OPEN LOG; all the cool kids are doing it.

[rudolphofvamps]

Who: Spike & YOU 8D
When: Sunday (June 5) night
Where: Outside Club 24/Roaming the streets
Summary: Spike gets off from his second night of work to go monster hunting

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[askedtobe]

[ Getting off work usually meant Peter had enough of an adrenaline high left that sleeping, or even sitting still was an impossibility. And he felt better keeping himself occupied anyway, which usually meant a night of wandering and knocking darkness monsters back into the shadows.

Keeping himself on edge for any sound that seemed out of place, Peter's pace slows slightly when he hears footsteps in the distance. It wasn't as if he was about to whip out the first ability that came to mind when he didn't know what was going to come around the corner, but that didn't mean that he couldn't keep himself on edge, reaching out telepathically to see what he could hear. ]

[rudolphofvamps]

[Human. He calms considerably as he continues forward, almost smiling when that human turns out to be Peter. Working in that club really was getting to him. Though he had to wonder what Peter was tilting his head over, shooting a look behind him before facing the man fully.] Everything alright there, Pete?

[askedtobe]

[ Huh. That was.. weird. If his abilities were going on the fritz, Peter was going to be immensely worried. Maybe it was like with Matt; some kind of interference. But he gives his head a shake, pleased enough to see that it's Spike instead of who knows what else it might have been. ] Yeah. I'm fine. You?

[rudolphofvamps]

Can't complain. You came from the hospital? [Peter smelled like antiseptic and sick people, not that Spike was judging. Just noticing, that's all.]

Prob about 2am. I know you want Jubes, but she's not ready yet :P

[vw_coyote]

[She should be staying at home, laying low and trying to keep the psychotic bitch from hunting her down.

... Since when did Mercy do anything she should do?

So, instead, she was slinking through the shadows and keeping her snout to the ground. She had a small pack on her back - emergency clothes/robe for if she had to shift.

Then she stopped. VAMPIRE. Why her life?]

listen your tags are all what I want most <3 Jubillee and Spike will have another night X(

[rudolphofvamps]

[He starts making out a girl ahead, and she smells human enough. His hackles are dropping to normal levels as he approaches, careful to make noise in case she hasn't seen him yet.]

Out here alone, luv? [He looks concerned, and maybe a touch of lonely.]

They will indeed! Possibly when she's done being angry at life. /loves on Spike

[vw_coyote]

[Oh, she heard you. Her own hackles are raised. Literal ones. Her lip pulls back from her teeth but it's not very convincing. She's tired, the pack is itchy and...

Oh why does she have to be a sucker for the lonely ones? Besides he smells... different. Vampire but... not. Confusing.

She steps back into a shadow and shifts. No longer coyote, she slips on the easy clothing and the ballet flats - not the greatest, but she can shift on the fly, thankfully.]

Yes. You?

/loved on 8DD

[rudolphofvamps]

As far as I know. [He says with a lifted eyebrow, still glancing past her for any monsters that might happen her way. He managed to miss the whole lycanthrope display with his awesome observation skills and is kind of wondering why this human smells a bit like dog too. Could be she just has one as a pet. Not worth dwelling over anyway.] A bit late to be out, luv? [Not that he's assuming she can't take care of herself. He's just curious, really.]

I keep meaning to do this darkness thing...

[ex_julianhe]

[He's been here a couple of weeks now. Long enough to settle in, not long enough to feel comfortable here. Still, his thoughts linger on home, on the people left behind, on the world left behind. He knows what he's been told, that time freezes while he's here. That nothing will be missed, that things won't change. Words are different from belief. And staying here, sitting in his apartment and waiting the night out, is becoming unbearable for him. Knowing that the Darkness is there, hiding from it and essentially waiting for it to become a problem, doesn't sit well. It's happened at home, one attack after another, and the only way to deal with it is to be prepared. Training would only get him so far, particularly when the Darkness monsters were their own kind of bad. He doesn't want there to be a time when he's caught unawares, when for some reason he's trapped outside and he's never faced them before. He'd rather face them on his own terms first, at a time of his own choosing. And he'd rather do it sooner than later so that he knows

8D

[rudolphofvamps]

[Just by chance, and maybe a bit of preternatural senses thrown in, he's looking up. Floating green guy. Cool.

He pauses his step as he processes that again, slower this time as his gaze directs skyward again. He knows he really should keep walking with his nose to the ground, but his curiosity's already gotten the better of him. Taking an unneeded breath, he calls to the other man,] Do I even want to know?

Re: 8D

[ex_julianhe]

[Thanks to keeping an eye out for anything that he might class as an enemy, Julian spots the blond guy below him. He doesn't come down right away, but he does when he's called. He hovers beside Spike at around eye-level]

Want to know what exactly? If it's the why-am-I-here question, it's probably for the same reason you are.

[rudolphofvamps]

In that case, see any big nasties from up there? [He's slowly adjusting to watching the guy float in front of him. It's making him dizzy and a little crosseyed. Show off.]

[deathknellgrell]

[ Grell has just had a blazing row. He's spent the last half hour ripping apart a small effigy of the object of his ire; but the delights of that occupation have grown stale.

He wants to kill something that bleeds. Something that screams. ]

RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

HA! DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

[ Grell is armed. And dangerous. And might possibly WIBBLE given the slightest provocation! ]

[rudolphofvamps]

Woah, there. [Spike's eyes widen into something like amusement, but also alarm. What is even going on. He stops any forward moving and puts his hands out before he walks into something he'd rather not.] I'd like to keep my bits where they are, thanks.

[deathknellgrell]

Eh~?

Oh, sorry.

[ Grell lowers his chainsaw ]

Thought you were a monster.

[ A beat ]

But - hang on. You are, aren't you? A monster.

[rudolphofvamps]

[He raises a hand like this is important.] Former monster. Present white hat, remember?

[imperils]

[ a viscous ( and vicious ) splat comes from around the corner, followed by silence. Bernkastel is there, almost backed up against a wall smeared with thick dark blood, surrounded by the corpse of a Battlesoul Hound. It looks like it was slit across the throat and down the bellies by something very sharp, and the entrails tumbled around it are already adding a foul steam of stench to the night air. As for Bernkastel herself... there's not a drop of blood on her dress.

She toes the gash of the beast with one shoe, opening it slightly wider as if for a better look. She glances up when she hears the sound of footsteps, but she makes no move. A resident of this city... is hardly something she needs to fear right now. ]

[rudolphofvamps]

[It's hard not to be surprised, but he tries not to let that show on his face, approaching what looks to be a little girl. But if she did that to a monster, Spike knows she's anything but. Still, better to give her the benefit, something like it anyway.]

You alright? [he asks, stepping a little closer, but still definitely keeping his distance.]

[imperils]

I'm fine.

[ she steps around the corpse, picking her path carefully to avoid stepping in the hound's guts. It's already something forgotten. She looks at the man, sizing him up. There's something different marking him from a typical human, but she can consider that later. ]

Did the rest of the pack go by you...? I didn't see where they ran off to.

[rudolphofvamps]

Not from that way. [He points back the way he came. Hell Hounds. Just what he needed.]