015: [visual] & [locked to relevant parties] & [location: magic box] call to arms
Following Eric's attack on Faith, Buffy is currently in the training room at the back of the Magic Box, and behind her in a pile is what looks to be the entire contents of the weapons chest and closet combined. She's pacing and she has that determined 'means business' look in her eye that tends to indicate that something major is about to go down. She's figured out how to rig the tablet to make it send messages to a select group- and will be dishing out the individual instructions shortly.
"Guys, it's mount up time. These vampires attacked Faith, almost killed her. If they can do this to her, they're a danger to everyone. I'm not letting this one go, and I am so done playing nice. I'm burning down their club- preferably with as many of them inside it as possible. I don't want to put any of you in danger, but if you wanna help, then I've got jobs for you. If not, then I'll handle it myself."
"Willow, Tara? Can you get some kind of protection spell up around the house and the Magic Box? I wanna know the second they come within a half mile radius of us, in case they decide snacking on Faith was just an appetizer. Dawn, could you give them a hand with that, maybe? If you can remember the spell Will used before with the Turok-Han?"
"Wesley, Giles? I might need you to talk strategy with me. I've never burnt anything down before-- well, other than the school gym that one time, and that was years ago. And mostly an accident. So, advice on large scale co-ordinated assaults?"
"Cordelia, you get those visions, right? Do you think you could let me know if you see anything involving me and say... an ugly death? Or anyone else for that matter? I think keeping a step ahead could be key here."
"Xander, keep watching the tablets around that 'Fangtasia' place- I need to know exactly when they go out and when they're in. You can help me on the weaponry front later, too. I'm thinking along the lines of big, rain of fire and explode-y. We'll need petrol too- lots of petrol."
"Spike, are you gonna back me up on this one? I know it's not your fight, but I could really use the help."
"Angel, I know you just got here, but... this is important. And it's Faith. You want in, I wouldn't turn you down."
"Dean, if you're interested in a little organized arson action, let me know. An extra pair of hands would be appreciated."
"Jim, I-- well, I'm about to do something dangerous and probably stupid, so I just wanted to say, umm, y'know, hi. And hopefully not bye."
[ooc: participation is of course absolutely optional, plotty goodness details here.]
"Guys, it's mount up time. These vampires attacked Faith, almost killed her. If they can do this to her, they're a danger to everyone. I'm not letting this one go, and I am so done playing nice. I'm burning down their club- preferably with as many of them inside it as possible. I don't want to put any of you in danger, but if you wanna help, then I've got jobs for you. If not, then I'll handle it myself."
"Willow, Tara? Can you get some kind of protection spell up around the house and the Magic Box? I wanna know the second they come within a half mile radius of us, in case they decide snacking on Faith was just an appetizer. Dawn, could you give them a hand with that, maybe? If you can remember the spell Will used before with the Turok-Han?"
"Wesley, Giles? I might need you to talk strategy with me. I've never burnt anything down before-- well, other than the school gym that one time, and that was years ago. And mostly an accident. So, advice on large scale co-ordinated assaults?"
"Cordelia, you get those visions, right? Do you think you could let me know if you see anything involving me and say... an ugly death? Or anyone else for that matter? I think keeping a step ahead could be key here."
"Xander, keep watching the tablets around that 'Fangtasia' place- I need to know exactly when they go out and when they're in. You can help me on the weaponry front later, too. I'm thinking along the lines of big, rain of fire and explode-y. We'll need petrol too- lots of petrol."
"Spike, are you gonna back me up on this one? I know it's not your fight, but I could really use the help."
"Angel, I know you just got here, but... this is important. And it's Faith. You want in, I wouldn't turn you down."
"Dean, if you're interested in a little organized arson action, let me know. An extra pair of hands would be appreciated."
"Jim, I-- well, I'm about to do something dangerous and probably stupid, so I just wanted to say, umm, y'know, hi. And hopefully not bye."
[ooc: participation is of course absolutely optional, plotty goodness details here.]