10977/Midnight BBQ

Midnight BBQ
Date of Scene:	04 February 2020
Location:	Masonic Cemetery, Sunnydale (TBD)
Synopsis:	Buffy meets Thomas for Patrol..But ends up going on a date and crashing a goth party in a cemetary.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Thomas Raith
Tinyplot:	Blood of the Ancients

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Buffy Summers has posed:
It's late, really too late for any decent Barbeque, and let's not forget that its' still winter, but a mild one at that. In fact the brilliant warm light of the bonfire really makes this place quite cozy, even if it IS a creepy old cemetary in the middle of nowhere, known for attracting all sorts of creepy crawlies. But tonight it is the focus of a small gathering of gothic teens, who listen to heavy metal as they dance and laugh and drink alcohol around a large boar on a spit, hanging over the bonfire..

..Which is probably the last thing Buffy expected as she typed up a text not long ago to Thomas, inviting him to join her on patrol. She was a bit nervous and had typed and retyped it, uncertain if he would actually want to join her..

*Want 2 join me 4 patrol? Just a little thing if you want..Might be fun..K thx byee~!*

She wasn't entirely sure if he'd come though and so she wandered around for a bit, drawn by the music and the fire and the dancing. Yeah this was dumb, he's probably doing something more important. It's not like he's one of her Scoobies or even someone she gets to boss around..

Still she waits hopefully, lurking about in the cemetary, skirting the party warily..

Thomas Raith has posed:
"Will Bring party favors." comes the reply text about five minutes later, and attached to it is a picture of his Kukri knives on a table and a bottle of the very nice scotch he keeps in his office. About ten minutes and a location share later, the throaty big cat purr of Thomas's street bike pierces the air. He's of course not wearing his white suit, but traded it in for a pair of black jeans, a red t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. He pulls up, and parks the bike, sitting there just a second with the wind teasing his long brown hair, looking like he just stepped off the cover of a dime store romance... And then he pulls all three items from the picture from the bike's saddle bags. "Doing this must cut into your study time." He says amused.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers hears the bike before she sees him, eyes widenned a bit as she realizes that even in casual wear he looks absolutely stunning. "Geez, I really should have dressed up more.." she mutters as she looks down at her shabby grey jacket over torn blue jeans and cream sweater, and black toque covering her hair. still she cant help but smile at the sight of him, stepping towards him. "Nah, I'm used to it. This is what I do *after* I finish blowing my brains over homework and papers. It's kinda refreshing, like a workout. Wasn't really sure if you'd come though.." the expression on her face suggests she's quite happy he did..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith Grins a little bit and nods. "I could use a good work out actually. I'd just spent the last three hours going over payroll. Not my favrite part of the job." He says sliding the kukri into scabards that are hidden by the jacket on his back. "And besides, I can't imagine someone I'd rather get physical with." He adds with a devilish grin.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, "You really do work too hard, you know..I figured this would be a nice, refreshing break. I mean.." she bites her lip, "If you're not all exhausted by all that accounting stuff.." she reddens a bit at his tease, laughing a bit nervously, "Umm...Well I WAS gonna go hunt for vamps, but with that crazy bonfire party going on..In the middle of a creepy old cemetary no less, I'm not sure if I should chase 'em away before the vamps get here, or join in on the 'fun..'"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shrugs looking over at the fire, tilting his head. "Or we could join them and treat them like bait as it were. Let them draw the vamps to us and make with the stabby stabby cut cut. And in the mean time get a little dancing and drinking in and enjoy ourselves.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow, "Geez..Using a couple kids as bait. Sounds kinda mean but.." she sighs, licking her lips, "I mean that boar does look kinda tasty, and I'm starving!" she smirks, "Did you really bring a bottle too? Because that'd be.." so him..Buffy draws a deep breath, putting away her tonfa and pulls off her hat, trying to look just a bit more presentable as she smooths out her hair. "Okay, let's check this out! Might be fun..." and she heads towards said party..Hey the music's not that bad, and the pig roasting on the fire actually smells pretty good. It's really quite warm in front of the fire pit and she shrugs out of her jacket and sweater, revealing a simple pink shirt underneath. Not as stylish as Thomas but at least she's comfy and ready for any change in weather.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith pulls the bottle out of his jacket pocket, smirking just a little bit as he steps up beside her. He puts his arm around her waist as they walk to the party. Sure they weren't invited, but really who turns away people as good looking as this pair.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, "Okay..Not sure if we're invited to this exclusive party, but now I'm curious, might as well enjoy the night right?" she draws close to him, enjoying his closeness even, and starting to wonder if this 'Midnight stakeout' is starting to turn more into a 'Midnight surprise date!' which makes her blush a little. Up ahead, the partygoers don't seem to mind the newcomers, the girls pausing to watch the prettyboy with starry-eyed wonder. Buffy isn't given quite as much attention, although she does spy a somewhat familiar face.

