11524/Blood of the Ancients: Final Rendezvouz

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Blood of the Ancients: Final Rendezvouz
Date of Scene: 21 May 2020
Location: Beacon Hills, Haven (TBD)
Synopsis: Scoobies attempt to stop another recruitment of vamp converts.
Cast of Characters: Buffy Summers, Angel, Bakeneko, Dean Winchester




Buffy Summers has posed:
It's fairly late at night when Buffy finally makes a call to some of her Scooby and AI allies, asking them to meet her at a park, a seemingly quiet and abandonned park. But hey, looks can be deceiving and there must be a very good reason for why she called 'em out to this place, right?

There is a parking lot at the bottom of the hilly park although this late at night, there are a not a lot of people out..At least most of them don't seem to have brought transportation..

Except for what looks like a large school bus painted totally black, like it's one of those freaky party buses. It's totally empty right now though, but the sound of loud music can be heard coming from somewhere on the top of the hill.

Angel has posed:
Well, if there was a time when Angel would be able to take Buffy's call, it would be this time of night. Checking on a map for the location of the park, Angel heads there as fast as he could. Yes, a map. Darn phones were too advanced to figure out half the time, and GPS? Naw. A map was tried and true.

Avoiding all the people, Angel sticks to the shadows, and maneuvers closer to where Buffy said she would be. Hearing voices, he ducks back behind some trees, and remains hidden. Music. People. Black bus. WHat was going on?

Bakeneko has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro no longer has transportation. She has to take public transit, taxi, or hoof it to get where she's going. And that's quite unfortunate for getting anywhere in a timely fashion. The good news is, if she keeps to the back alleys, she can use a newly-discovered facet of her powers: superhuman speed. Her clothes weren't meant for it, but she's nimble enough to avoid any objects that might snag her skirt, at least!

And by the time the Punk Princess arrives on-scene, she catches sight of a tall man with vertical hero-hair: Angel. But no Buffy. She slows her roll to a standard human pace, trotting modestly into the park with a perky high-step.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is here, albeit in a bit of a 'disguse'..Although really she was never much of a cosplayer, but she tried. Most of the people at the 'party' appear to be dancing around a big bonfire, much like another 'party' she had intercepted.

This time she is dressed in a decidedly goth attire: Leather jacket with hoodie attached and pulled over her blonde hair, short red plaid skirt, black lace blouse underneath. Oh, and knee-high lace up combat boots. Hey, she doesn't look like your usual chipper Buff, but at least she's not gonna be tipping off any vamps that she met last time.

She steps out from behind a nearby tree and smirks at Angel and Katsumi. "Heh, there. Glad you could make it.." though she does glance around, smile fading a bit. "Just the two of you? well..Hope it's enough. No, I'm sure we're fine. You two can take care of yourselves.."

Buffy pauses, "Wait, have you guys met each other yet? Angel Katsumi, Katsumi Angel. sorry for short notice. Managed to trace the 'Carpe Noctem' society over here."

she nods towards the hill, "Looks like they're moving to 'recruit' more innocents..Soo we gotta sneak in there and try and stop 'em, though this is gonna be tricky. Last time we ran into Ghouls and vamps. They're both good at hiding. But I figure handing out 'free beer' enlaced with holy water should cause a bit of a stir among the undead at least!"

And with that, she holds up a couple big boxes of beer.

Angel has posed:
Although not embued with psychic powers, Angel suddenly gets a sense that someone was looking in his direction even though he thought he was blending into the shadows. Looking back at Katsumi, he sees her looking at him, and heading into the park. With a slight nod of ackonwledgement, he notes her, takes a good look, and then turns his attention to finding Buffy.

When Buffy steps out, Angel smiles, although he tries and hide it behind his right hand which then swoops up to ensure his hair is in just the right place. "Hi Buffy. I got your call." Looking to the woman he had just looked at, Angel shakes his head. "No we haven't met yet."

