"Oh!" the sound is enunciated, because she did not just take the courteous I'm a slap yo friend up route. His hands go up in a blend of placation and complete, utter disbelief and it's by sheer will force alone that he doesn't roll his eyes. "Honey. You made it my business the moment you went after my girl!"
Weapons, weapons, keep your metaphorical eye on the weapons, keep the leader focused on you, don't let her look away-- His eyes narrow, his lips press together for the space of a heartbeat - and he moves, one step, two, three, placing himself between the Slayers and the bedroom door, pushing it shut. "Emma, sweetie, do me a favor and lock up tight?"
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Date: 2009-05-06 08:18 pm (UTC)Weapons, weapons, keep your metaphorical eye on the weapons, keep the leader focused on you, don't let her look away-- His eyes narrow, his lips press together for the space of a heartbeat - and he moves, one step, two, three, placing himself between the Slayers and the bedroom door, pushing it shut. "Emma, sweetie, do me a favor and lock up tight?"