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[abby_j_summers]

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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[abby_j_summers]

"Bingo."

My waiting had finally come to an end just as I was about to ditch this specific place for another club. A young male and female walk out of the club, both of them staggering as they walked. A drunken vampire would be easier to dispose of then a sober one. God bless alcohol...

I let them get a head start then followed once they were far enough away that I wouldn't look too suspicious tagging along. And into an alley they went...how unoriginal. This is why vampires aren't a dominant species...their brain follows their pulses in death.

Reaching the mouth of the alley, I look back the way I had just come. "Look, I'm the follow-ER not the follow-EE." The two in the alley looked at me oddly. "Excuse me?" The guy spoke up. "Not you..." I roll my eyes as I said this.

The female, who had seemed like the alcohol had affected her more so than her friend here, slurred over her words. "Hey, do you mind..." She started laughing for no apparent reason. I raise an eyebrow and look at the guy, "Her? Really? Low-standards much?"

Pulling out my stake I pointed it at him and shut one eye. The girl was still busy laughing at something funny the wall had said...
His eyes went wide at the sight of the sharp piece of wood aimed at him. With a quick motion I move my arm a few inches to the right and throw the stake full force, connecting dead on with the girls chest. She goes up in dust, and her hyena-ish laughter fades along with her.

Walking over, I pick up my stake from the pile of dust then look at the guy. "You can run and scream now..." He did as he was told--oddly--and I made my way out of the alley, my eyes falling on a girl who stood nearby.

"Enjoy the show? Maybe I should start charging for these things."

[lonestarxslayer]

Another slayer!??

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?"

[abby_j_summers]

I raise an eyebrow at her question. Why the heck did she go and change her 'Who' to a 'WHAT'? Kind of rude...but I won't dwell.

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?"

[lonestarxslayer]

I tighten my grip on the stake some, mentally warning myself that I'm probably having a splinter sink into my skin right about now. Doesn't hurt, just one heck of a hassle to get out.

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.

[abby_j_summers]

I nod a slightly. “Yeah, I too am a member of the Slayer tribe. With as many of us as there are now, they should make the lot of us wear little pins....”

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...

[lonestarxslayer]

"Abby..cute name." I shrug passively, another slayer? Yeah. We need a AA group or something. Or would that be too unoringinal?

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!

[abby_j_summers]

"Who's your watcher then. Or he aint 'round or somethin'?"

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.

[lonestarxslayer]

"What 'bout yours?"

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.

I tuck a stray layered back behind my ear again, fidgeting, I move my feet boredly.

By her accent, she's deffinately English. Or Welsh -- but, you know, I think it's the same damn thing. So screw it.

"Are we just gonna stand here or you gonna go hunt somemore fangy-tooth-grimlins?" I ask..I sound so freaking stupid.

I wonder why I'm talking almost DECENTLY to her. It wasn't that I didn't like Dawn, she is a nice girl..just..I'm not that social around people, or if I am..don't know how to be nice. And me being nice would result in either clingyness or what not..

DONT BE NICE!

I shrug and begine to walk away..possibly to downtown LA, everyone hangs out there. If she follows -- well, it was alright, I guess. If she doesn't? Well..I could do the butt kicking all I can. Yes.

[abby_j_summers]

I watched her for a while as she moves further away. Her form had almost been lost to me due to the people weaving around on the sidewalk. Before she manages to get clear out of sight I followed, and caught up pretty quickly.

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.”

[lonestarxslayer]

"Summers?" I ask, looking up at her, "Tall...sand blonde, preppy, kinda pale?" I shrug a little. Again..don't hate the girl,she's a nice, smart girl. Kind of girl I'd like to be if I wasn't slayer-ish. But, can you really see a slayer, hanging out with her buds then saving the world before bed time? No. That's impossible. A slayer is always alone. Duh!

"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?"

[abby_j_summers]

"I mean, if we get one vamp a week it would be good. Problem is, they're all scattard.."

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...

[lonestarxslayer]

I smirk softly, tilting my head.

"Really?"

I knew it was a lie, but you know -- it was all good. She had tact, that was good.

[abby_j_summers]

I almost let 'No' slip out...reflex.

"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?

[lonestarxslayer]

I smirk..yet..I had a strange, uncanny sense that someone was watching for me. Waiting for me. Turning to Abby, actually being polite in this, I tell her.

"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.