clare-hewitt:

[pm] You could just call me Buffy. Miss Summers is a little, I don’t know. That’s what the kids at school used to call me when I was a counselor. I hardly think I’m your elder or anything like that. No need for the formality.

And no, its not all bad. It just gets annoying when people are following you around all the time. And also, a bit of infamy kind of comes with my type of celebrity. Especially when all the vampires want me dead or in jail and are hell bent on making the nation agree with them.

[pm] Miss Summers, my apologies. It’s just how I was raised and I am a creature of habit. 

There are other Slayers, yes? And vampires are easily manipulated. This confuses me as to why this is a problem.

[pm]Yes there are other slayers. But the HBIC of the whole vampire operation has gotten himself on television and half the nation is supporting him. If I killed him or any other Slayer for that matter, there would be such great backlash we’d be facing a metaphorical lynch mob. People are easily manipulated too, as the vampires seem to have proven. I have to walk on eggshells because if I end up in jail I wont be able to do an ounce of good.

clare-hewitt:

[pm] Who hasn’t heard all about me these days. It’s nice to… Well. Now I’ve met you so there’s that. 

[pm] You’re quite popular aren’t you? 

Yes, there’s that. Isn’t there? No need to be snotty, Miss Summers. Two can play at that game. 

[pm] I only treat people the way that they treat me. Golden rule and all that.

And just because people know who I am doesn’t mean I’m popular, merely famous.

clare-hewitt replied to your post: [pm] Buffy, Buffy. Slayer of the Vampires. She, the chosen one who will save the world from darkness. Although… there’s more then one now isn’t there? Thanks to you and what is it, that I have heard them be called, the Scooby Gang. Don’t mind me, I am very intoxicated right now. Please go back to your regular scheduled programming. Mmm. This a hundred year old wine is very good. Very good indeed.

[pm] Drunk mess? Hardly. And I’ve heard all about you, Miss Summers. My name is Clare Hewitt.

[pm] Who hasn’t heard all about me these days. It’s nice to… Well. Now I’ve met you so there’s that. 

[pm] Buffy, Buffy. Slayer of the Vampires. She, the chosen one who will save the world from darkness. Although… there’s more then one now isn’t there? Thanks to you and what is it, that I have heard them be called, the Scooby Gang. Don’t mind me, I am very intoxicated right now. Please go back to your regular scheduled programming. Mmm. This a hundred year old wine is very good. Very good indeed.

[pm] Yes, that’s me, Buffy. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Buffy who isn’t too proud to accept and even seek out help from others and hasn’t once claimed that she did it all by herself. Buffy who has the courage to trust others despite the fact that they sometimes let her down. So, “Buffy, Buffy.” all you want. I know who I am. The question now becomes who on earth is this drunk mess come to babble in my ask box?

[pm] The vampires are getting too brave. But your press release seems to have been easing tensions. We still have reason to worry, but you have done it again.

[Pm] I doesn’t feel like the press release did anything. I wish there was some sort of physical way we could handle this. Am I right in thinking the days where we used to just get in there and beat the bad guys without anyone noticing (or getting in the way) are over?

[pm] I’m a powerful Wicca and an academic in secret; I can take a trip and still help. Or at least that’s the plan anyways. She makes me better, Buffy. I’ll be better at being what you need if everything works out. But even if they don’t, I’m not leaving the fight. I’m not going to stop trying. And I want you to be okay with this because you’re still my hero, even if I can’t ever come close to comparing with you.

[Pm] If she makes you a better person, then its best for you I suppose. I do want you to be at your best. Not just so you can help, but because I care. Its just really hard for me to be completely okay with you choosing her when we’rebher in the thick of it. I’ve never felt like I needed to be with someone the way you do with her. Even Angel, and I still cant let go of what we had together. Ive tried to move on, to act as though there isn’t a part of me wishing we were together. But there is, and I understand why you feel like you need to go. I feel it too, I just push it away and keep reminding myself of the big picture. I remind myself that he’s able to move on so I should too. I remind myself that especially now, the media that seems to follow all my actions must never go near him (or Spike). I can’t risk him. And I wouldn’t do what you’re doing if he and I were in yours and Faith’s situation… But I can understand why you’re doing it. Can that be enough?