With a small pause, Angel nods. "Nice to meet you Katsumi. Do people call you Kat?" Then, he turns to where Buffy was indicating. "Well. Looks like we have a night of fun and frivolity then. Lead on."

Bakeneko has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro's stroll is the definition of casual-meets-carefree, the same sort of walk she's used on her way to the ring about a hundred or so times before. Confident. Controlled. Just that right amount of perky, unspoken sass.

When Buffy gets her attention, however, the ebon-haired punkette has to double-take. "Holy s***, Buff? That you? Ohmigod, are you trying to outpunk me? B****, I will /cut/ you," she (fake-)threatens with a playful smile. It's possible the gravity of the situation hasn't quite sunk in yet. "Nah, it looks good! You should do it more often!"

Attention is directed to Hero Hair, and Katsumi pauses. Those inhumanly-hued magenta eyes travel over him from shoes to face. A couple times. "Oh, damn," she asides shamelessly to Buffy. "I get it."

What does /that/ mean?

Hands link behind her back, and the Punk Princess girlishly twists at the shoulders, "Some do," she replies with a sweetly-uplidded gaze. One hand is freed briefly to brush a few wisps of silky black hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. "But no one's ever accused me of being an angel. Guess you got me beat, huh?"

But it's back to business, apparently. Katsumi turns her attention back to Buffy. "So we're givin' out beer to- wait, what? Vamps and ghouls? /Ghouls/? Like bone-gnawing zombies or some s***?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods, handing out a box of beer to Angel and another to Katsumi. "Be careful. It wont be long before they catch onto our plan. Then all hell is bound to break loose. With any luck, the normals will have the sense to flee, but hopefully we wont be outnumbered. By the sounds of it, there may be more people than before.."

To Katsumi she grins and shrugs, "Heey, gotta look the part, right? Besides, I wouldn't want someone from before to recognize me." she grins, "You're lookin' good too. Both of you. Think we may just be able to pull this off."

She does pause briefly, peering curiously at Kat's comment with a slight quirk of the brow. "Get what..? Wait, no we're not 'together' or anything..Anymore..Just..Friends. So! You guys ready?"

Buffy nods again to Katsumi, "Trying to rescue the mostly innocent people-who-want-to-be-vamps from the not-so innocent vamps and ghouls. But we have to make sure we're only killing the bad guys. Hence the holy water laced beer. Got it?"

And if there are no further questions, she'll start heading up the hill. Towards bright lights and music. And crazy people. "Stay close you two.."

Angel has posed:
Yes. What does that mean? Angel blinks at Katsumi, and raises an eyebrow. "Maybe so. My name may be Angel, but I am far from the biblical version, I assure you." His look was of cool, dispassionate, angst. "Well then, Kat it is. Makes things easier when knee deep in vampires or ghouls or whatever the Powers That Be toss at us."

Angel double checks to make sure he has his sword tucked away under his long, black over coat, and when he feels the cold deadliness of it, he nods. Next, he takes the holy beer. Now that was funny. "Right then. Buffy. Looks like we're the trio that is ready to go. I assume that Kat can hold her own, so I don't have to worry about her?" He follows behind as Buffy heads down the hill.

Bakeneko has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro nibbles her bottom lip, arms occupied with an assortment of adult beverages. She won't be passing out watered-down beer to minors, will she? She might take beef with that. Her head tilts to look at the drinks uncertainly, then back to Buffy. She's being left behind! Ack!

"But what the f***'s a ghoul!," she fusses, no longer expecting an answer.

As she falls in line behind Angel, her expression shifts into something a bit more on the grumpy side. She's being talked about like she isn't even here! Hmf. "Kat was women's champ more times'n a few," she grumbles. "And that was /before/ my eyes turned all weird..."

