Who: Open. Where: Wolfram and Hart and The Break Room. When: Thursday at 5pm, 1/15 What: Dinner at Wolfram and Hart, who'd of thought. Status: In progress.
Spike had discovered through entirely too much experience that killing chaos demons really made him hungry. He'd spent the better part of an hour tracking one through the sewers. They had enough chaos in their lives already, and he had a grudge against that particular species to boot.
Before he went to raid Angel's stash of blood, he stopped off at his Wolfram & Hart apartment to shower and change from one black tee shirt and jeans to the next. After that, he headed down to the break room, where he found Buffy looking quite pleased with herself.
"Fancy meeting you here, pet? What's got you looking like the cat that ate the canary?"
He opened the fridge and dug around for the otter blood. It seemed like Harmony was always trying to hide it, but it was a fridge. There were only so many places to hide blood.
Spike had startled her at first, but once she realized who's voice filtered through her awesome, slayer hearing she felt no threat. She knew there were a few people from Sunnydale she hadn't bumped into yet and was not particularly in the mood to bring up her vacation in Rome. She hadn't even really gone into details with Spike about that one yet, when he'd find out she dated the immortal he was going to flip
( ... )
Spike waited for Buffy to finish with her bite so she could respond to him. He almost kind of missed the satisfaction of chewing solid food, but he rarely felt the need to try it again. Though he did make the occasional exception for spicy food and blooming onions.
"Still adjusting too, and I've been here for months. Though only solid and therefore only getting paid for the latter half. They all go on about how they're defeating evil from inside the belly of the beast...but that phrase just makes me worry about being digested."
Spike found the bag of otter blood inside a microwave popcorn box. Who puts popcorn in the fridge? Honestly, that's almost too easy. I feel almost bad nicking it. He shrugged and pulled the box out. He emptied the bag into a mug and wrote 'Be more creative' on the box with a Sharpie, then dropped the box back into place in the fridge. After putting the mug in the microwave, he set the timer and turned back to Buffy
( ... )
"The who with the what with the how?" Buffy said, extremely confused. She had never bothered to ask him how he came back. She knew it had to have been something mystical, but it wasn't really that important to her. What was important was that he was here, now. "Solid? What are you talking about?" She was looking at her slice of pizza. She wanted to bite it, but he was destracting her. "What am I missing here
( ... )
Parker stepped into the room carrying a volume of Poppy Z. Brite vampire erotica in one hand and a juice box in the other. She took a rather noisy slurp of apple juice before addressing the others in the room.
“I smelled pizza.” She explained in a sort of monotone. Straight to the point, that was Parker. She hadn’t had anything to eat, lately, that didn’t have ‘Ramen’ on the label so the smell the pizza gave off was driving her salivary glands wild.
“Can I have some?” She asked in a quiet voice, sort of testing the waters.
Her jaw almost hit the floor. This apocalypse wasn't going to end well.
"Well, that's an interesting fairytale. Who came up with it? Wolfram and Hart?" Buffy couldn't believe it, that was impossible. "If either of you wanted to become human you could just go find one of those demony thingys and hold it hostage for eternity." Spike didn't know about Angel's being human for a day with Buffy. It slipped. Buffy looked at him and she silently winced. The look on her face was one of making an obvious boo-boo.
Luckily Parker had walked in to save the day.
"Yeah you can have some pizza, ignore the part on the box where it says touch and die." She shot parker a grin. Was Buffy being sarcastic? Maybe, but if Parker took it the wrong way then she and Buffy probably wouldn't have ended up getting along in the near future.
Buffy was doing her best not to look at Spike, but she had a feeling that they were about to get into an argument. It was going to be a great first impression of the two for Parker.
Parker grinned and reached to open the box, her grin fading as she focused on the ‘touch and die’ bit. She looked to Buffy cautiously.
“I won’t die from eating this, right?” No one ever got hurt double checking. Perhaps there was some sort of booby trap set up in the cardboard box. With the introduction of vampires, witches, and slayers into her life she had decided that she couldn’t be too careful.
Waiting for a response, Parker closed her eyes and sniffed the air. Precious pizza bliss...
"Don't worry about it, Blondie," Spike assured the newcomer. "Buffy's just defensive of her food. For future reference though, humans aren't the only ones who store their food in that fridge, so be careful of any liquid you might pull out."
Spike shrugged in response to the idea of becoming human. "Don't much care to become human. Truth is, I like being a vampire. Just don't want Angel to be handed something he doesn't deserve. But which demony things are we talking about now?"
Slayer senses really did kick in when it came to food. After finding her way to the cafeteria, Kennedy just stopped dead in her tracks in the doorway.
" Well, well, well. Looks like we have another Sunnydale Reject in our midst." She smirked a little and stole a peice of the pizza from Buffy abd glanced between her and Spike.