"Heey, that's the guy Dawn was dating.." Oh yeah, and there's another familiar goth vamp girl that Thomas might recognize from a previous encounter. She smiles sweetly at him, totally ignoring Buffy, "Well hey there, pretty boy, I knew you couldn't stay away.." she winks at him, offering him a plate with a slice of roasted ham on it, not even bothering to give any to Buffy. "Come an' join the party, hope we can have a little 'alone time' later, hmm?" with that, she grins and waves, hurrying off to continue chatting with her friends on the other side of the bonfire.

"Well...That was weird.." Buffy murmurs, "What, I don't get any ham..? Sheesh.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith looks amused tilting his head, "Well I'm willing to share my ham. If it was bacon that might be a different story but..." He tears off a small piece of the roasted meat and holds it playfully to her lips. Obviously he has no problem with the change in tone of their night out.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers narrows her eyes as she watches vamp goth girl saunter off, glancing over her shoulder and winking at Thomas. "I knew we should have just killed her before..But that's strange, wonder who else here's a vamp. And that guy over there.." she nods to familiar guy.

"My little sister is dating him..Grr, I knew there was something shady about him..He'd better not be a vamp too! We should investigate, maybe we can figure out what happened to my friend.." yea, the same one that she still hasn't found any clues about.

But right now, she's pretty darn hungry, and she tilts her head a little to nibble on some of his ham.."Mmm, that's pretty good stuff. Dont mind if I sit and eat and drink for a while. I mean I was kinda expecting a patrol tonight, but this starting to look more like a da--Err..." she bites her lip, shaking her head and tugging him along to one of the large blanket covered logs that are being used as seats, grabbing a can of offered vodka spritzer on the way. "C'mon!"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a little bit as she drags him off to a spot by the fire. "Well the first question isn't to me how many are vampires, it's if the mortals know it." He says and takes a red solo cup of beer, dumps it out discreetly, and pours some of his own scotch into it. At her little slip of the tounge he just smirks, a bit amused. "I don't mind mixing busness with pleasure. Of course most of the time pleasure is my business so..

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers narrows her eyes, "Did you see her arm? She had that tattoo on it..The one with the eye and the pyramid? I think they might be a cult..." she nods, "Okay, um..I dont think the guy, Dawn's friend is a vamp..Yet anyway, the others? Well? So far, I think I'm just sensing one demonic presence. Just wish I knew what she was up to." she smirks a bit, elbowing him playfully, "Seriously, get your head out of the gutter.."

Buffy does take a slow sip of her drink, "Umm, soo think maybe you can..Charm her up a bit? Get some info about my friend Robbie? I'm sure she'd listen to you.." Buffy does frown a bit. "Just don't overdo it..Maybe I can talk to Dawn's friend Riven too." Ahh yes, good reliable Buffy, all business, no pleasure for her. Well, not much anyway. Someone needs a break from work.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith says, "Eye of Thoth." Thomas says with a nod, "Problem is /allot/ of groups use the Eye as a symbol of power. I knew a priest back in Chicago who had it tattooed on his forearm." He says softly, "Heck it's on the back of the $1 bill." He leans over to make sure his words can be heard over the music and other conversations.. not so that his hot breath can be felt agienst her ear and neck... even if it feel like bit of electricity from it. "Sure I can chat her up if you want.. but if she tries to violate my beautiful body, I may have to put her down.""

