makeitquick | 5th Dusting

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Hey, Azusa - ...Or anyone, I guess. Gonna risk beer. Want in?

[SO CLASSY, MEL.]

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[And then, as promised, you might see one Melaka Fray at good spirits... risking beer, as it was. Which is indeed a risk - the spirits they used in Haddyn were different than this and she's not familiar with normal, natural-ish ingredients. She'll only have a little, but that's enough to make her feel quite warm and quite silly. So you might catch her there, with her beer or with a cola in the downtime... or you might catch her outside on this night as she tries to cool herself down.

Once again, the duel with Harth was inconclusive. And she still doesn't know where he is. Where could he actually be hiding? It's obnoxious. ...and then, with a surprise, she finds that she can see her breath as a foggy thing in the night air. She actually starts at that, not expecting it. Weird. So weird.

Oh, and she has her weapons on her through this, of course - blaster, stake, and a sword which she mercifully puts on the counter in the bar itself]

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[ he doesn't get what's so funny about that. ]

[Oh man, she finally finishes laughing, wiping a tear from her eye]

Gates- all Gates is good for is messing up the flat.

Hey, some flats need gates, especially if they're burglar prone. Gates might mess up your burgling, but not the flat. ...unless you kick them into the flat, then that would be a gate-to-flat problem.

[...] The monkey's name is Gates.

-- oh.

...Yeah.

[...In fact she'll just make sure she has a drink now to sip]

When I'm dead again - and I will be - if you want some pointers on how to take down a vampire from an actual vampire, I wouldn't mind sharing.

[...What. She refocuses now, and narrows her eyes]

'Ve dusted a lot of lurks. Fought a rutting army and won.

And how old were these lurks? Newbies, I'm guessing. Usually a lot of newbies are willing to do something as reckless as joining an army. With age comes the know of what to and to not get involved in. Those of us who've lived as long as I have haven't survived, because we've joined one evil cause after another. Not all lurks, as you call them, are as a dim-witted.

I was the worst. Still could be, if I decided to put old habits back into practice. I'm not going to lie about that. There's no sense in it, especially not when I'm almost positive you've head something along those lines, already.

You don't have to take the offer. All I'm saying is that there's a thing or two to be learned from someone who's supposed to be on the other end of that stake. And something to learn from someone who could've had three Slayers on his kill list, had he taken that final blow.

[ buffy, if he hadn't been so interested in playing with her and making her suffer. faith, if she hadn't survived that orpheus trip. dana, if he hadn't just neutralized her. ]

[She wants to correct him - she's gotten sole old ones too, the ones in the sewers. the ones she surprised with her unorthodox moves. But she just huffs after that, thankful to have a drink arrive. She sips, makes a face, and nods]

[ he hadn't expected her to be well-receptive of it, he hadn't even expected her to take it, but not making the offer felt wrong, somehow. at least he could say that he'd made it, and hopefully made it at least semi-clear without buffy backing him up that he wasn't an enemy and not someone to be feared. he'd leave the topic of her vampire brother for another day, if he decided to touch upon it at all. that was slayer business and he'd keep watch from the sidelines until he decided there was need for him to get involved. ]

I'll leave you to your drink. [ and then he slips off the stool and heads out the door. ]

5th Dusting

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