Dean Winchester has posed:
Make that four as Dean Winchester turns up with Baby, too. Apparently he's got the Impala to be quiet, okay, quieter than usual owing to the crunch of tires and no engine noise. With the parking brake on, he climbs out carefully and looks like he took off from a fraternity gathering. Dear Gods. What is he wearing? Tie dye t-shirt, jeans, battered sneakers....and his usual jewelry too. He's got a crate of beer in the trunk. He's already stopped off and laced it with holy water, and got his pistol, and knives, and fists, too. See. Dean's ready, all else fails, throw a beer can as a distraction and kick 'em in the nuts while they are fighting over beer. Buffyy did say this is a party after all...

Dean's ready to go too as he looks over Buffy and Angell with a nod, then to Katsumi. "Want me to leave the crate here or bring it with us?" Dean asks.

"Don't worry, it's holy water laced too" he grins. "I've thought about it and figured it out. Yes, I taste tested it to be sure. It tastes like Bud Light, so I doubt anyone will notice"
^ROh great. Dean outed himself as a cheap drinker. Good job. Deano

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers pauses only briefly, smiling at Angel. "don't worry, Kats can take care of herself, right, Katsumi?" she grins, "Guess you're about to find out. Ugly things that look mostly human but underneath they're hideously distorted and quite a bit stronger than vamps. It'll take a lot to take' em down, but hopefully we wont encounter too many of them tonight.."

She pauses as Dean arrives fashionably late, arching a brow. "Um, what ARE you wearing? This isn't a hippy convention, y'know." but still she can't help but chuckle a bit. "Please tell me you brought more holy water-laced beer, and those aren't for you to get drunk."

Buffy continues up the hill, "Last I checked, all the 'clients' from the tattoo parlour were around college age. Soo in their 20s, though I don't really care at this point if we're soliciting underage drinking, cuz we have lives to save.." oh, and she's never really been a fan of the police, save one..

As they make it the rest of the way up the hill, they are greeted by an interesting sight: A large crackling bonfire is set in the middle of the park. Loud music plays from a few speakers set up around the place. Large boulders are set roughly in a circle with people scattered here and there, some dancing, some drinking, some...Doing other illegal activities.

There's a wooden park bench set to the side and it's full of junkfood and alcoholic beverages though the latter is running low. This is where Buffy drops her box, though she starts handing them out to people as well with a smile. "Hey guys, got some fresh cold beer here! Have at it!"

Angel has posed:
"Well Kat. Ghouls can be of different types. However, in this case, I believe Buffy was referring to ghouls who eat the flesh of the living, and then take the form of the man or woman that they have consumed. It isn't a good sight, believe me." Angel nods towards Dean.

"Beheading does the trick for most supernatural creatures, including ghouls, so yeah, if you have a big knife, better get it ready." Angel taps his sword.

"Good to see you Dean. Always good to have a Winchester by your side when facing down these demons, ghouls, vampires and who knows what else. Welcome to the party." Angel continues to follow Buffy, briefing and talking as they go, almost laughing when Buffy tells them to drink the "holy beer". This should be interesting.

Bakeneko has posed:
Katsumi Oshiro blanches at the descriptions she's given of ghouls. Perhaps it would've been better to /not/ tell her what they're dealing with. Of everyone present, Katsumi is still extremely new to this bizarre and frankly terrifying world. "Ah-.. uh..," she stammers, finding her heart suddenly in her throat. "I don't-.. I- I- mean.." She doesn't carry a sword. Angel patting his only emphasizes how very unprepared she was. And the attention being put on the new arrival - Dean, of all people - makes it all worse.

"Oh, what the f***, seriously? /This/ guy?" Oh, she remembers him. "This two-bit grifting loser nearly got my car ruined! And some woman killed!"

Her posture is all tension and nerves. What is she walking into here? And when she catches sight, she immediately zeroes in on those engaging in licentious activities. They're young! Too young for that! Bad teenagers! She inhales through grit teeth and walks into the throng of them. "H-here," she offers, trying to keep the tension out of her voice. "Have a beer. Make your parents disappointed. You're young, who gives a s***."

