(ooc: rolling with a combination of violet 2 and romantic 4...ish. let me know if you'd like anything changed)
[ The crossing of their worlds should have been anticipated; two people, relegated to darkness, a sense of destiny guiding their hand, how could the collision course not take place? Tonight is different. A stirring that can't, or won't, be quelled. No team; no voices in his ear, distracting and constant. A hunter. There's something liberating in that; to let the primal instincts take over, and allow what's always kept at bay have a chance for control.
She's reckless; willing to skirt the line between danger and a far worse fate without hesitation. All of it comes together at the docks in a run down industrial section of town; a small group, three vampires and a human, in the business of trafficking together. The kind of thing that draws both of their attention. He's seen Buffy fight before; a ballet of violence, maybe she could have dealt with it singlehandedly...it doesn't matter.
An arrow pierces the furthest vampire to the right's shoulder; he lands a heavy, thudding kick to another, sending the creature sprawling towards Buffy. This..it's more than all of that. Some urges were irresistible; and the human of the group is forcefully grabbed, Oliver's teeth sinking into the man's neck, drinking greedily. Not enough to kill. The semblance of his self restraint exists enough that he drops the unconscious man to the ground, lips and chin coated crimson ]
You shouldn't be here. [ His voice, a low rumbling growl. She's known for awhile; the green arrow's secret that runs far deeper than just his identity ]
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[ The crossing of their worlds should have been anticipated; two people, relegated to darkness, a sense of destiny guiding their hand, how could the collision course not take place? Tonight is different. A stirring that can't, or won't, be quelled. No team; no voices in his ear, distracting and constant. A hunter. There's something liberating in that; to let the primal instincts take over, and allow what's always kept at bay have a chance for control.
She's reckless; willing to skirt the line between danger and a far worse fate without hesitation. All of it comes together at the docks in a run down industrial section of town; a small group, three vampires and a human, in the business of trafficking together. The kind of thing that draws both of their attention. He's seen Buffy fight before; a ballet of violence, maybe she could have dealt with it singlehandedly...it doesn't matter.
An arrow pierces the furthest vampire to the right's shoulder; he lands a heavy, thudding kick to another, sending the creature sprawling towards Buffy. This..it's more than all of that. Some urges were irresistible; and the human of the group is forcefully grabbed, Oliver's teeth sinking into the man's neck, drinking greedily. Not enough to kill. The semblance of his self restraint exists enough that he drops the unconscious man to the ground, lips and chin coated crimson ]
You shouldn't be here. [ His voice, a low rumbling growl. She's known for awhile; the green arrow's secret that runs far deeper than just his identity ]