12649/A New Slayer in Town

A New Slayer in Town
Date of Scene:	14 January 2021
Location:	The Blue Lady, Fort Joseph
Synopsis:	Buffy considers things with Faith back in town and has a heart to heart with Thomas about her recent behavior.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Thomas Raith

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Buffy Summers has posed:
Another busy night at the club finds an increasingly restless Buffy, still in Tiffany's body, lurking about, making her usual rounds, drinking too much out of sheer boredom, dancing just to exhaust herself before retreating to the gloomy wine cellar, trying to immerse herself in some cheesy paperback Kung fu novel, although her patience these days is wearing thin..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith comes down the stairs, though with perhaps a little less spring in his step then normally, considering the bandages currently wrapping his chest. Not that he minded at the time mind you. He glances across and nods to his staffers, checks with Yosa to be sure there has been no sightings of any group with Red in it's name. then he moves over to check on Buffy, stepping up behind her and covering her eyes.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is too deeply immersed in Kung-Fu: The novelization, to really notice when he sneaks behind her, although she'd know his scent anywhere. She smiles fondly, putting down her book. Really, he's the only upside to her day lately. "Hey lover, where you been?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins wickedly, kissing her throat softly from behind and smiling. "It turns out all creatures have they're weaknesses. Werewolves have silver. Vampires have sunlight, fundimentalists have scientific evidence, and Nightclub owners have paperwork." He shakes his head a bit, "Had to catch up on mine. I can actually feel my brains leaking out of my ears.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers can still smell the blood from the scratches she inflicted on him, not to mention the heavy feeding on his shoulder. It causes her to frown a bit, turning around to inspect the bandages. "I did this to you, didn't I? It was..Worse than I thought.." she sighs, not at all happy about this at all as she reaches up to gently, carefully touch his chest. "I...Lost control. You should have stopped me sooner."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith looks a little amused, but shrugs slightly. "I was kind of into it. The scratches will heal. Won't even be a mark in a day or three." He says amused, "If it had gotten to far I /would/ have stopped it. Believe he. He tilts her head up and kisses her softly.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles softly, leaning in against him with a soft sigh, "You really are a masochist, aren't you?" she wraps her arms around his neck, drawing him close, "Do you..Really like me better this way? All violent and primal and vicious.." to break away.she pouts a bit but doesn't want to break away. "Will you..Miss this side of me when I return to normal?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sit's casually on a case of Sauvignon Blanc and smiles, "Better? no, I don't like it better. I /like/ it. I hope then when we get you back where you belong, you won't be afraid to explore it a little bit now and then." He says shrugging. "It's inside you, and i want to explore every part of you. The Dark, and the light. "Will I miss this part of you? I hope not, because I would hope you'll let that bit of Primal Buffy out now that we know she's there."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods slowly, biting her lip as she moves to follow him, grasping his hands tightly, "I think..lId like to..Explore more, with you too. Did you know that a Slayer is not completely human? We possess the heart of a demon, and a killer instinct to match. Guess that's what makes it harder to control those..Primal urges."

She smirks at a thought, "So..Those ropes you used to tie Tiffany with..I wonder what other..'surprises' you keep hidden under your bed?" almost the moment she says it, Buffy regrets it, her face reddening slightly. "Uh, or maybe that's..Asking too much..?" she laughs nervously.

"I guess there's always a fine line between good and evil, especially when you're the Slayer. Faith and I are two sides of the same coin.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith looks a little wolfish at her blush, smirking ever so slightly. "Well maybe when It's not all being protected by a magic circle, we'll have to go up there and explore a little bit. After all a Nice Girl from Sunnydale... I bet I could...broaden your horizons." He says wickedly, enjoying the contradictions of her blushing and the mental image of her throwing him down and simply taking him. He tilts his head slightly, "Oh, does she have a sweet nice girl side she keeps burried?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles faintly as she clasps his hands but laughs nervously at his teasing. "Heh...Maybe.." she looks away a moment as Faith is mentioned and shrugs. "She's...Complicated, broken family, highschool dropout. Her first Watcher was killed in front of her and she was on the run from a demon gang for a while. I know there is a sweet girl beneath the tough exterior, but..."