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean's taking a different tack. Oh he knows but he ignores Buffy's jibe at his clothing, and wielding a crate of beer, hey, why not. He sets it on the bench andd is handing it out. Oh, that's Katsumi. The last time they met....it...uh....didn't go good really. Dean though is just amused, the 'disappoint your parents' thought is shared by Dean too. Hey when Dean was 20 or so he was hunting. He can have fun. He just....doesn't let himself often. Gotta keep sharp and focused...

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles to Katsumi, "Don't worry, I've seen you in action, I know you can do this.."

She eyes the group on the hill, making sure to keep her voice low as she talks to the others. But most of them are drunk and it's dark so no one really pays attention to the small group who joins them.

"Everyone spread out, and hand out your beers, keep an eye out for weird reactions, y'know, steam coming out of ears, people catching on fire.." she smirks, yeah this is gonna be a riot.

The group is already noticed though, and a couple of cute girls swarm towards Angel and Dean. "Hey there, handsome, wanna dance?" they chide, both dressed in ridiculously revealing goth mesh and leather. Buffy mostly ignores Kat's shocked look at some of the underaged drinkers, eyes narrowed as she finishes handing out beers and pays attention to those who start to sip their drinks.

Hey, a couple of them already don't look so well, is that steam coming out of their ears? They're both big and muscular, sporting neon pink and green mowhawks. Another girl in the corner starts choking on her beer.

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean grins. He's got this. This is totally going in his diary. Dear Diary. Today I helped America's underage drinking to reveal supernatural things. Sammy is very very disappointed in me...

Yeah right. Dean's on it handing out beer and keeping an eye out for weird reactions. Okay that's a few over there. And he's a chick magnet. Hey. Some things never change. Dean just shoves a can at the girls and shakes his head. "Can't. Got to give out all this beer first, girls" Dean says looking disappointed at not getting to dance with cute girls. Oh great. What /did/ Buffy drag him into?

Buffy Summers has posed:
A couple of mowhawk guys start swarming Katsumi too, grinning lecherously at her. "Hey there chica, how about you gimme a dance after we drink?" A few people are already starting to chug down the hold water enlaced beer. Angel is briefly distracted by a group of swarming valley girls who ask him to dance with them..

Unfortunately for Dean, two of the pretty girls who he gives a drink starts to shriek, steam coming out of her ears. One snarls, hurling the beer at him, while the other attempts to slug a very strong punch at him, given how petite and delicate she looks.

"Grrr, are you trying to kill us!?"

Buffy is also distracted as a couple of the people she handed beers start to steam a t the ears as well, snarling and swarming her. Someone screams, "They're trying to kill us!" and a few of them flee towards the party buses.

Dean Winchester has posed:
Dean returns the favor punch wise. Dean /does/ hit women. In extra-ordinary situations. Like now, being the target of demons....and things, and....yeah. He's fighting for his life now. Or at least, not die here and now.

Alright. Fine. Making Dean get the big guns. Vials of holy water it is...

Oh and more beer too, well, more spiked eer too, for the girls. Dean would never drink watered down beer. Bud Light is not his drink of choice..ever.

Buffy Summers has posed:
The female vamp shrieks, staggering back as Dean hits her. "Oh, oh, they're trying to kill us! Interlopers!" more screaming ensues as people continue to flee. All that remains now are about 9 people, scattered between Dean, Katsumi and Buffy. None of them have turned on their gameface yet, feigning innocence as the real humans flee to the apparent safety of the party buses.

It's only when they're all gone that the vamps put on their game faces, swarming the three, pushing back with more power. Buffy frowns, ripping off a wooden table leg from a nearby picnic bench, breaking it in half and tossing a piece to both Dean and Kats.

"Here, use these to stake 'em!"

Even as at least 7 of them seem to be normal vamps, two of them, one attacking Kats, another attacking Buffy seem to be extra powerful, stretching and morphing into giant freakish 7 foot tall apish twisted versions of humans. Ghouls.