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns and nods, "Right...I guess it's a popular symbol, although this one looked a bit different, had some writing underneath. Geez, why cant people be a bit more original? Well..Whatever it is, she's not the only one using it. I wonder if she's into dark magic or something worse..?" she shivers a bit at his whisper, trying to be all business, finding it a little hard, biting her lip as he says that. "I'll personally kill her if she touchs you again like that." Her words are sharp, angry even. Nope, no jealousy here. None at all.

"I mean..Yeah, whatever, you can handle yourself I'm sure.." she smirks, taking another bite of ham, "But can we have just a moment or two of non-business first? I kinda like this song.." she taps her feet to the popular Tarja song playing in the background now, quite a fan of Metal Opera apparently, "I mean..It would be kinda nice to dance, I haven't danced in such a long time.." she can just imagine what kind of an incredible dancer Thomas would be, given he's just about perfect at everything else.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins a bit and stands with her, moving to their own private little empty-enough spot. He pulls her right up agienst him. Body pressing agienst body... moving with the music agienst her.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers draws a deep breath. Really, she should be working, patrolling. Not dancing and flirting with the pretty boy. But..She's also keeping tabs on Goth Girl as she spins and twirls around them, dancing with her own dance partner, showing off as it would be in her revealing black corset and short red plaid skirt, her pale legs covered only in a thin layer of transparent fishnet tights. And way too muh black makeup on her pasty face. "Think you guys can outdance us?" she flips her shock of blood red-streaked-black hair as she dips back her head, one arm outstretched, nearly grazing the flames of the firepit before darting to the side, making a symbol of fingers pointing to her eyes then back to Buffy as if to say 'I am onto you..'

"Why do I get the feeling like there's a hidden message in this song.." Buffy murmurs, climbing to her feet as she grasps his hand and swaying to the beat, eyes narrowed upon the Goth Girl and her partner, watching them warily even as she pulls close to Thomas. "Well, for a party in the middle of a cool winter night in a cemetary, it's not a bad one, if a little creepy.." she sighs, "May as well play their game if we're gona figure this out." Because there's no harm in having a little fun while they're at it.

With a smile, she pulls away from him, twirling and spinning before pulling back in, matching him step for step. Thomas isn't the only one who can dance well.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a little bit as she spins around putting her back to his chest and...other things agienst other things. His hands sliding down to her hips and then back up her sides. Oscar Wilde once said "Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire," and Thomas is a master of that. He smirks a bit at the goth girl, obviously moving with more elegance and percision then she is with her own partner. "I think there is hiddne messages in anything these people do." he says honestly.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers closes her eyes, losing herself in the rythm of the music, the sights and sounds around her. To be honest, she doesn't remember the last time she's danced like this with anyone, except maybe Angel a long, long time ago. And even then, he was a lot less flirty with her. "Is that so...I guess you'd know all about that.." she smiles a little, pressing against him, shadowing his movements, shivering at his touch. "You really think everything goes back to primal desire, huh. But then again, I guess even a Slayer's strength comes from the demon within her, of primal desire, only tempered by the goodness of her soul and strength of her will.." she sighs, "Is that why I'm always attracted to the darkness..?" It would make sense in a twisted sort of way.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods a bit, holding her close as they move perfectly together. demons dancing by the firelight...symbolism much? He smirks a little bit, "Everything in the world comes down to one of three things love. Shelter, food, and sex. Once you realize that the world starts to make allot more sense." he says softly, giving her ear a light nibble as his fingers slides up to her ribs then back down agienst.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers narrows her eyes, slowing her steps in time with the music. Trudy and her partner watch the pair as if mesmerized, her partner glaring jealously, Trudy wishing it were her instead of Buffy...Who herself seems entranced, at least for a moment or two, continuing to shadow his movements, sliding down low then high again, pressing her body sensually against his, enjoying the warmth against her back, dressed only in a thin sleeveless shirt, her chunky sweater laying next to her coat on the nearby log. As if she needed the extra warmth right now. "Survival, heh. Is that really all there is to it? Surely there's more to life than simply surviving? What about friendships, happiness, accomplishments? Heck, everyone needs a hobby." with a smirk, she slips out of his grasp again, twirling away as if teasing, although the look on her face remains entranced, caught up in the music, in the rhythm, in him..She grits her teeth, trying to focus - why's it so hard when she's around him? And she twirls back again, facing him this time, eyes open, narrowed in concentration. She's not gonna lose this game either, she's not going to lose control.

