Masculine with a strong jaw line slightly covered in stubble, and a good head of shiny dark hair cut stylishly. ‘Like what you see?’ Jumping at hi... voice she blushed, ‘I was checking your wounds. Would you like me to put some stuff on them from the first aid kit your friend bought?’ Turning his head towards her he sighed, his now opened eyes twinkling, ‘Want to play Florence Nightingale to get your hands on me?’ Giving him a long hard look she told him acerbically, ‘Not with a ten foot pole.’. We chose up sides and began to play.As we did, more kids began to arrive until there were about fifteen or twenty all together. One of the later arrivals was the girl of my dreams, Phyllis. She lived in the neighborhood, close to my friend, Jim. I knew this was the opportunity I had been looking for and I was determined to take advantage of it somehow. Imagine my disappointment when she was chosen for the opposite team.My friend Jim's house was built up off the ground and the underside was. I spent a day in my hide watching the bastards dominate the locals. While I sat there observing, my mind started to pick up clues about who the men were. Victoria's people had briefed me thoroughly on every bad guy on Game World and now that knowledge was filtering up out of my subconscious. By the end of the day I knew exactly who I was up against.The leader of the eight men was Dieter Howell. According to what Victoria's people had implanted in my brain, the man had been an infamous criminal. That would be simple and obvious.” “And yet you felt the need to declare your undying love in a tense moment with half a dozen witnesses.” “Undying love is easy to promise when the one listening is bleeding to death.” “Almost death.” “Reality always tends to set in afterwards.” Xander readjusts his eye-patch in front of Buffy. “Which is?” The blonde slayer turns back towards staring at Faith. “You remember the conversation I had you and Will arrange between me, her and...” She stops short of.