12128/Talking and traversing among the tombstones.

Talking and traversing among the tombstones.
Date of Scene:	05 September 2020
Location:	Brendan Cemetery, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Buffy blows off some steam in the cemetary
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Raith, Buffy Summers

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Thomas Raith has posed:
Normally it's Buffy's idea of blowing off a bit of steam to head for the nearest cemetery and turn a group of Sunnydales "Sanguine Challenged" residents into glowing piles of ash. However, still annoyed at his cousin's 'gift', Thomas had decided to slip out early and try to blow off some steam of his own.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers wasn't expecting to meet Thomas out here..She had a lot of things weighing in her conscience tonight, and some of it had to do with Thomas' return from all those business trips that had kept him away for some time. It's a quiet night, although she had managed to find a vampire or two, and is currently beating one poor sucker to a bloody pulp, needlessly so, when she could have easily ended his suffering ages ago. What's gotten into her?

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith probably /should/ be working. Catching up on the paperwork that his time away has made him let slide. Still as he approaches Buffy massacring the vamp it causes him to pause and raise an eyebrow. "If you've run out of stakes," He says in a casual tone, "You can borrow one of mine. Put him out of his misery. He's a blood sucking abomination, not a pedophile."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns as she continues to hurls the vamp into headstones and trees, punching him hard and several times in the face, before jumping on him and pummeling some more, "Well yakknow, these guys need to be taught a lesson, they just keep coming, Dunno when to take a hint, keep tempting you, and when they get you at your weakest, you're, youre...." she sighs, clenching her fists around his neck, before pulling out that underused stake and eventually just stabbing him with it.

But even as he explodes into a pile of dust, spraying her already grey shirt with it, she still stares at the ground, clutching at the dirt and sighing softly. Something is definitely on her mind.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith walks over towards his lover and squats down on his haunches, tilting his head slightly. "Is something wrong?" he hesitates trying to think of /something/ that would put the Slayer in such an emotional state. "Is it Dawn?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers sighs and shakes her head,still sitting on the ground, because whatever. "No....Dawn's fine, I guess 'he's' always taking care of her.." still, the way Buffy can't even look Thomas in the eye is a give away. Something's up. "I'm fine, just...Tired." yes, tired. That's always a good excuse. Too bad she's a terrible liar. Thomas knows her better than that.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sighs a little bit and stands, taking a casual seat on the headstone of Ms Sonya Frieze and offering her a hand up. His fingers brushing the back of her hand and offering her a little help standing up... which with him sitting like that would put them about eye level. He then just says. "Bull."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers bites her lip but doesn't resist, letting him pull her to her feet. "Bull what? What are you talking about? I've had a long day, you know, going back to university, getting Dawn ready for school..." she feigns a yawn, "Been busy busy, see? I'm just real tired, maybe I'll call it a night.." still, Buffy continues to avoid his gaze, turning her face away as she busies herself with wiping dust off her shirt.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith reaches over and takes her chin lightly but firmly, turning her head to face him. He looks amused, calm as always, and just a little bit concerned. He gives her a slow beat and then says again "Bull. I know you to well Buffy. I sure as /Hell/ know what you look like when you've been overextending yourself. Now what is the matter?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly, but doesn't pull away. She knows better than to lie to him. "Thomas..." she sighs, "I'm sorry...I did a really stupid thing..I...I betrayed you, okay? I'm an idiot.." this time Buffy does pull away, ashamed of herself, angry too, that she did what she did.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas raises an eyebrow at that. The last time she had said something similar had been right after he'd watched her walk out of his club with another man. "Alright," He says simply, not getting off the headstone yet. Instead giving her a little space to collect herself, "Care to explain what happened?" he asks simply.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers reaches over to grab her stake, staring at it for a long time, her hand clenched tightly around it, trembling slightly. "I just....Guess I was going through a hard time. Willow and I have been drifting apart, Karrin's always with Harry now so I dont get to talk to her much lately..And you've been so busy with work, I haven't seen you much these last few months. Heck, I missed you so much, and then..."

She sighs, closing her eyes, "He was always there, trying to be 'nice', always protecting Dawn, keeping her company, keeping me company.." Buffy laughs, shakes her head. "It's stupid really, he's been pining after me forever, long before I even met you. Heck, people always tease us, though they should know better.."

