Damsel in Distress, My Ass

[There's a tiny, unassuming blonde fighting for her life. She's got a gash above her eyebrow that looks hours old. A heavy fist catches her under the jaw and she stumbles back, her head hitting a tree. She goes still, tension leaving her body. Her opponent advances, a knife in his hand. The blade comes toward her throat, the man leaning over her body. Buffy's eyes fly open and she grabs the man's shirt, shooting her knee up into his gut]

Boys. You just can't resist a fall and faint.

[There's an audible crunch when she slams his hand hard into the ground, rolls to her feet while simultaneously forcing him to his back. The sharp heel of her boot digs into his throat.]

My bad. I thought I could try the whole damsel in distress thing. Turns out I still suck at it.

[She removes her heel only to kick him hard enough in the temple that he goes unconscious.]

It's like Homecoming all over again.

[Private]

Dawnie, you okay?

[ooc: Sponsors, fighters and viewers at home all welcome. I am actually okay with killing her provided a character actually can kill her. She's killed goddesses, ancient vampires and the first evil. Girl doesn't go down easy. writer@allengames.com if you've got questions or want to arrange something]