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I just found out that standing outside a nightclub is more productive in the slayage department than walking about a graveyard would ever be. Sure vamps usually went there come sunrise, and the new vamps usually had to do the whole....’rising from the grave’ thing, but all the real big bads were out and about making their mark on the town
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My hair was in a ponytail, same clothes, not caring on the style, I watch this idiot. She was a idiot, or another stupid potential. Or are we slayers now? I never got that shit.
I pull a lose strand of hair behind my ear, and catlight, land on my feet hutching over.
If this idiot was willing to follow a vampire, then I have to be a good guy and save her. Then yell at her.
Stupid L.A. folk.
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Or possibly not one? One can never be too cautious now, Jaques died 'cause he wasn't. He...I can't even think it. It's painful. But I don't show it. I don't know this person -- she aint my shrink!
I pulled my wooden stake out of my jacket, and grip it tightly, laying low, but ready to strike at any moment.
"I'm Erin; the vampire slayer." I say, not intending that to be corny. I swear!
"Who---WHAT the hell are you?"
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Bowing slightly I give a little smirk. "I'm the Tooth fairy, Little Miss....Vampire Slayer." Not my best bit of sarcasm I'll admit.
Eying the stake she had in hand I tilt my head slightly. "What, you plan on making that pile of dust back there deader?"
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I look over the English girl. Normal size, rather a super-model-ishy type, without a stuck up attire. And I liked her coat.
She also was deffinately not a demon, so I'm gonna reason that she's another slayer-in-training, or slayer. Whatever you call it now.
"You're a slayer too? Never saw a human fight a vampire like that since.." I stop my watchers name coming out, and shake my head. "Long time." I lied. Jaques died a month ago. My watcher.
Putting my stake inside my pocket safely, and bowed my head. "I am ma'am, and who might you be? Or do I just have to call you 'Night-Hunter' like a comic-book freak?" I say bluntly, putting both hands on my hips.
She might of earned my respect on her attire, but I sure as hell aint gonna let her know that. Or that Dawn girl..though, she had nice hair.
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Though that might blow our cover when trying to catch a vamp off guard... “-or not.”
Wait a sec...Erin? Was this the girl Dawn told me to watch out for? She looked old enough to be in highschool. I look her up a down for a moment.
What am I supposed to be ‘watching out’ for exactly? Oh well...
“ ‘Night-Hunter’ ‘ey? Well, it’s better than the Tooth-Fairy now in’it? But no, name’s Abby.”
This was working out good. Someone knew what I was without me telling them or making an ass out of myself by playing charades. So, no rules broken. Now, if only Dawn would catch on this quick...
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Anyway..back to the scene.
"Who's your watcher then?" I ask. "Or he aint 'round or somethin'?" My southern drawl coming on..again. I didn't care. The question was rude, I even know that..but, if she had a watcher, maybe that watcher could help me find the dick that killed mine.
"Well?" I press the question..and I felt odd..just standing there...I almost wanted to do a kart wheal or something...anything!
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Oh he's around...combating the forces of evil in an invigorating game of D&D somewhere...probably.
"My watcher? Um, h-his name's Drew..." Ok, I take back the thing I said about this being good... "He...had to travel back overseas--and admire..the remains of Slayer central?"
Well I couldn't go and give her Dawn's address and tell her to ask for an 'Andrew Wells', now could I? I'd have to explain to Dawn how I knew where she lived, and also explain to Erin why this 'Andrew' fellow was given a Slayer with his lack of experience. I'm all out of explaining for one day...
"What 'bout yours?" I pull out my lighter and being to flick it open and shut while stuffing my free hand into my pocket.
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I think I flinched..I'm not sure, but I doubt she saw. I bite my bottom lip and shrug some.
"He...he is in France." I lie,, using his native home as an excuse. He did go to Provance a lot..or however you spell it. He took me to Paris once -- but it was only for a day and it was about research. I could not shop. Damn him ( ... )
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She kind of put off an 'I don’t want to be bothered' vibe, so naturally---I had to follow. Kind of like if someone tells you if you make a face long enough it'll stay that way. You know you shouldn’t test the matter but you do it anyway...(And those faces? Never stuck once. What a rip off)
" 'Fangy-tooth-grimlins' huh? Can't say I've heard them called that before." I shrug slightly "Call 'em what you will, just as long as the job gets done 'ey?" For then next moment or so I stayed quiet...as did she. May as well press my luck huh?
“I believe we have a friend in common.” Maybe acquaintance was a more suitable word....” Dawn Summers. At least...I think it was you she mentioned.”
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"Getting the job done is all that we can do, missy." I say, my drawl coming on full fledged now. "I mean, if we get one vamp a week it would be good. Probleme is, they're all scattard.."
Curiousity peeked and I turn back to her, and lean my head to the side curiously. "What did she say 'bout me?"
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One? Well now I look like an over achiever. Maybe i'll take the next 5 weeks off, just to balance things out...
I nearly tripped over my coat when she asked what Dawn had said of her. I had to concentrate while walking with the bloody thing. Mind where I put my foot down'n'all. I'd kill to be 2 inches taller...
After clearing my throat, and getting back in step, I speak up. "She said she enjoyed meeting you...even it was just a short meeting. Said you have definate...'friend potential'." So I lied...I've been doing it a lot today so why stop now? But I couldn't tell her the truth could I? Maybe now she would approach Dawn again and their get together would go better than the last.
Dawn's best friend was Nicole for Christ sakes! If you can deal with her then you can deal with anyone and anything. Plus this girl doesn't seem like the type to comment on ones choice of clothing...
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"Really?"
I knew it was a lie, but you know -- it was all good. She had tact, that was good.
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"Uh-huh. She didn't have a negative thing to say about you."
She didn't have an...anything to say about her actually.
"I think she--" I trail off sensing a vamp near by. This was good....fighting would keep my big mouth shut. "Yer spider senses gettin' all tingly?"
Damn Drew and his comic books! Could I look like a bigger idiot?
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"Gatta go, um..I'll meet you tomarrow night.." I turn my head to the back of me, then to Abby again. "See ya..." I so badly wanted to me a insult, so I wouldn't be too nice. But, no. My eerieness didn't let me. Stupid eerieness. And stupid lent for me not having chocolate! Its the lack of chocolate, I tell you!
"Abby."
And with that, I well..ran off.
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