Re: Pizza?gotthesparkJanuary 16 2010, 07:20:27 UTC
"Fine," Spike agreed with Buffy. If she didn't want to rehash her past with he of the nancy boy hair gel, he wouldn't force her to.
As far as the Shanshu prophecy went, he was just as skeptical as she was. "Oh, I don't know if it's real. Like I said, I just don't want him to get it because he really, really wants it. As for you, how many prophecies have you averted now? Twelve?"
He bristled when he heard Kennedy's voice, and then even more when she termed him a Sunnydale Reject. He had never particularly got on with the new Slayer. "I'm a Sunnydale Reject? Case you didn't notice, I destroyed the whole bloody town. I think if anyone was rejected there, it was Sunnydale."
He looked to Buffy for a moment, then replied to Kennedy. "It's fine. Just talking."
Re: Pizza?summersbuffyaJanuary 16 2010, 07:39:23 UTC
"Thanks" She replied when he said fine.
Her attention turned to Kennedy and suddenly she remembered the conversation she had while patrolling the streets the other night. It was in Kennedy's nature to bring something from the other day up. Which, was no good for Buffy because her and Spike would have a field day poking fun.
"Hey Kennedy, get a hold of Willow yet?"
Willow was there too somewhere, but she hadn't found her yet. It wasn't like Will to possibly ignore her best friend or not try to find her. Buffy was actually kind of hurt, but it was the least of her worries. Eventually the two would have to face eachother.
Her gaze returned to Spike, just looking at him for a moment. Buffy had just realized Kennedy took some pizza. Her eyes darted to the other slayer.
"Didn't you read the box? You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
" Yeah, we had coffee. We're all good. She's back at the motel I think." Kennedy said with a slight smile as she took a bite of the pizza.
" Yeah Captain Peroxide, you wouldn't want any of this. Got garlic on it or something." Garlic meant more than just bad breath to Vampires. Luckily that rumor held true.
" So I never did ask what was up with the Billy Idol phase, that was so ten years ago." She grinned, sitting next to Buffy.
" Yup. Said help yourself." She nudged the blonde slayer playfully.
Spike felt Buffy's eyes on him and tried very hard to hold back a smile. It was wonderful to know that she was not unaffected by his presence. However, the bitty Slayer was making sure she made herself known
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"I should kick your a-." She stopped herself a moment remembering a conversation she and Kennedy had at McDonalds about Buffy being a nun, and unable to swear. "..ss" Her face went straight and she gave her fellow slayer a look. "I hate you." No, after the other night she had grown a love for Kennedy, even if she did resemble Faith.
"I wouldn't give Spike a hard time. Just because he has a soul doesn't mean he won't kill you." Buffy warned Kennedy. Spike would never do anything like that -- well, maybe he would.
Her head shook and her gaze returned to Spike. Buffy leaned back in her chair and put an arm around Kennedy. "Eat all the pizza you want. You owe me dinner next week. I fed you last night, and today. Otherwise, you can consider the words on the box your prophecy. Mmk?" A hand moved to playfully mess up Kennedy's hair.
Buffy moved foward to grab her soda, finishing it. When she was killed it she got up and moved to the fridge.
" Hey! Hands off the hair!" She pulled away and swatted at Buffy messing up with it and muttered under her breath.
"Sure you did." It was said with a smirk to Spike after finishing her slice. He could eat human food? That kind of suprised her but she didn't let it show. Kennedy was good at hiding her emotions. But she just gave Buffy a look and shook her head.
" I'd love to take you on in the training room sometime Spike. It'd be fun. Slayer against Vampire. Kind of how it's supposed to be."
Sure she'd heard he had bested two slayers in his unlifetime, and while Kennedy might be new, she was also in the game longer than any of the other newly called slayers or even potentials for that matter.
" Technicaly you would be buying again since you called me here and I'm expecting a paycheck at some point. And maybe an office of my own..do you think a punching bag would fit in one?" Yup, Kennedy was a brat and she knew it. It was one of the things she excelled at.
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Before he went to raid Angel's stash of blood, he stopped off at his Wolfram & Hart apartment to shower and change from one black tee shirt and jeans to the next. After that, he headed down to the break room, where he found Buffy looking quite pleased with herself.
"Fancy meeting you here, pet? What's got you looking like the cat that ate the canary?"
He opened the fridge and dug around for the otter blood. It seemed like Harmony was always trying to hide it, but it was a fridge. There were only so many places to hide blood.
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"Still adjusting too, and I've been here for months. Though only solid and therefore only getting paid for the latter half. They all go on about how they're defeating evil from inside the belly of the beast...but that phrase just makes me worry about being digested."