Another shrug is given, "Heh you finally got to meet her, seemed like both you and Nick were enamoured of her." which doesn't bother Buffy. Not in the least....Except that she doesn't seem so happy about the very subtle flirting she noticed between them.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smiles a little bit tilting his head. "It's not your job to save her though." He says simply. "Because that is what I saw back there, a Big sister who did good, and a slightly younger sister who wants to get out of her," and here he does air quotes "Little miss perfect shadow." he puts his hands down, "To her, she probably thinks you've had everything handed to you. Living Watcher who loves you like a daughter. close circle of friends who will charge into battle with you. A boyfriend with good looks on loan from God.."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers hmms and nods thoughtfully, "You might be right, and I get it, I really do. She's had it hard and I want to trust her, just.." she shrugs, "She's impulsive, doesn't follow orders well, not a team player and tends to act rashly, often putting others in danger..Heck, she wouldn't have even been..Activated, if I hadn't..Died..But..Now she is without a Watcher and with all these powers she doesn't know what to do with. I'm the closest she has to a big sister, if that's what she wants."

Buffy pouts a bit, "Only, I'm hardly perfect, heck, I probably should have been straight with her, instead of pretending to be someone else. But it was honestly..Humiliating. Knowing she would have mocked me, heck, maybe even tried to slay me just to one up me. And now it seems that Nick's mad at me too...Did I mess up big time?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sighs a bit. "You messed up. Not big time, and in no way irredeamably that I could see." he says with a shrug. "To err is human. It's cliché but clichés are clichés for a reason." He smiles a bit, "And having it rough isn't a license to be a bitch either. It's understandable /how/ it can happen, that doesn't make it unavoidable. Look at Harry. Our mom died in childbirth. His father died when he was what, seven? Years in the foster system before being adopted by a psychopath. And sure he can be a little scary sometimes... But he's a decent guy. Bit of a geek. He wants to help people.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods slowly, "I suppose..But hey, at least I told her in the end? The rest is up to her, if she wants to help, heck, I get it, she wants me to be straight with her, it's just hard I guess..Trusting her you know? I just never know how she will react. And..What's up,with Nick lately? He's been so,moody. Do you think...Am I being a bad leader? Pushing people, getting peoples' backs up? I...Dunno...."

Buffy really can't help but chuckle at Harry. "He's a good guy, his heart is in the right place, even if he's a bit too bitter and cynical at times but I get it. I suppose I was spoiled, privileged. Not too long ago, I was the popular pretty spoiled rich kid..,Until my parents divorced and I I was activated as the next Slayer, then I just became a 'freak' and a 'weirdo' in everyone's eyes."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith grins a little bit, "People like freaks and weirdos. Why else do you think most teenage boys will tell you goths are hot?" he says with a bit of a grin, rolling his neck. "And you /are/ the leader Buffy. And sometimes it's a leaders job to push her troops and get their backs up." He tilts his head, a thought occurring to him, "What happened to the Slayer before you I wonder.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, bringing his fingers to her lips, "Hmm. You don't think I push the troops too hard? I mean..Spawn, doesn't seem to mind so much, he's a natural born warrior. But Nick, he seems tired all the time, and Faith, is.." she grimaces, "Well she's always trouble, but she's always ready to jump unto action at least?"

Buffy sighs, "Tell me honestly. Am I a good leader? I'm used to falling on Giles or even Constantine for tactical planning but more and more I find myself having to bear that weight myself, and half the time I'm not sure if I'm doing it right.."

She peers at him thoughtfully, "You were never really straight with just how much older than me you are, although the whole joke with being my.,.My 'foster father' was totally a red flag.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shrugs a bit, "I'm a supernatural being. I age slower then most." He says with a bit of a shrug, "The whole age is just a number thing... And you never asked." He says mildly amused. "Besides, the age gap isn't nearly as bad as say that between you and that guy who sounds like Harry doing a bad impression of a Brit." he says with a a skeptical look. It's unfair of him really, Spike sounds like Harry doing a very, very good impression of a Brit. He stands up and looks her in the eyes, "Take this from the man who loves you Buffy. The man who would die to protect you. Kill to prevent you a moments pain." He strokes her face softly. "You are a good person. You are a wonderful friend. You are strong, and kind, but not afraid to kick someone in the ass when they need it. That makes you a good leader. The tactical shit? that will come with experience." He smiles a bit, "And as Lara once told me, Experience keeps you from fucking up, unfortunately fucking up is how you get experience."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a curious brow at him. "Okayyyy fine, so I have a habit of dating centenarians, but...You.." eyes narrow on him intently, resting her hands on his shoulders now, almost as if trying to prevent him from leaving, from avoiding the conversation, "I'm asking you now. How old are you..Even if it is just 'numbers' to you, or whatever.."

