12535/B&E at the Magic Box.

B&E at the Magic Box.
Date of Scene:	07 December 2020
Location:	The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Summary needed. Incomplete Scene.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Thomas Raith, Cheetah, Willow Rosenberg, Ivory

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Buffy Summers has posed:
It's late at night, and the Magic Box is just about to close. Mary is a new worker at the shop, and not a very good one. But they've been busy and understaffed lately, with Buffy doing double shifts at her other job,Giles out of town and Willow busy with midterms.

Hooefully the box is safely locked up and alarmed in Mary's hands, but she's been lazy and sloppy lately and forgets to lock up properly.

Meanehile Buffy had arrived through the back door and was sparring with Thomas in the basement. They were expecting Willow to show up with dinner soon..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith has stripped to the waist and is wearing just a pair of marital arts pants. His Blue eyes locked on her's as he says "Honestly I couldn't disagree more..." He moves in to try to grab her and perform a simple toss, though he has little expectation of being able to actually grab the smaller woman. "If Firefly had gone on for more seasons the Quality would have dropped off and it wouldn't have nearly the fan base it does today."

Cheetah has posed:
Mary leaves the store for home. The front of the place is now dark and as quiet as any crypt. From one of the murkier recesses of the shop a pair of monstrous green eyes slip into being as though suddenly revealed by unseen lids. Jeez, Mary really *IS* bad at her job. Cheetah has been lying in wait back there for ages waiting for that putz to leave.

White teeth gleam through the gloom and Cheetah silently pads her way toward the front desk where the good stuff is kept. Her keen ears can hear Thomas and Buffy sparing close by but what she's planning shouldn't take long...

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow was a little late - unusual for her. But she made up for it by buying Chinese (Clint had turned her on to this one!)

"I brought lots of food! With and without meat!" Because, d'uh, she didn't eat meat. "We can dish it out?"

Ivory has posed:
    What brings Ivory to the Magic Box? Well, there's coffee... and there's a kinda late event that was hosted by a pride-march organizer... or rather, an organisation meeting, and Ivory is active in that area. And such had volunteered to drive their little VW Bus ovet there, over to Sunnydale, and then... well, caffeine need struck before the trip home. So now? They slip to the shop with weary eyes and a smile.

    For a short moment, they inhale, a little, brushing their white hair back. "Can... I still get something with caffeine? I need to get to the interstate and I better neither freeze to death nor run the bus to a ditch..."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks as she twists to the side, barely slipping out of the throw and springing gracefully back to her feet without missing a beat. "Oh yeah? Well I think they could have give it a better ending than that movie..could have gone on a other season at least!"

She rushes in at him, feigning a rapid series of punches towards his face then ducks down low for a foot sweep, attempting to trip him up.

Then the food arrives and she grins, glancing over, "Hey about time! I'm starving! Thanks for doing that, Wil!"

Meanwhile, upstairs, Mary has already left, and she didn't even think to set the magical wards, leaving this place wide open. Too bad the scoobies are downstairs making a lot of noise. There are so many gorgeous magical artefacts here, and potions and of course lots and lots of books and crystals.

Theres also a big shelf of newly arrived items earths front, including a large ivory shield adorned in expensive gemstones and gold.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith swats the blows from his face and hops over the sweeping leg. He moves to grapple Buffy again this time managing to pin her back to him, with his arm around her chest. He lowers his head to avoid the risk of backwards headbutt. So what Willow sees when she walks in is her bestie snugged tight up back agienst the naked chest of Incubus, his hand right under the bottom of her sports bra, his mouth at the nape of the Slayer's neck, and both of them breathing hard. Purely innocent. Honest. When Buffy speaks he lets the Slayer go and smirks a bit, "Please tell me that is Sweet and Sour chicken I smell..."

Cheetah has posed:
Meanwhile, Cheetah continues to creep about the storefront. Luckily(?), she can see as well in the pitch dark as she can in the daytime. Now safely ensconced behind the front counter her nimble, clawed fingertips tippy toe through some of the more interesting grimoires, fetish dolls, and other assorted tchotchkes kept there. Ugh! It's like this place was organized by some eccentric, bespectacled English professor! Oddly, she ignores the articles with obvious monetary value like the ivory shield. WhereIsItWhereIsItWhereIsIt!?!? The sounds of nearby activity have her on edge.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Of course!" Willow had picked up two of the large size of sweet and sour chicken - just in case. Plus ginger broccoli, fried rice, as well as egg rolls and vegetable rolls, plus other things. Everything was pulled out of the bags. "Enjoy!"

She tried to not think about the position.. after all, it probably was innocent, right?

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins a bit releasing Buffy and coming over to look at the offerings, then giving his head a little twist towards the stairs. "Willow did you bring anyone else in with you?" he asks cautiously. It's not exactly like he /heard/ something... more a feeling... like a half remembered perfume barely hinted at on the breeze..

Ivory has posed:
    As the shop went dark like moments before they opened the door, they sigh again, glancing through the dark window. Not that they have perfect night vision, but was that movement? Inside? Huh, curious. They move over to test the door, pulling at it while speaing up louder. "Hello? Anybody there?"

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow looks over what she had brought. "I don't think so?" And then she realized *what* he meant. "Ohhh.." But it must have been Ivory! "We're down here!" She calls.

Cheetah has posed:
Ah! Finally! A self-satisfied smirk oozes over Cheetah's face as her gimlet eye settles on a rather unspectacular looking charm tied to a ratty looking string and tucked away deep under the cash register. She reaches for it... closer... closer... almost ther--

The (annoying) sound of Ivory's voice (and Willow's equally annoying reply) pierces the blackness and cuts the taut silence like an axe. Cheetah lets out an ear-piercing screech and leaps skyward. She was so dedicated to her task that the notion someone would blunder in at the last moment and ruin everything simply wasn't on the radar.

Cheetah's head splits a shelf just above her, spilling the contents to the floor. Almost by accident she manages to catch a large shield adorned in gemstones and gold as she tumbles to the floor herself. It turns out cats don't always land on their feet!

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory blinks as the door really opens, and they slip in, eyes looking to the doorway that had given the voice, just becore the sound of a falling item came, and they looked ver to cheetah... "What the... HEY! Y...you normally got a catgirl throwing down stuff?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers pauses and stares at the ceiling. "Okay, I definitely heard something.." eyes narrow as she (reluctantly) disentangled herself fromThomas and is already bounding up the stairs to check.

"Who's there?" she demands, flipping on the lights.