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Buffy yawned and rolled her shoulders as she stretched out her muscles.
Evening was turning into night, and she was getting ready for patrol. It had been a couple of years since the Sunnydale Hellmouth closed, and she was no longer the only Slayer in the world, but she still enjoyed the feel of the cool night air on her skin and the satisfaction of keeping the world a little safer.
What is Buffy taking with her on her patrol tonight?