My screaming turned into mumbling as I shut the door to my room.
Of course there were more important things going on in this town than a bunch of rambunctious college boys, but knowing that didn't help my headache any.
Then again maybe that's just what I needed. To focus on the more important matters.
The gossip around the mens dorms is that something strange is happening over at one of the women's dorms. And while I highly doubt that several of the students living there are actually sex crazed extraterrestrials, who will kill you after they 'get what they want.' It doesn't take much to tell something about this town isn't right. Sure it may seem normal. Or as normal as a southern town populated almost solely by white hill folk and absent minded college students can be. But if you know where to look it isn't that hard to see this place has a not only seedy but somewhat supernatural underbelly.
Also from what I've heard the slayer's ex, the slayer being Buffy, had joined our little group. Personally, I say it's a good thing. Can always use another player on our side.
Besides that, I'm fresh out of new information. And therefore now would seem like a good time for a little recon. Just hope if I get in any real trouble someone will have my back. Hopefully someone not of the vampire variety. Maybe someone of the the slayer variety, attitude problem. Who am I kidding? I'd take Giles as backup at this point. I just need to get away from these boys, even if it is only for a while.
As I stuffed a stake into my pocket I left my room and headed out the building. Then, I turned and looked at the fine young men of Wellons Hall. It was my job to keep an eye on them. "Hey guys, I'm leaving. Stay out of trouble. And please, don't do anything stupid." I shook my head as I continued out the door. They didn't hear me. For one thing I wasn't talking loud enough. Even if I had been, it's a little to late for them to either stay out of trouble or not do anything stupid. Best I can hope for at this point is that they don't poke their eyes out and that there's either a trash can or toilet nearby when they eventually throw up. Which, I'm willing to bet, most of them will. Kids these days. And to think, I spent college studying.
Once I had escaped my own personal prison I thought about where to go next. I couldn't exactly go sneaking around the girls dorms. Well, I could. But then I'd get thrown out. And as tempting as that sounds, I have a job to do.
I ended up deciding to walk around campus. With any luck one our group would see me and decide to tag along. If not, I'm pretty sure I can handle myself.
(Open to Faith or anyone who feels so inclined)