She seems genuinely curious, "You realize I'm no longer interested in either Spike or Angel anymore, right? Our time came and went, we've all moved on." she shrugs and chuckles, shaking her head.

"Lara sounds like an...Interesting person. I'd really like to meet her one day, even if she is "dangerous' as you say." she smirks, leaning in a little closer, "Afterall, she'd be technically my..What, sister in law or something, right?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith sighs a little bit and shakes his head but if the woman is going to ask and honest question, "I'm 36." He says mildly amused, "Though my age slowed to a crawl in my mid twenties. My father is over three hundred and could pass for someone in his late forties who has taken excelent care of himself." He tilts his head, "Why do you ask about my age?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks slowly at that, shrugging and laughing nervously, "I dunno, I guess..I'm only 21 but, with my healing factor, will my age slow down too, or will I one day grow old and grey while you're still young and pretty? And will it make things.lHarder?"

She shrugs, "Maybe I think too much, just..,I guess I should be thankful, most slayers dont last long past the first year or two.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith shrugs a bit. "It probably will." He admits candidly. That's assuming you don't die hunting Vampire Zombies from dimension X, or my father doesn't get bored trying to get other people to kill me and just hires a hitman, or we don't step off a curb together and get creamed by a buss so hard they have to bury us in the same pyrex jar." He says with a sigh. "Fifty years from now? Twenty? Ten? five? I honestly don't know what we'll be facing then Buffy. I don't want to know. I'd rather be surprised. Hell at Thanksgiving I would not have expected to be having this conversation with you while you were decked out in Stripperilla's loaner body. What I know is I love you. You love me. I know that tomorrow, I will love you and you will love me. that's enough. It's all I need.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods and sighs, closing her eyes momentarily, as if trying to imagine what may lie ahead of them. "Geez, isn't that a little over the top doom and gloom?" she smirks, open Int her eyes, drawing nearer as she traces her fingers over his lips, a playful smile on her face.

"I think we're looking too deeply into it, don't you? I mean..As cheesy as it sounds, I'd like to hold on to the notion that 'as long as we have each other, we can accomplish anything', blah blah blah.."

She chuckles, attempting to tickle him under the armpits with a playful smile, "I mean honestly, all this 'destiny ' and 'prophecy and 'Responsibility' is way overrated, don't you think?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith giggles like a school girl, because as she well knows her is extremely ticklish. "StopitStopitStopit!" he says around peeling giggles, Biceps instinctively tight to his body to try and deny her access to his armpits, even though that leaves his sides, knees, neck, ect completely exposed. Finally, out of raw desperation grabbing her with both arms and kissing her hard.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers laughs, "Cmon, you act all tough, but I know your greatest weakness!" she laughs, continuing to tickle him, though when he kisses her, her eyes widen, stumbling back, arms wrapping around his neck again as she leans into him again, lips pressed hungrily against his.

"Thomas.." she murmurs, pressing her lips against his more hungrily, too distracted for a moment or two to actually talk. Or think.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith kisses her, dances his tounge hunger with her's, breaks away slowly and smirks, "And i know your's." He says amused stroking her face softly. "I love you Buffy. From here to the Empty Night, I love you."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles softly, leaning into him still, "You're Soo crazy, you know that? Though it's a kinda crazy I kinda love.." she grins as she reaches up to gently stroke his hair, "Soo you think you know my weakness huh? What is it then, smartass?" she's having too much fun at his expense.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks just a little bit, "Why it's as obvious as..." He looks down at her over inflated breasts and smirks /just/ a little bit before saying "Nose. Your weakness is... me." He gives her a wicked smile, "And mine is you. so we are both doomed."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers pouts a bit, arms still wrapped around his neck, "Dammit, was it that obvious?" she laughs, "Even so, I'm glad knowing that you can take care of yourself, and I don't have to worry, but.." she sighs, seeming troubled, "I hope that won't distract you from what needs to be done..The greater good and all that.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith lifts her up, carries her over to the bed they've been sharing for most of this time. holds her gently. "Buffy, I've told you before. I'm a monster. The only greater good that I am concerned about is you." He strokes her face, kisses her tenderly. "So I will do whatever needs done, with the focus of a falcon on a dive, because it means bringing you all the way back to me."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shakes her head, pressing a finger to his lips, "Shush. You aren't a monster, at least, havent I managed to make you a bit less of a monster if even a bit? Given you purpose with the Scoobies? Given you a way to..To feed, without hurting innocents? That's gotta count fir something, right?"

