Joke cracking, stake whittling, cornice repairing Xander; which he doesn't mind, but to be honest the down shift is sometimes jarring and makes the tires of his life backspin a bit. Excellent description, and very Xandery.
It's a great and manly feeling, sitting on the couch, beer in hand and freezer food on a TV tray, feet bare and legs spread, remote in hand… only, he has no idea what's on TV anymore, no clue what the thing to watch is on Tuesday nights; he's become the old guy that isn't up on the cool stuff and, wow, that really sucks. He avoided the local evening news because it's truly pointless and flipped channels until he found the comfort of syndicated programming. This was so...well...dude I had to call Caza in and read it to him. I am that old person, by the way.
It was supplicant and predatory all at once. Love that - it's an element they *all* have (well, not Buffy so much with the supplication) and the First would have really brought it out.
and when it finally stopped it was Angelus that rose from the floor and stood nearly nose to nose with him, and in that moment he knew he'd never tell anyone about tonight. Eeeee! And again I say Eee! Fan-fucking-tastic.
It's been so long, I'd forgotten how well you write, and how much I connect with your words. This is now by Conversations canon, okay? It lets me let go of a lot of "Xander - denied!" issues. *g*
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It's a great and manly feeling, sitting on the couch, beer in hand and freezer food on a TV tray, feet bare and legs spread, remote in hand… only, he has no idea what's on TV anymore, no clue what the thing to watch is on Tuesday nights; he's become the old guy that isn't up on the cool stuff and, wow, that really sucks. He avoided the local evening news because it's truly pointless and flipped channels until he found the comfort of syndicated programming. This was so...well...dude I had to call Caza in and read it to him. I am that old person, by the way.
It was supplicant and predatory all at once. Love that - it's an element they *all* have (well, not Buffy so much with the supplication) and the First would have really brought it out.
and when it finally stopped it was Angelus that rose from the floor and stood nearly nose to nose with him, and in that moment he knew he'd never tell anyone about tonight. Eeeee! And again I say Eee! Fan-fucking-tastic.
It's been so long, I'd forgotten how well you write, and how much I connect with your words. This is now by Conversations canon, okay? It lets me let go of a lot of "Xander - denied!" issues. *g*