disclaimer see prt 1 - prt 7 IT's guide to life.
It was carrying a bag and she looked around, she could hear the slayer talking, with Xander, and Faith. She started to make her way the opposite direction, carefully disguising her tracks.
Sunnydale like mum said was a mixed bag. She lived with a vampire, the vampire was butral and nasty and had a lust for women, but she coped.
It grinned, she knew the wolf Tara would be having fun. Something about Tara, that reminded It of Willow. So they're probably making love right now. It thought.
Or fucking, It thought. She giggled then finished her loping and arrived back at the crypt.
She went over to the fridge and put the blood in the fridge. It heard a growl, Tara had come down.
"Hello, It." Tara replied, "What's with the blood?"
It smiled, "Afternoon miss." She replied, "Willow sent me out, do you want me to go get you a deer or a dog?"
Tara shook her head, "Why do they call you It?"
"That's my name ma'am." It replied, sitting down. "Mum gave it to me."
Tara was amused, but curious. It seemed sharp she looked like a machine but Tara sensed blood running though the viens and she could hear It's heart, but she didn't think It would be able to have blood and a heart.
"You look like my cousin, ma'am." It replied, "she died 560 years ago."
Tara sat opposite It, "How old are you?"
"1000 years old ma'am. Born and bred in England. Had an accident 500 years ago."
"What happened?"
"The Watcher's council totured me, ripped my skin off, mum killed them, then we made me like this."
Tara shook her head again, "I'm going to be staying."
"Willow likes you like. She wants you to stay, It likes Willow happy, It wants you to stay."
Tara laughed then rubbed her hand on It's left side of hair. She'd made a friend.