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[lovethissuit]

[It's the wee hours of the morning and it's... Actually the first night's sleep Peter's gotten since showing up here that's been anywhere close to decent. So he still looks like hell, just slightly less so at the moment. When he speaks, it's quietly, and he keeps glancing off-screen as if to make sure of something.First things first. I might have

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[isaywe_party]

[authoritative tone aside, she appreciates that the guy is trying to DO something rather than sitting on his hands. so here, have a helpful Buffy. Sort of]

My name's Buffy Summers. I ... well, let's just say that this thing is sort of in my area of expertise.

I'd go into more detail, but ... kinda not something I want the whole world hearing quite yet, and I can't figure out if there are privacy settings on this thing. Buffy and foreign magic tend to be non-mixy things.

[lovethissuit]

[He can't help the tone. HE IS AGENT-MAN. Only without the silly cape and tights most other people with -MAN suffixes seem to have.]

Miss Summers. [A nod of greeting as he fixes the face/name in his head.] I already know there's a few people around here with more experience than I do with whatever weird crap is going on here, which I'll readily say is pretty much zero. I appreciate the need for discretion, though I'm pretty sure this isn't exactly the whole world. ...Or even the usual one, given the constellations I haven't been able to pick out. So. If you'd like to keep it to yourself, then fine, but if you'd prefer to do this in person rather than over the Grimm Brothers Blackberry, I'm... [A dry snort.] Well, obviously nobody here's going anywhere for the moment, but I'm going to be by the storehouse for a while.

[He leaves the invitation open.]

[isaywe_party]

Storehouse. Gotcha. I can be there in ten.

spam/log/assume? :3

[lovethissuit]

I'll be waiting.

[He looks over to Neal again, but. If Neal hasn't woken up yet, Peter thinks he'll stay out as long as they don't go and shout in his ear. Besides, leaving Neal alone and unconscious out here? Is just not going to happen. ...And he really doesn't want to have to drag his ass back to the cabin. Neal's heavier than he looks for such a tiny cartoony man.]

Spam here works for me? Or we could move it to the log comm. Not picky. =D

[isaywe_party]

[Buffy hasn't really been sleeping much either. she's been catching a few hours here and there, but no set schedule yet, so a wee hours pow-wow? Not a problem. She'll be wandering into to the storehouse in ten as promised, so Burke, you have a tiny shoeless blond at your service]

Agent Burke?

sure thing! i looked at the log comm to post and was just far too lazy-feeling XD

[lovethissuit]

Ah, yeah. Right here. [He stands up, brushing his pants off - even though it's... Pretty much a futile thing. Whatever. It's the principle of the thing. Sticking his hand out to shake,] Nice to meet you. in person.

[He jerks a thumb back carelessly to indicate Coma Caffrey currently snoozing behind him.] Don't mind him, my partner there's knocked out for a couple more counts at least. [A beat, but. Neal won't hear this so.] And there's nothing you can't say in front of him that you can't say in front of me, so.

Ahh, laziness. My best friend. <3

[isaywe_party]

[pauses for a moment, and she figures that if she's going to trust the nice FBI agent, she'll trust the nice, unconscious ... also FBI agent? Either way, she'll just nod and shake his hand]

Nice to meet you too. And I'm sure that he's perfectly trustworthy.

[there might be a slight bit of teasing in her tone, because -- he did say he'd be giving a fake name so ... we'll see how that goes]

[lovethissuit]

He is. [He says it immediately in a tone brooking no argument.] He's a good man.

So. [He gestures, letting Buffy decide whether to sit or stand for this one. He arches an eyebrow at the shoelessness, but... He's not one to talk. In his ruined khakis and loafers.] What's so delicate you'd prefer a meeting? ...And I'd like to say that whatever it might be, my paradigm since getting here has been blown to all kinds of hell, so if you're thinking I won't believe it? Well. [Shrug.]

[isaywe_party]

You not believing it is not what I worry about. It's ... making myself a target.

[pauses for a moment, because she doesn't tell this secret easy]

I'm what's called a Slayer. Basically ... I slay vampires. And demons. And ... other forms of unspeakable evil.

[lovethissuit]

Yeah, I'm getting a lot of th- [Aaaand that's when it clicks. Buffy. The Vampire Slayer. He's talking to a prime time television character. A character.

He was just starting to get used to the crazy magic crap going on and now. Just. ...Focusing on deep breaths. Breathing and not losing his mind.] ...Okay. That's. Okay. Right. A Slayer. Well, that should come in handy given... Yeah.

[isaywe_party]

[sees that weird expression on your face, Peter, but she's just going to brush it off as him not expecting to be talking to a vampire slayer]

Exactly. I want to help, I do -- but I'd prefer to tell people in my own time? I don't want other vampires out there overreacting and attacking me because they don't want to get dusted.

Because if they come at me, they will get dusted.

[that much was certain]

[lovethissuit]

[Nods as he forces himself to consider this tactically and logistically. Crossing his arms, he exhales quietly.]

Understandable. ...Haven't run into any vampires out there, but given everything else that seems to be popping up I wouldn't put it past this hellhole. [Never mind the vampires in here with them. He hasn't met those yet. One brain break at a time.] I'm not going to put up a list of who's who once this is all settled, I can promise that much so. Any leaks won't be coming from this end.

[isaywe_party]

Thanks.

[a pause]

I know of two vampires. But they're not a threat. They're not going to go around eating people.

[she's not sure if saying that they have souls would mean something to Burke or not, but -- that's her opinion on the subject]