Spike found the bag of otter blood inside a microwave popcorn box. Who puts popcorn in the fridge? Honestly, that's almost too easy. I feel almost bad nicking it. He shrugged and pulled the box out. He emptied the bag into a mug and wrote 'Be more creative' on the box with a Sharpie, then dropped the box back into place in the fridge. After putting the mug in the microwave, he set the timer and turned back to Buffy ( ... )
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“I smelled pizza.” She explained in a sort of monotone. Straight to the point, that was Parker. She hadn’t had anything to eat, lately, that didn’t have ‘Ramen’ on the label so the smell the pizza gave off was driving her salivary glands wild.
“Can I have some?” She asked in a quiet voice, sort of testing the waters.
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"Well, that's an interesting fairytale. Who came up with it? Wolfram and Hart?" Buffy couldn't believe it, that was impossible. "If either of you wanted to become human you could just go find one of those demony thingys and hold it hostage for eternity." Spike didn't know about Angel's being human for a day with Buffy. It slipped. Buffy looked at him and she silently winced. The look on her face was one of making an obvious boo-boo.
Luckily Parker had walked in to save the day.
"Yeah you can have some pizza, ignore the part on the box where it says touch and die." She shot parker a grin. Was Buffy being sarcastic? Maybe, but if Parker took it the wrong way then she and Buffy probably wouldn't have ended up getting along in the near future.
Buffy was doing her best not to look at Spike, but she had a feeling that they were about to get into an argument. It was going to be a great first impression of the two for Parker.
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“I won’t die from eating this, right?” No one ever got hurt double checking. Perhaps there was some sort of booby trap set up in the cardboard box. With the introduction of vampires, witches, and slayers into her life she had decided that she couldn’t be too careful.
Waiting for a response, Parker closed her eyes and sniffed the air. Precious pizza bliss...
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Spike shrugged in response to the idea of becoming human. "Don't much care to become human. Truth is, I like being a vampire. Just don't want Angel to be handed something he doesn't deserve. But which demony things are we talking about now?"
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" Well, well, well. Looks like we have another Sunnydale Reject in our midst." She smirked a little and stole a peice of the pizza from Buffy abd glanced between her and Spike.
" Everything okay in here?"
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As far as the Shanshu prophecy went, he was just as skeptical as she was. "Oh, I don't know if it's real. Like I said, I just don't want him to get it because he really, really wants it. As for you, how many prophecies have you averted now? Twelve?"
He bristled when he heard Kennedy's voice, and then even more when she termed him a Sunnydale Reject. He had never particularly got on with the new Slayer. "I'm a Sunnydale Reject? Case you didn't notice, I destroyed the whole bloody town. I think if anyone was rejected there, it was Sunnydale."
He looked to Buffy for a moment, then replied to Kennedy. "It's fine. Just talking."
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Her attention turned to Kennedy and suddenly she remembered the conversation she had while patrolling the streets the other night. It was in Kennedy's nature to bring something from the other day up. Which, was no good for Buffy because her and Spike would have a field day poking fun.
"Hey Kennedy, get a hold of Willow yet?"
Willow was there too somewhere, but she hadn't found her yet. It wasn't like Will to possibly ignore her best friend or not try to find her. Buffy was actually kind of hurt, but it was the least of her worries. Eventually the two would have to face eachother.
Her gaze returned to Spike, just looking at him for a moment. Buffy had just realized Kennedy took some pizza. Her eyes darted to the other slayer.
"Didn't you read the box? You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
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" Yeah Captain Peroxide, you wouldn't want any of this. Got garlic on it or something." Garlic meant more than just bad breath to Vampires. Luckily that rumor held true.
" So I never did ask what was up with the Billy Idol phase, that was so ten years ago." She grinned, sitting next to Buffy.
" Yup. Said help yourself." She nudged the blonde slayer playfully.
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"I wouldn't give Spike a hard time. Just because he has a soul doesn't mean he won't kill you." Buffy warned Kennedy. Spike would never do anything like that -- well, maybe he would.
Her head shook and her gaze returned to Spike. Buffy leaned back in her chair and put an arm around Kennedy. "Eat all the pizza you want. You owe me dinner next week. I fed you last night, and today. Otherwise, you can consider the words on the box your prophecy. Mmk?" A hand moved to playfully mess up Kennedy's hair.
Buffy moved foward to grab her soda, finishing it. When she was killed it she got up and moved to the fridge.
"Either of you want anything?"
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"Sure you did." It was said with a smirk to Spike after finishing her slice. He could eat human food? That kind of suprised her but she didn't let it show. Kennedy was good at hiding her emotions. But she just gave Buffy a look and shook her head.
" I'd love to take you on in the training room sometime Spike. It'd be fun. Slayer against Vampire. Kind of how it's supposed to be."
Sure she'd heard he had bested two slayers in his unlifetime, and while Kennedy might be new, she was also in the game longer than any of the other newly called slayers or even potentials for that matter.
" Technicaly you would be buying again since you called me here and I'm expecting a paycheck at some point. And maybe an office of my own..do you think a punching bag would fit in one?" Yup, Kennedy was a brat and she knew it. It was one of the things she excelled at.
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