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Post by rachelle on May 21, 2004 12:52:09 GMT -5
I arrived at the club at just five minutes past eleven, after a boring patrol around graveyards and alleys. I walked in casually, and slid in a chair at the bar.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked, looking up at me as I sat.
"Beer."
"You of age."
"Coke, no ice."
He smirked, and served me my drink. I took it in my hands, and looked around the club. This place needed some action.
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Post by Maya on May 21, 2004 12:57:36 GMT -5
Ah, the Spot. I stood in the doorway and cast my gaze around to check for anyone i knew. I sighed. Patrol had been a no-go, apparently we've put demons off, and no one is here- how boring. Ooh, but there was a new girl. She was sitting at the bar, drinking coke and looking disgruntled. I sat down next to her and nodded to the barman, who automatically got me a beer. The girl narrowed her eyes at me, and i smirked- goddess i love having influence, i thought.
I looked the girl over, and smiled wryly.
"Your mum or you dad?" I asked, shocking her.
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Post by rachelle on May 21, 2004 13:03:10 GMT -5
I frowned at her, my eyes flickering over her. Steady gaze, toned musceles, fighting clothes...she was a slayer.
"Excuse me?" I said coldly, but inside I was frozen. Did she know?
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Post by Maya on May 21, 2004 13:12:55 GMT -5
"Was your Mum a demon, or your dad." I clarified. She was now glaring, so i raised my hands in surrender, "Whoa, just askin', kid. I'm not about to jump you or something. And besides, you know what i am, right?" I swigged my beer, "So its only fair."
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Post by rachelle on May 21, 2004 13:22:02 GMT -5
I laughed shortly. "Yeah, of course you won't jump me. You're a slayer. Fighting people like me is what you do." I said angrily, glaring at her.
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Post by tucker on May 21, 2004 13:24:55 GMT -5
I walked into the Spot and tried to familiarise myself with my surroundings... I'd never been here but Nicki had pushed me to "get a life" as she so wonderfully put it. Walking to the bar I gave a friendly smile to the bartender
'Vodka and coke please'
'How old are you?'
I arched an eyebrow
'Twenty-one. Why? You saying I look young?'
He grinned and passed me my drink in complete silence as I gave a small growl and took a swig.
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Post by Maya on May 21, 2004 13:30:23 GMT -5
I raised my eyebrows,
"You really think i can live and fight in LA and not know that all demons aren't bad?" I snapped, "Dont you dare judge me when you dont even know me. One of my best friends is a werewolf, and another... sort of friend is a vampire for christs sake. Yes, i'm a slayer. Yes, i hunt demons, but only the evil ones. And you're only half anyway."
"How can you tell?" SHe asked, her tone stony, but the interest filtering through. I shrugged,
"I'm a slayer." I replied, "And a wicca."
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Post by tucker on May 21, 2004 13:43:46 GMT -5
I looked across to where I could hear angry voices and heard the last part of Maya's conversation
'I'm a slayer. And a wicca.'
A grin crossed my face as I wandered over to someone I partially knew
'I thought it was supposed to be a secret identity, like Batman?'
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Post by rachelle on May 21, 2004 14:05:04 GMT -5
I glanced at the newcomer coldly. "Who are you?" I asked, and without bothering to listen for an answer, I replied to the girl. "Look, sorry alright. But geez, need a little more warning before you publicise the fact that I'm half a demon." I paused, "And it was my father. He was a demon." She smiled softly, seemingly glad that she had got what she wanted. The her smile faded as she took in my words.
"Was?"
"He was killed by a slayer." I said coldly, and she shifted slightly in her chair. She opened her mouth to say something, no doubt 'i'm so sorry', or something sympathizing like that. I cut into her before she could though. "I'm not looking for a heart to heart, ok. Yes, my father was killed by a slayer, one of you, and yes, i have dealt with it. No need to get all sympathetic on me."
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Post by tucker on May 21, 2004 14:11:32 GMT -5
I sat heavily next to Maya and took another swig before glaring as the girl went on about demon this, killer that. Lets just say I don't like rude people. Once she had finished I cut in
'You know you don't have to be so rude to people just because you're different and you've had a hard life and so on. There are alot of people who have gone through far worse, are far worse combinations then you. Maybe you would feel better if you lightened up'
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Post by rachelle on May 21, 2004 14:26:48 GMT -5
"I didn't know you were a shrink." I said sarcastically. I sighed, and rubbed my forehead. "Look, I just came here for a drink, y'know? No fights, physical or verbal. And i'm sorry, for insulting you or whatever." I said to the girl. "And as for you, well, i don't particularly want to say sorry to you, as you did butt into the conversation, but can we please just start over. I don't want to fight." I said, glancing around the club, not forgetting my original reason for coming here...to see if there were any vampires about. And i couldn't do that if i was fighting with people. "What are you names?" I asked casually.
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Post by tucker on May 21, 2004 14:33:53 GMT -5
'I'm Tucker, she's Maya and there aren't any vamps in the club'
the girl gave me a weird look
'Sorry you were thinking loud. I'm a practising telepathic but I won't do it again, privacy and all that'
((got to go but have your way with me if you want... I meant use my character for conversation, didn't meant it to sound like that lol))
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Post by Maya on May 21, 2004 16:51:13 GMT -5
"Uh." I said, "Nicki teaching you that? Everyone getting telepathy. Well i had it first." I swigged my beer, and the new girl looked at me in disbelief. "Well i did." I snapped. [and besides, i'm way better at it] i added in her mind.
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Post by tucker on May 22, 2004 3:33:21 GMT -5
'Yeah I know, you are the queen of telepathy but Nicki's "theory"' I did bunny ears 'Is that it'll be much easier to defeat the enemy if they can't hear you talking or something... I think she wants me all to herself' I sniggered and noticed Mayas glare 'I mean not that I'm the best or meant that in a chauvanistic way of course'
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Post by Jessy Jackson on May 22, 2004 3:50:27 GMT -5
I strolled into the Spot and ordered an orange juice. I sidled over to the group. "Hey guys. Hey Tucker. Who's this?" Then I realised I was being a little rude. "Oh I'm sorry, I mean who are you? I'm Jessy."
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