She chances a glance at Thomas. "Even though they know I'm only in love with one person..It was always easy to resist him, but that one time, a moment of weakness.lWe were both drunk I suppose but maybe that's not an excuse. I was lonely, frustrated, figured I'd give him a present for his birthday. We got to laughing, dancing..He..He.." she swallows.

"He kissed me. I..Didn't pull away at first, but I did break it off, I ran off before anything else could happen..Havent seen him since..I'm..I'm sorry.." her voice has become very soft, a bit shaky near the end. Is she crying? Hard to see in this dim light.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith takes a moment, and if she looks she can see that his eyes take on a slightly lighter shade. The words obviously hitting a bit of an emotional core. He takes a few moments and then slides off of the tombstone, and walks over to her. He wraps his arms around her and holds her if she'll let him, letting her cry it out if she needs to. She can feel a bit of tension in his muscles. Perhaps a bit angry, but holding it at bay while he comforts her.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers closes her eyes, trying hard not to cry, not to break down in front of him, although really he's the only one she can break down in front of. Just a tear or two escape from her eyes. She blinks. "Why aren't you mad? Why aren't you even jealous? Don't you just want to...Punch me, right now? I betrayed you, like before."

She doesn't pull away though, calmed by his touch. "I love you, only you..But I keep letting you down, and you don't even care. Why?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sighs a little bit and holds her a moment longer then walks with her over towards a tall tree. It's actually pretty peaceful considering most of the Vamps seem to have taken the night off. He sighs slightly and sits with her. "I'm certainly not /happy/ or anything." He says calmly, tilting her face up and brushing her tears away with his thumb, but speaking calmly. "But mostly I'm upset because it was you that laid out the rules for our relationship on this matter." He leans away and shrugs a bit, "I don't look at sex the way you do Buffy. I never have. I probably never will." He sighs and picks up a dandelion, twirling it in his fingertips. "You see it as some ultimate act of intimacy. I never had that before. To me sex is...well it's a means to an end. A Fun means, but a means none the less." He smirks a bit. "Now if I caught you two snuggled up on the sofa watching movies and feeding each other popcorn, that would have likely set me off into a blind rage. But you finding another man physically attractive, like Madrigal the other night...So what?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns a bit, sitting down, sharpening her stake with a rock as she thinks. "I guess so..I suppose that makes sense. It must not be easy for you, given who and what you are. You're probably used to women crawling all over you all the time, right? Even now.."

"still, I have no excuse. I want us to be exclusive, I want you to know what real love is like...And you're right, I found your cousin attractive, and I find Spike attractive, only..Well we've been close for years. Heck, if you hadn't come into my life when you did and when he had left, things would have been different now.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods slightly and strokes her face gently, and turns her to face him again. He runs his thumb, humming with that intensity of his own hieratage over herc soft pink lips and asks softly "Mine?" his tone gentle and a bit teasing, but also forgiving. A question in fact as to say, "Are you still mine, because if so I am still yours.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles faintly, wiping the tears away, slipping her stake in her purse as she leans over. At least she's now looking him in the eye. "Of course, you're still mine, just...Lets spend more time together? I missed you.." she shifts over, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I meant it every time I say it. I love you, Thomas Raith. I want you, in every way.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smiles a bit and kisses her. Long slow and deep, that contains no small amount of his Hunger, sending those tendrils of pleasure through her. Slowly he breaks the kiss and he smiles. "I love you too Buffy. Wholely and completely." He brushes her hair from her face and adds "Two things though. First, if you screwed up, I think I am at least entitled to costumes in the near future, Don't you think? Also, please inform Spike if he ever tries to lay a hand on you again, that I will rip out his lungs and use them for bagpipes."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles faintly, totally relaxed now as she presses eager lips against his. She's missed this. Really missed it. Though she arches an amused brow. "Costumes? aLike my cheerleader costume or....?" she turns lightly red at the thought. "I guess I owe you, dont I?" though the response to Spike makes her smile a little, "..Oh yeah? I'll....Let him know..Although.." she sighs, "I feel bad.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a little bit, "I said costumes. Plural. We'll start with the cheerleader and go from there." He says wickedly and leans back. He sighs a little bit, raising a single eyebrow at that statement. "You feel bad... for Spike?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, "You're positively wicked, butIm game. I owe you that at least." she pulls her legs up on the bench, snuggling against him. "I guess I feel bad for him. He's more or less helpless, forced to be good. soulless but trying so hard.And..I've taken advantage of him before, used him I mean, not.." she shrugs. "Just not sure how to deal with him I guess."