12434/Lover's chat

Lover's chat
Date of Scene:	10 November 2020
Location:	Apartment, the Blue Lady
Synopsis:	Buffy and Thomas sit down and talk about life.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Raith, Buffy Summers

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Thomas Raith has posed:
Technically the Club is open, and Thomas is working. Instead he is watching Sonic the Hedgehog because that movie is hilarious. He's leaned back on the sofa, effortlessly tossing a bit of popcorn 3 feet into the air and having it land in his mouth.

Buffy Summers has posed:
The club is open but Buffy isn't working tonight. Fortunately she got a break from work and classes and strides in a bit roughed up after a lone patrol. Usually patrols help loosen her up a little, although she wasn't expecting to get shoved into a slushy snow puddle which left her clothes a bit soaking, and her shivering in these awkward autumn-turning-to-winter nights.

She lets herself in, raiding the fridge for a beer and stretching her arms, before striding to the sofa to rest her feet..And pauses as she sees she's not alone. Heh, of course she isn't.

"Hey Thomas, whathca watching?" she half-sighs, clearly tired as she shrugs out of her half soaked jacket, leaning over behind him to steal a kiss on the lips.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith kisses her back, light and soft, stroking her cheek and giving her a wicked smile. "At the moment? Watching the woman I love catch phemonia." He says with a chuckle. "Perhaps we should get you out of those clothes." He adds wickedly, though he is actually concerned for her health. Somewhat. Partially.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles softly, hovering a moment longer with her lips against his, which warms her instantly. "Yeaah, I need a shower, some hot chocolate, something comfy to wrap up in. Then I'll tell you all about the chaos surrounding our evasive friend Nick..Be right back!"

And on that mysterious note, she turns on her heel and heads to the shower to get all this dirt out of her hair and skin and slip into something more comfy..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith makes her what he affectionately calls "A Flanders,". To the uninitated (which is pretty much everyone not currently in this apartment a Flanders aside by mixing milk, sugar, a little water, a touch of vanilla extract and real cocoa in a sauce pan. After it is ready, he pours it in a large mug. He then tops it with whipped cream, adds a vanilla wafer into the cream. chocolate shaving. Puts a bit more whipped cream on the end of the wafer. Puts a marshmallow on /that/ and then toasts the marshmallow. He leaves this on the coffee table for when she comes out, then goes into the bathroom and puts one of those thick fluffy hotel robes in the towel warmer... and goes back to watching the Blue Blurr Battle and Belittle the Badnits and their boss."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers returns several minutes later, wearing some satiny pink and blue pjs that Thomas probably got her for Christmas last year or something. Comfy but sexy and flattering. And the silk feels soo good against her bruised skin right now.

She yawns and stretches her arms, pausing as she smells that familiarly delicious and cozy looking mixture on the table. "Mmm, my favorite! How did you know?" Buffy grins and winks at him as she snuggles on the sofa, grabbing her drink and sipping it slowly. "Mm, this soo makes up for that crazy fight with that gross snot demon.." She groans a bit and shudders at the memory.

"Thanks, I owe you tons now, don't I?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins just a little bit, patting his lap as an invitation before saying "It's nothing that you wouldn't do for me. And honestly it's no real trouble." He puts his arm around her and holds her tight," Now then. snot Demon?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles softly as she crawls into his lap, pressing against him, only too eager for his warmth. Hey it's getting cold out there. "Heh, that's true, but you still know I'm gonna treat you later.." she winks at him, reaching up to stroke his hair gently and hmms.

"Well..Yeah, spewed out some sticky goopy stuff, which apparently stuck me to the snow and ice and smelled really bad.." she shivers again, "But I sure made good work of him. Thanks for that battle axe by the way, came in real handy. I mean, I really loved those tonfa, but that battleaxe has a real nice edge to it.."

And she soo does enjoy ranting about her new shiny weapons. "But..I made quick work of him like I said..Right now, I'm more worried about Nick.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith chuckles a little bit. "I suppose that means I should just take back that bottle of perfume I was going to get you for Christmas and get you something sharp and/or pointy." He says playfully amused, just holding her and smirking. "Though I guess poking holes into a blob wouldn't help much... though I'd be afraid cleaving it in half would just get you two blobs."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers laughs, "What, sharper than an Axe? Although the sharper the better." she wriggles her brows at him and shrugs, "Awwe, I couldn't say no to perfume either. I mean..Not as practical and fun as weapons but..It makes me feel all pretty and girly. Which I really should do more of!"

Buffy chuckles at the thought. Hey, it's nice to get pampered once in a while. "I mean, maybe sharp and pointy with freezing or melting abilities? Now that would be cool.." and just the thought gets her excited..Except that she has other worries on her mind at the moment."

She sighs a bit as she peers into her hot cocoa-plus mixture, taking another sip. "But seriously, I'm really worried about Nick..You know, I haven't seen him in a long time, and last time I came to his apartment, I saw it had been covered in police tape..One of his walls had been blown clean off, and what remained was riddled with bullet holes.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith considers this for a moment and nods. "I haven't had to call him in in a few weeks. Maybe I should rectify that." He says calmly. "I mean it's Nick, saying his place was wrecked is sort of like saying Harry's place was burned down. It's concerning but not nessicarily beyond the pale." He smirks just a little bit. "I happen to like when I get to see your softer side. Maybe because so few others do."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns and shakes her head, grabbing his arm, albeit gently. "I dunno about that, Thomas. It sounded like someone who had killed his mom years ago might be targetting him now..What's worse, it seems the Department of Homeland Security is involved somehow. They are the ones who riddled his wall full of bullets. Apparently they're churning out some story that there was a hostage situation in the condo that Nick lives in, and he nearly got caught in the crossfire.."

She sighs, rubbing her temples as if the very thought gives her a headache. "Took me a while to get ahold of Nick, seeing as he wasn't anywhere to be found, and wasn't answering his phone for a few days. I assume he was in some hospital somewhere, laying low..Heck, I'm not entirely sure where he is now, although he mentioned staying in the same apartment building as the Fantastic Four..So maybe that's a bit or a relief?"

Buffy frowns, pondering, "I just dont like the idea of someone targetting my friends. And I know Nick's not helpless but..Geez, I just wish there was something I could do. Oh, and looks like some crazy Mercenary called the Punisher got involved too. Although so far, seems he's been working in Nick's favor. But I don't trust that guy.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods slightly, considering. "I mean that makes sense. Who would trust someone called the Punisher? Next people will be looking for the Vindicator... or worse "the Slayer." He smirks just a little as he says this but nods. "Alright, we'll look into it. I may have to call in a favor or two." which means connections on the Spooky and dark side of the street... but Nick is Family.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods. "Actually, I once had a run-in with the Punisher. He was out on a rooftop, giant telescopic gun in one hand, getting ready to snipe someone. This guy, I think he would kill anyone for the right money.." she narrows her eyes. "I'm sure Nick's not foolish enough to trust this guy, although looks like he was holding the gun when he demanded answers from Nick, and looks like he just happened to be going after the same people who had attacked and killed his mom a ways back.."

She smiles and nods. "Thanks Thomas. I'm sure you could get more information with your connections. And you're right, Nick is one of us, and I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to him. I dont like the idea that he's co-operating with the Punisher or that DPS is corrupt. He needs someone he can trust right now, and I don't think he should go it alone.."

That last comment does cause her to smile, although maybe a bit belated. "You like my soft side, huh? Do I really hide it too much?" she sighs and shrugs, snuggling up to him some more. "Guess it just comes with the territory, y'know, Slayer and all..But I guess you bring out the best in me. It's kinda nice to know I dont have to keep my guard up around you."