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If I could attack with a more sensible approach, obviously that's what I'd be doing...

Jan 08, 2009 23:32

In the training room at the Main Gauche, there's a Slayer with her Christmas present, going through a few sword exercises she remembers from before. It's been a while since she's had a sword in her hands, but now that she does... It's easier to fall back into than she would have thought. Muscle memory comes easily to Slayers ( Read more... )

martha jones, cy, raziel, dmitri lang, gene hunt, ruvin, andy mackenzie, the doctor (ten), michael westen, buffy summers, sam tyler, the other, dante, abby maitland, april, jack bristow

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cleverblasphemy January 21 2009, 18:55:39 UTC

Harmless. Practically harmless. And this creature keeps coming closer, practically offering himself up...

Raziel can't help it. His eyes narrow on the Doctor's face, and he says "I would be more than willing to demonstrate."

He might be failing, weakening, losing the last vestiges of the strength with which he holds himself together, but he's still fast, and the creature before him is in almost as much a state of surrender as the humans which once offered themselves to him. He lunges forward, crashing into the Doctor in a rough embrace and opening the deep pull at the core of himself, finding the well of life energy (so CLOSE) and drinking-

-and it's not human, whatever this is that's flooding back into him. It overtakes him in a rush, washing over him, filling him up so quickly and completely that the Reaver manifests before he can stop himself, that he reels back, lightheaded. Heady wines had this effect, aeons ago; now it's receding into a buzzing full-body ache, like he's overstuffed on energy and aching to contain it all.

The Reaver, full and white, crackles from his right claws.

This is not what generally happens.

bloodsoulrhythm January 27 2009, 02:12:47 UTC

Oh, fuck no. You do NOT get to drain Charlie's ward's energy, even if you are a freakish ghoul thing. This is not happening.

As Raziel reels back, there's suddenly seven feet of pissed-off angel helping him get even further back -- by means of a perfectly executed roundhouse kick. And the fact that the freakish ghoul suddenly has a weapon? Well, that only makes it all the more vital that he get his ward away from him.

"Back off. Right now." Charlie's tone is a step away from a growl, the weakness and dizziness the Doctor's feeling playing across his mind, but not slowing him down in the slightest.

cleverblasphemy January 27 2009, 02:22:03 UTC

Well, that weapon disappears pretty quick. Seeing as that was a pretty solid kick.

Raziel skitters back another step or two, putting just above striking distance between them and displaying his claws in a defensive posture. He has no interest in attacking Charlie, but he has no interest in potentially being beaten within an inch of dissolution again.

"...your friend will recover," he says, attention flicking to the Doctor and back to Charlie again. "And I will not be needing to replenish my strength again for some time. ...unless you persist in attacking me."

Though he has quite a few questions as to what that being is.

bloodsoulrhythm January 27 2009, 06:08:43 UTC

"He'd better," Charlie says, turning to the Doctor and looking him over. He's still watching Raziel warily, but now that he's unarmed and away from the Doctor, Charlie's a bit more inclined to be generous.

"I'd kill you myself if it wasn't counterproductive," he growls at the Doctor, already moving to steady him. And it's good for his sake that sarcasm apparently doesn't count as a lie.

Just TELL the energy-sucking ghoul thing that your sonic screwdriver's useless as a weapon. That's the BEST plan.

Charlie briefly considers the merits of forming some kind of social organization for guardian angels with idiotic wards, but quickly discards it as impractical. The problem with idiotic wards would be that they make time off an impossibility.

thatsortofaman January 27 2009, 06:13:13 UTC

The Doctor shakes his head vigorously in an attempt to clear it, realizes abruptly that that's only making it worse, and stops to blink at Raziel, one hand on Charlie's arm to make sure he stays upright. "I'm fine. Honestly... fine." And then the second he says that, pain lances through his chest, sharp enough and enough of a surprise that he gasps, tightening his grip on Charlie's arm for a second before it fades.

"What... Oh, that's not even fair!" It wasn't precisely a lie... Sure, he feels like he's going to fall over, but besides that...

bloodsoulrhythm January 27 2009, 06:27:25 UTC

Charlie raises an eyebrow. "So unfair. I know." He'll have to remember this little trick for later -- trust the Doctor, and he'll know if he's lying.

"The real question is whether you can walk. Because if you need to be carried..."

thatsortofaman January 27 2009, 15:12:40 UTC

The Doctor shoots him a sulky glare. If he's going to go touching him, he could at least remind him that he can't lie while he's doing it... Yes, because that's totally Charlie's job, to remind the Doctor when he is and isn't allowed to lie, just in case.

"I can walk," he says, taking a couple steps to prove his point. The fact that he wobbles a little... or kind of a lot... Well, Charlie shouldn't worry too much about that. Really.

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