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merci_bokor in the_shadowlands

fresh off the bus and already breaking stuff

Jun 16, 2007 08:32

Who: Marie LaFayet
Where: outside of Sunnydale
When: Oct. 15th
invited: anyone nearby

Nearly midnight and the streets approaching the edge of town were empty, no lights, no cars passing by, no sounds, no people, not even crickets chirping, and the absence of all those things had nothing to do with the late hour. The cabbie pulled to the side of the ( Read more... )

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trenchcoatvamp June 18 2007, 02:55:04 UTC

"Fancy trick," Spike drawled. The vampire sat sprawled beneath the metal kiosk of Sunnydale's defunct bus system, long legs stretched out before him. He'd been on a mission - crossing town to get something or other from his crypt - when Marie's little light trick had attracted his attention.

Naturally, he'd stopped to watch.

Overcome with lethargy, he'd felt compelled to sit down.

The vampire's Zippo flared as he lit up a cigarette, drawing down long and hard until the tip burned ember red. Then he snapped the lighter closed and pocketed it.

The vampire slouched to his feet, rambling over in a way that no way conveyed threat. If anything, it looked like a paraplegic in a wheelchair could out pace Spike. Was there such a thing as a Vampire Sloth?

"Folks have been trying for months to bring down that wall and here you are drilling holes on your first try. What's your name, pet?"

merci_bokor June 19 2007, 06:56:59 UTC

Huffing and puffing with her big suitcase in tow, Marie stopped to look at the pasty but handsome blonde man addressing her. Months, eh? She wiped her forhead. "Takes a powerful bokor to counter big magic like that. Maybe the others who tried just don't know what they're doing," She boasted, grinning proudly at the man as she took a moment to catch her breath ( ... )

trenchcoatvamp June 20 2007, 02:51:45 UTC

Spike did not possess even the slightest chivalrous bone in his entire body... After all, if a bird was ditzy enough to wander into the middle of Sunnydale with an overloaded suitcase, then she deserved to carry it, right? Besides, a Vadun priestess with that kinda beaucoup mojo? She could float it...

It was William who took the step forward, hand extended toward the huge suitcase. "Can I help you with that?" he offered, ever the Victorian gentleman. No way in hell that he could stand there while a lovely young woman struggled with such a monstrous load...

The vampire's molars ground in a fit of irritation with his soulful half, but the demon made no move to retract the offer or withdraw him hand. He'd already made more than enough of a spectacle of himself on several occasions.

Besides, it would have required more effort to argue with himself than to just lift the silly luggage.

"I know the folks who wear white hats," he replied. It was Spike who threw in the snarky final comment. "Why dontcha just pack what you can carry,

merci_bokor June 20 2007, 04:49:03 UTC

If I coulda got a cabbie to come all the way in here, I wouldn't be carrying it at all, she thought. Seriously, zombie slaves, first chance she got, she was making some. Marie wasn't sure what to make of the guy's offer. One minute he seemed nice enough, the next he was taking the piss out of her. Strange guy ( ... )

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elsewhere, affected by the wall falling thewillowwitch June 27 2007, 19:41:24 UTC

Willow had been sitting in her gardens as was her habit when she felt the break in her normally strong walls around Sunnydale. She felt something dark, even darker then she slice and break her walls. She was in danger. She was going to have to be more careful now. She needed to find whatever it was that broke down her walls and deal with whoever had control over it.

“ How dare they!”