The song finaly starts to wind down as she grasps both his hands, drawing near enough that he can feel her breath on his face as she whispers, "Can't say the world will ever make much sense to me, but there is one thing I know, the difference between good and evil.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith leans down close, still holding her close even though the music has stopped. Bodies heated frm the fire and the dance and... well the other things. "And just what is the difference?" he asks softly, locking eyes with Trudy even as he moves to kiss Buffy. After all if Buffy wants him to try to get info from the woman, lets throw some fuel on the fire.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, "Well that's easy, good people help other people, especially those weaker than them. Bad people hurt people, especially those who can't fight back." she seems pretty confident of the answer at least at first. "But I wonder what happens when the lines overlap...?" she sighs, does that make her a good person or....? But that question is left hanging in the air as she presses her lips against his to meet his kiss, eyes closed as she loses herself in his touch as always.

Then the song's over and Trudy just laughs, arms folded as she watches, containing her anger. Must be all that alcohol.

"Really? You call that dancing? Come on, prettyboy, I'll show you real dancing!" she extends her arm to him, flashing him a seductive smile with those creepy, black-painted lips of hers. "Remember, don't kill her til we can check out her story.." Buffy murmurs in her ear before she twirls off and is gone to check on Dawn's friend..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a little bit as he is drug away to dance with the devil by the pale moonlight. He starts to dance with her as well, ffeeding just a sip from the girl, just enough to make her feel very very buzzed. "Now why would you wanna antagonize someoneone with her reputation, hmm?" he asks amused.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Trudy rolls her eyes, "Well that's obvious, she's the Slayer of Demons, isn't she? She'd just as easily turncoat and kill you as she would me. Afterall, you're a demon too, aren't you? Why would you even trust her?!" she narrows her eyes, grasping his hands, attempting to pull him close. Her skin is cold. She reeks of death. But Trudy can be graceful too, even if she is a bit drunk. "I could give you power, power to rule Bludhaven, maybe even more than just this city. Join our cause and you wont regret it!" She grins wickedly, reaching out to try and stroke his hair if he'll let her, shivering as he feeds off of her. "Mmm, now that's what I'm talking about!"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith rolls his eyes, "Today Bludhaven, tomorrow the tri-state area, then the world?" he asks with a playful almost teasing tone. "I've got power, don't you remember where I left you the last time we had a little dance?" he asks in a teasing tone. Despite the fact the touch of the undead creature makes his skin crawl, he holds her close... letting his Hunger have it's fun. "And she won't kill me... I intrigue her too much."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Trudy just laughs, "Intrigue her. Hah! Soon as she bores of you she'll kill you. But I could give you MORE power, we could make you even stronger! Do you know what it's like to be a vampire, combined with your powers, you'd be unstoppable! Even more than that, if you join our army, we'll rise above humanity and become their new ruler! Think about it!" she shivers some more, enthralled by his power, and she opens her mouth, hovering above his neck, teeth bared. "I could give you so much more than this.." She attempts to slip a business card of some sort into his shirt pocket before attempting to bite his neck.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith lets her slip the business card to him but in a lightening move grabs her by the jaw and pinches painfully, while conversely dumping hunger into it to make it /oh/ so pleasurable. He makes a "tsking sound and smirks, "Now now, I don't kiss on the first date... What type of man do you take me for?" other then a liar obviously.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Trudy yelps, eyes flashing open in surprise, "Mmm, that's really too bad.." she sighs, stepping back, jerking her hand back. "Mm, but you tasted soo good. Let's dance again, hmm?" with a smile she leans forward, caressing his cheek before she turns and is swallowed by the crowds.

Buffy watches thoughtfully from a distance, slowly approaching. "Well. That was...Interesting to watch." she sighs, "Didn't get much out of Riven over there though.." a thumb jerk towards the skinny teenaged boy with the scruffy light brown hair, "Just a name: Carpe Noctum. Dawn had better not be involved.." she grits her teeth.