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I ran into Kris today. She's sporting this new mentality where she doesn't really give a rats ass about anyone in this warehouse. Buffy's been kidnapped, and I don't think she cares too much.
Kris: *Having spent a good hour ringing and pacing around in front of Hayden's door, decided that he couldn't possibly be home so she had set off for the warehouse. She was struggling to walk but with her injuries it was expected, her clothes and skin were stained with both her own blood and the demon blood but for some strange reason, she didn't seem to care, she had a smile on her lips. Freedom at last. She spotted Matthew off to the side and gave him a nod, he returned it in kind before she padded into the gym floor.
Kincaid: *After the long-awaited sexual tension between Rhiannon and Kincaid, Rhiannon finally had the time and mind-set to let herself go. Something about the way she dominated him in bed, caused him to think she may have a few things building inside her that's bothering her. He made a mental note to bring it up the next time they talked.*
Kincaid: *He felt the need to continue his mission to help find Buffy. He knew only a few people had seen his post on the bulletin, so he decided a nice trip to the gym was just what the doctor ordered, until further notice.*
Kris: *She whistled a tune under her breath as she wandered across the gym towards the lift. She frowned lightly as a small pool of blood gathered at her feet, hmm that really should disturbed her shouldn't it?
Kincaid: *With sweat dripping down his newly-toned body, Kincaid turned to see Kris decorated in blood. His first instinct made him run to her to see if she was okay* What the hell happened? Are you hurt?
Kris: *She shrugged nonchalantly," Dealt with some old business, no big." She smirked lightly and looked down at herself," Hurt yeah, but feeling kind of good you know?" She wasn't acting like someone who was decoarated in blood, in fact, she looked almost antsy.
Kincaid: I guess. You sure you're alright? I don't think I've seen that much blood since "Carrie".
Kris: *She chuckled softly," It's not all mine, okay the red stuff is mine, the yellowey green stuff is the demons. Mostly the yellow and red skinned variety."
Kincaid: And mostly I saw ewww... I haven't had my fair share of yellow and red skinned demons yet. *His eyes journey from the mess on her clothes back to her eyes* Hopefully it'll stay that way. Anyway, have you heard the latest on Buffy?
Kris: "Uh no, I've been out for most of the night." Kris said with a shrug before she looked at him, with a slightly tipped head," Why? What's up?" It wasn't like she cared all that much but might as well know the gossip.
Djx1313 (3:58:18 PM): Kincaid: She's been kidnapped. Apparently by that voodoo demon. Booker... Broker... or maybe it was Buster... anyway, whatever his name is, he's got her.
Kincaid: Talked to Giles about it... he's pretty shaken about it.... and she does care.... atleast I've come to try and look at it that way.
Kris: "Again?" Kris asked incredulously before she rolled her eyes," Geez, she really has a thing for that voodoo guy." She shrugged her shoulders and asked," Aren't we supposed to be the ones needing the saving? Not the big bad main slayer?"
Kincaid: Wow... Kris... I know she's not #1 on you're list of people you like here, but she is Buffy. We're a part of her Scooby Gang. We kinda signed up for this type of stuff... well maybe without the actually signing, but you catch my drift.
Kris: "Scooby Gang?" Kris asked with an arch of her eyebrow," What in the hell is that?"
Kincaid: Nevermind. All I'm saying is we need to start a search for her. I promised Giles I'd help him in this. he's a wreck and he needs all our help.
Kris: "Good luck with that." Kris muttered as she pushed at the button for the elevator.
Kincaid: *This new temperament of Kris' bewildered him as he watched the doors of the elevator close, with Kris on the other side* Uh, okay... *He disregarded her sudden loss-of-interest in saving the innocent. He began to think of how much she resembled the old Kincaid. A few months ago, he would have reacted the same way, but now, he's a changed man... After a few minutes of thinking, Kincaid went to his room, grabbed a stake and two bottles of holy water, and exited the place.*
Kris: *Having spent a good hour ringing and pacing around in front of Hayden's door, decided that he couldn't possibly be home so she had set off for the warehouse. She was struggling to walk but with her injuries it was expected, her clothes and skin were stained with both her own blood and the demon blood but for some strange reason, she didn't seem to care, she had a smile on her lips. Freedom at last. She spotted Matthew off to the side and gave him a nod, he returned it in kind before she padded into the gym floor.
Kincaid: *After the long-awaited sexual tension between Rhiannon and Kincaid, Rhiannon finally had the time and mind-set to let herself go. Something about the way she dominated him in bed, caused him to think she may have a few things building inside her that's bothering her. He made a mental note to bring it up the next time they talked.*
Kincaid: *He felt the need to continue his mission to help find Buffy. He knew only a few people had seen his post on the bulletin, so he decided a nice trip to the gym was just what the doctor ordered, until further notice.*
Kris: *She whistled a tune under her breath as she wandered across the gym towards the lift. She frowned lightly as a small pool of blood gathered at her feet, hmm that really should disturbed her shouldn't it?
Kincaid: *With sweat dripping down his newly-toned body, Kincaid turned to see Kris decorated in blood. His first instinct made him run to her to see if she was okay* What the hell happened? Are you hurt?
Kris: *She shrugged nonchalantly," Dealt with some old business, no big." She smirked lightly and looked down at herself," Hurt yeah, but feeling kind of good you know?" She wasn't acting like someone who was decoarated in blood, in fact, she looked almost antsy.
Kincaid: I guess. You sure you're alright? I don't think I've seen that much blood since "Carrie".
Kris: *She chuckled softly," It's not all mine, okay the red stuff is mine, the yellowey green stuff is the demons. Mostly the yellow and red skinned variety."
Kincaid: And mostly I saw ewww... I haven't had my fair share of yellow and red skinned demons yet. *His eyes journey from the mess on her clothes back to her eyes* Hopefully it'll stay that way. Anyway, have you heard the latest on Buffy?
Kris: "Uh no, I've been out for most of the night." Kris said with a shrug before she looked at him, with a slightly tipped head," Why? What's up?" It wasn't like she cared all that much but might as well know the gossip.
Djx1313 (3:58:18 PM): Kincaid: She's been kidnapped. Apparently by that voodoo demon. Booker... Broker... or maybe it was Buster... anyway, whatever his name is, he's got her.
Kincaid: Talked to Giles about it... he's pretty shaken about it.... and she does care.... atleast I've come to try and look at it that way.
Kris: "Again?" Kris asked incredulously before she rolled her eyes," Geez, she really has a thing for that voodoo guy." She shrugged her shoulders and asked," Aren't we supposed to be the ones needing the saving? Not the big bad main slayer?"
Kincaid: Wow... Kris... I know she's not #1 on you're list of people you like here, but she is Buffy. We're a part of her Scooby Gang. We kinda signed up for this type of stuff... well maybe without the actually signing, but you catch my drift.
Kris: "Scooby Gang?" Kris asked with an arch of her eyebrow," What in the hell is that?"
Kincaid: Nevermind. All I'm saying is we need to start a search for her. I promised Giles I'd help him in this. he's a wreck and he needs all our help.
Kris: "Good luck with that." Kris muttered as she pushed at the button for the elevator.
Kincaid: *This new temperament of Kris' bewildered him as he watched the doors of the elevator close, with Kris on the other side* Uh, okay... *He disregarded her sudden loss-of-interest in saving the innocent. He began to think of how much she resembled the old Kincaid. A few months ago, he would have reacted the same way, but now, he's a changed man... After a few minutes of thinking, Kincaid went to his room, grabbed a stake and two bottles of holy water, and exited the place.*