Jun 18, 2011 14:36
Who: Buffy, Spike, and YOU. YES, YOU.
What: Day in the life fun in spaaaaace!
When: Today, all day, in port!
Warnings: TBD.
((This day in the life will have Spike and Buffy together to run into/interact with, and some other threads to run into them separately! Tag in anywhere, multiple threads encouraged, up for anything! :D))
wanda maximoff,
achilles de flandres,
iago,
buffy summers,
spike,
patrick kenzie,
a day in the life,
port: os-19
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A smaller, skinny alien with green-tinted skin is being forced out of his makeshift tent on the side of the large hallway by two, armed, really huge red-skinned aliens. He's crying out in pain, and they're hitting him. Buffy has no idea what language they are speaking or what is going on, but she knows badness when she sees it.
So she strolls right up and grabs the two red-skinned big guys from the back of their shirts and tugs them back and away from the little guy.] Bullying? Big turn-off. What's that saying? Pick on someone your own size.
[The red brutish aliens respond in some strange clicking language.. Before they both draw their knock-off lightsaber weapons and activate them.] Orrr you could pick on me. [Slight sigh.] Large and stupid. Who would've thought.
[And she throws herself into fighting them. Dodging their weapons until one barely catches her shirt. It slices off a good portion around the stomach, turning her shirt into a crop-top! ...With singed edges. Buffy pauses to complain.] Okay, crop-tops? So not in right now. [Aaaand, back to real fighting! She's able to kick the sword out of brute #1's hand.]
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That said, at the sound of a fight, he's hopping off the roof of the structure he's been lurking on, checking his communicator for any updates about his quarry to see what's going on, immediately spotting Buffy and the aliens.
He's got a pretty big blaster rifle, but he's kind of content with lurking on this fire escape instead of jumping down and helping out, because port Patrick is a self involved asshole like that. Although he's not wearing the helmet, he's got the rest of his bounty hunter body suit on, and he basically looks like he just stepped off the set of some Sci-fi show or a Star Wars movie.
The disarming of one of the aliens gets a smirk out of him.]
Not bad.
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You wouldn't happen to know- [Dodges another sword-swipe.] What these guys are saying- [Buffy sidesteps, then when brute #2 swings at her again with the hot blazing sword, Buffy punches him in the face twice, making him stagger back. Brute #1 is getting up and charging her from behind.] Would you? [Brute #1 successfully grabs her around her middle and holds her up. Buffy struggles to get free. She's so tiny in comparison to these huge red guys. Her voice is strained as she kicks and squirms.] Might really clear some things up for me.
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[But he's not totally heartless - relatively speaking - so he's raising his blaster, taking quick and careful aim and shooting the alien holding Buffy in the shoulder, the blast clipping him solidly. He howls and releases Buffy, although the sudden assistance doesn't seem to deter him or his buddy from continuing the fight.]
They'd like to know where you learned to fight like that, for one.
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[The young woman can obviously handle herself, but the aliens are also clearly pretty stupid, and he's not sure they'e going to stay down, even after that collision.]
I can just stun them, if you want.
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Stun? Oh. Like the movies where- [Erm. Ahem.] Sure. Okay.
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Patrick hops down from the balcony neatly, blaster still in hand, surveying the two downed aliens with a sort of detached interest.] Hm. [And looking back at Buffy.]
So, you always take down bullies, or this just some special occasion?
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I wouldn't call most of them bullies- [And she actually turns and looks at him now. Really looks at him. And it's Patrick.] Patrick?! [Oh, she wishes she thought more before she spoke. Obviously he's one of those people all integrated into the world or whatever. He could be anyone.] Your name. Patrick. I mean. Right?
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Her reaction catches him off guard, and his brow furrows slightly. He didn't recognize her, but now he's wondering if this is some person from back home or some former client's daughter or something, and the fact that he cant' figure out who it is is... weird. He never forgets a face.] Yeah. Who wants to know?
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Ugh, I suck at this. I just know who you are. Sorta.
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Thanks, uh, for helping out back there. Even though I didn't need it.
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