11213/Buffy Resigns (Or Tries To)

Buffy Resigns (Or Tries To)
Date of Scene:	19 March 2020
Location:	VIP Lounge, the Blue Lady
Synopsis:	Buffy attempts to quit at the Blue Lady. Thomas convinces her to stay.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Thomas Raith

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Buffy Summers has posed:
It feels like an eternity since Buffy saw Thomas...And though she'll never admit it, she truly and deeply missed him. Which is probably why, in spite of the fact that she could easily just mail off her resignation letter, she chooses to drop it by his office in person..Of course even then she's a bit hesitant, hoping he won't be in, but secretly hoping he is..Any excuse to catch just a glimpse of her beloved dammit..

And so she knocks rather hesitantly on the door to his office, wondering of she can just sneak it on his desk and run off...Only...Maybe with any luck he'll be there...?

Thomas Raith has posed:
"Come on in Buffy." Comes the voice from the otehr side of the door. Not that guessing who it is is that impressive of a feat, she knows just how extensive the man's security system is. He's sitting on the corner of his desk, the jacket to his suit thrown over the chair. He was likely getting a jump on the days paper work judging from the stack of invoces on his desk. A White bow tie... and he only owns one... hands loosely around his collar, unties.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers swallows a bit as she pushes the door open, crisp white envelope in hand. "Um....Thomas, hi.." she pauses a moment to regard him. He's obviously well fed, and that makes her both a bit relieved and..Well frankly jealous in spite of herself. Old habits are hard to break.

"I'm sorry...I just...Dropped by to drop this off.." she glances around warily, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything....?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sighs a bit and shakes his head. "You'r not interrupting anything. Come on in Buffy." He eyes the envelope but makes no motion to take it from her. "Can we at least talk before we decide to do anything drastic?" He asks calmly, gesturing to his little conversation area.. the same spot where...well allot of their relationship started."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers draws a deep breath, considering that, and shakes her head as she swiftly crosses the room, handing him the envelope. "What's left to discuss? I screwed up, Betrayed you, said and felt terrible things...Seems pretty cut and dry." she shrugs, staring at the envelope, avoiding his gaze.."You know I can't stay here..I'm sorry.." there is pain her voice as if she's considered thus several times but too damn stubborn to consider alternatives.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith doesn't take the envelope and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Empty Night Buffy, Just..." He sighs and moves to pour them both a drink. "You realize we see this from two /completely/ different angles, don't you?" he asks opening the bottle of scotch that went with the tie. Either a toast to what was, or a celibration of new begining for them. Either way an occasion special enough for that bottle.

Buffy Summers has posed:
"I know..." she glances at the drink offered and shrugs. "Sure, why not? One for the road..." she smiles faintly, grabbing it, taking a long sip. "You...Look well..." she frowns, "I mean, you were pretty exhausted when ...And now you...And I just..You know, was worried, but.....I guess it's not my job anymore. I just.."

Buffy eyes the untouched envelope, "You know I'm right, I don't belong here, with you...I'm just not good at relationships, it never works out..I'm just..,Maybe I should focus on Slaying full time.."

Great, now she's babbling, she should just make a quick exit while she still can...Only she can't...She misses him too much..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shrugs simply and says "The way I see it, the status quo had been broken. As it stood there was no possible way to continue our relationship as it stood. You made a sacrifice that, at the very least, give us the oppertunity to pick things back up and put them back together." He hands her her drink. "I love you for it. Love you more now then before even."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shivers a bit at his words, taking the drink, flinching a little as her fingers accidently brush against his. Gut reaction maybe? But at least she doesn't cause his skin to sizzle this time, "But, you don't get it..I didn't do this for you, I did it for me...Because I was angry, jealous even, when I saw you with those two girls.." she grits her teeth, "I just..Wanted to feel better but in the end I felt nothing, but disgust at my self." she clenches her fists, "You always say you're the monster, but I'm the true monster..How could you possibly be okay with that? Just take the damn envelope...Please.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith doesn't take the damn envelope. "So what?" he asks simply, looking at her curiously. "I am a monster. I am what goes bump in the night for some people. You know how many of my kind think that I am crazy for wanting to be with you because you are the boogy man to them? Buffy, I asked you to go out and do the very thing you did. Practically begged you to do it. Now I should be mad at you because your motives weren't pure as the driven snow? Empty Night that doesn't make you a monster, thjat makes you human."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers takes a very long sip from the glass offered, wishing she could just blank out the past week and forget about it..But she can't of course. She stares at the envelope with a sigh, "Geez, You're Soo damn stubborn..." she takes a step towards him, glaring at him, "So what, they give you good advice and you refuse to listen? Didn't you hear what I did to the last person I loved? Do you wanna end up like that? You're crazy! I just...Just wanted to save you, make things better, but now I've made everything worse...I can't even think straight dammit! How am I supposed to do my job, or even stay here when all I think about is you? It's a conflict of interest..We were wrong...This will only end in disaster.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
"Allow me to make a counter arguement to that," He says simply and then he reaches out, pulls her close and kisses her. He doesn't feed on her, well not much. Just enought to put a bit of /zing/ into the kiss but not enough to at all cloud her mind in any significant way. "I. Love. You." He says softly when the kiss breaks.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Her eyes widen as he pulls her closer, eyes fluttering closed, "Thomas..." she murmurs simply, softly, but doesn't protest or pull away as he kisses her. Her arms wrap around his waist, pulling back only briefly, glancing up at him questioningly, "Why do you have to..." sighs, hugging him tightly, resting her head against his chest, all logic and reason thrown out the window. "I...I missed you.." she confesses softly, squeezing her eyes shut, "Why's everything have to be so,..So confusing?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
"It's our lot in life." He says sofly and adds in a playful tone, "It's not allot, but thats life." He shivers and holds her close to his chest. "I missed you too, every second since you've been gone.." He kisses her again, giving her lower lip a little nibble and adding "If it make you feel better, if I ever see that man with his hand on you again, I'll rip out his lungs."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers closes her eyes, letting him hold her. Well, there goes her whole dramatic'And this is why I should leave' speech, out the window. Blah, there it goes...."Forget him, he was just a passing fancy, I just..All I could see was your face when I closed my eyes.." she laughs, clutching his hand, "This is insane, you and me, just..Why do I always fall for evil? Only, you just look like an angel to me.." she frowns softly then, peering up into his eyes, caressing his cheek gently, tenderly, "Just, no more surprises..?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith gives her a look of pure wickedness, and takes the envelope from her, giving it a little flick of his wrist and sending it perfectly into the waste paper basket. "Oh I don't know... I may still have a surprise or two you might even enjoy."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers widens her eyes, peering towards the letter, "But..I mean..I acted terribly down there, we're bound to have other awkward situations in the future. Are you really okay with this? Me working for you..?" But Buffy can't help herself it seems, nuzzling against him, running her hands along his chest. "You know, you make it really hard for me to concentrate.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
A slow smirk crosses his lips and he says "well..." and then uses an arm to brush everything on his desk clear of it and easily lifts her up placing her on top of it... "Let's do something about that." He offers wolfishly...