him.
Okay, that might not have been sensitive. “Buffy?”
She looked up. Blood smeared her chin and open mouth.
He blinked, thinking of the gun in his pocket. “Shit. Thanks Wes. I shoulda brought the ax.”