Xander really, really curious as to what they'd do if the kind offer was declined - but it's fun watching Buffy kick some demon ass, on the other hand.
"And they say that there's no such thing as a free lunch."
The woman leads them into a surprisingly spacious room that stretches along the back of the restaurant. There are a few small round tables scattered on the outskirts alongside stacks of chairs.
"If you'll wait here, we can get something set up for you in just a minute."
She motions with one hand and out of the shadows comes six hunched over shapes, with broad shoulders and knuckles almost dragging on the ground. They are followed by the thumps of creatures landing lightly on the three closest tables, long sharp claws scraping across the acrylic tops.
"They'll be happy to get you all settled, humans." A laugh as her skin begins to droop, almost like a candle melting under intense heat.
"Really? You couldn't get any more creative than Lachnar demons? Here I was looking for a fight." Spike shakes his head, mostly to himself, wishing he'd had time for a cigarette since coming into the restaurant. Worst thing that's ever happened to the States, the banning of smoking indoors in pretty much everywhere.
"And who the bloody hell are you calling human?" Spike's face shifts as he vamps out, letting the instinctual portions of his nature slip into control. The distance between him and one of the creatures on the tables closes rapidly.
"Yeah, who you callin' hu-- oh, wait." The purse gets tossed to the side and with stake in hand Buffy rushes at the farthest table, sliding and hooking one foot around the main table leg.
One pull and the table tips, sending the creature on top stumbling to one side and off onto the floor.
On the ground, Buffy has only a moment before the creature knocked off the table jumps at her from its crumpled position. It pins her to the ground before hissing in her face.
"Give up, Slayer. We promise to eat the little one first." It is joined by the knuckle draggers, closing in around her.
And hey, something round and red is being tossed at the demon! Does instinct hold true for the horrible un-men of the nightmare dimension? Let's find out.
The red ball separates, briefly, seeming to open up and all of a sudden an eldrich force shudders forward, trying to suck the demon into the confines of the puzzle box!
"Are you alright?" Giles asks Buffy, squatting down while his enchanted doohickey handles the largest of the demons. He's keeping an eye on the knuckle-draggers, though, just in case they are faster than they look.
Dawn jumps. Buffy didn't say anything about what to do if this happened. "I'm staying out of the way," she explained, trying to make hiding under a table sound casual.
Spike doesn't say anything, just yet, as he's got a few more demons to kill before he gets to banter as much as he'd like. And well, this time, it might serve him better to make nice with 'dad'. With that, he pounces on the next demon, looking to a repeat performance.
It is bowled over, wrapping its long arms around him in a twisted embrace as they roll across the floor. Hind legs kick at his abdomen in an attempt to get him a little further away.
As they roll across the floor, Spike slams his head against the ground, hoping to break the demon's head. Or the floor. Breaking either one would make him feel better about the whole Giles showing up situation.
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"And they say that there's no such thing as a free lunch."
He stands to follow.
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"They always say that you never get anything for free, but maybe they were wrong!"
Following the woman, she keeps one hand slipped inside her purse and holding onto the sharpened stake hidden inside.
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"If you'll wait here, we can get something set up for you in just a minute."
She motions with one hand and out of the shadows comes six hunched over shapes, with broad shoulders and knuckles almost dragging on the ground. They are followed by the thumps of creatures landing lightly on the three closest tables, long sharp claws scraping across the acrylic tops.
"They'll be happy to get you all settled, humans." A laugh as her skin begins to droop, almost like a candle melting under intense heat.
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"And who the bloody hell are you calling human?" Spike's face shifts as he vamps out, letting the instinctual portions of his nature slip into control. The distance between him and one of the creatures on the tables closes rapidly.
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One pull and the table tips, sending the creature on top stumbling to one side and off onto the floor.
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"Let me tell you something, demon-lady - this is no way to get a tip."
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"Give up, Slayer. We promise to eat the little one first." It is joined by the knuckle draggers, closing in around her.
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And hey, something round and red is being tossed at the demon! Does instinct hold true for the horrible un-men of the nightmare dimension? Let's find out.
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"Are you alright?" Giles asks Buffy, squatting down while his enchanted doohickey handles the largest of the demons. He's keeping an eye on the knuckle-draggers, though, just in case they are faster than they look.
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"You're going to have to come out eventually, you know." Her tone is conversational, and she isn't making any move to get Dawn to come out.
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"So. Human, or demon?"
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"What do you think?" Pulling his finger away from her shoulder brings a long thin string of pasty white along with it.
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Spike doesn't say anything, just yet, as he's got a few more demons to kill before he gets to banter as much as he'd like. And well, this time, it might serve him better to make nice with 'dad'. With that, he pounces on the next demon, looking to a repeat performance.
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It's back on its feet a second later, ripping a leg off of a chair and springing at him.
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