Still she doesn't protest when he carries her to the bed, cuz to be honest, it's been a crazy day, and she could do with a little relaxation, with the one who makes her happiest in the world no less. "Dont forget, we work together, we work as a team, right?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smiles a bit, though he doesn't answer her questions directly. After all is a monster who stops doing monsterious things still a monster in the end? "Always a team." He agrees, laying her on the bed then moving to take off her boots... And then, because he loves her, begins to massage her feet.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers ooohs, "Foot massage? what's the special occasion?" she laughs, flexing her feet - not as delicate and petite as Buffy's but...Still nice. "Not that I'm complaining mind you.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith smirks a bit, amused as she relaxes and he works his thumbs into the arches of her foot slowly. "Occasion, hmm lets see." he says "Maybe for almost getting in a cat fight with a hot brunette slayer?" he asks in a playful tone. "I mean that image is going to be burned into my mindfor ages." He says with a grin as his hands work over her foot gently but firmly. "Or maybe it's because you are so hard on yourself and I like being the one who takes care of you occasionally." He slides his hand to her other foot, "Or maybe, just maybe, it's because I am totally in love with you Buffy Summers... and I want to."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers narrows her eyes at the mention of Faith again. "Really? You really think she's hot?"she shrugs and smirks, "I mean..Is it true that watching girls cat fight gets a guy all...Horny?" she chuckles a little, "Just...Do get any ideas about...Ooh.."

Eyes widen as he hits a tender spot on her tired, aching feet. She really has been overworking herself hasn't she? "You're too good to me.." Buffy murmurs with a relaxed sigh.

Thomas Raith has posed:
"clichés are clichés for a reason." He says with a wicked grin, smirking ever so slightly and shaking his head playfully and grinning. "And I know, I know, you made it abundantly clear that anything more then a ...one course dinner..." He says playfully, "Was off the menu if we were going to be together. Doesn't mean a man can't have his own little wicked fantasies, does it?" He grins just a little bit and kisses the same spot he just rubbed. "Besides, I prefer blonde anyway."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow at that. "Yeah...She seems to have that effect on everyone. Tried to seduce my last boyfriend too. " she shrugs, "I honestly get to thinking that she'd never actually sleep with so,wine she truly loves..If she's capable of loving anyone..Maybe I'm just biased though."

She smirks, "You're still considering that? Really?" she groans and rolls her eyes, muttering something about guys. "Hey I'd do almost anything for you but..I dint think two people can have a healthy monogamous relationship and bring a third factor into play without serious consequences. As you know." she arches a thoughtful,brow at him. "Do you..Regret that..?"

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith looks amused, "I'm entirely too egotistical and narcissistic to have regrets." He says in a playful voice, grinning slightly and shaking his head. "And considering I never thought even /having/ something that even closely /resembles/ a healthy monogamous relationship, I intend to do everything in my power to keep the one I have." He kisses her toe and grins shrugging. "imagine chocolate cake. In the past you were able to have as much as you wanted, whenever you wanted. Even have two or three..." He pauses as if remembering something wicked... "Or even four pieces at a time. But it was just a Pillsbery cake mix." He walks up and and sits on the bed gesturing for her to roll on her back so he can work her shoulders. "Now imagine someone said you can have /this/ piece of cake... it's german chocolate, rich and delicious and perfectly balanced. the flavor is intoxicating to the point of madness, and carries you to heaven... but the cost is, you can only have that so much superior cake... you can have your absolute fill of it, but you can't have Pillsbury cake mix any more. Would you miss it?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles as he talks if cake, licking her lips and nods, rolling over, shrugging out of her jacket so he has access to her bare shoulders underneath the pink halter top she wears, "Ooh, I do like cake it's ray been a while..I still remember that oversized giant chocolate cupcake you made me."

She laughs, but arches a brow, "Wait..I'm the chocolate deluxe cake..Well I'll bet I'm at least tastier than the others but...I'm sure you don't wanna just eat me up til there's nothing left but crumbs right?" she laughs and then sighs, "Though I miss the sensation of being fed off of...Though I'll bet it feels somethinglike when I feed off of you.."

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith tilts his head slightly and grins a bit, "Maybe. I've never been a sengir vampire, so I wouldn't know what that feeding is like but for me..." He considers... "It's like being thirsty, so thirsty that your throat feels like sandpaper... and then you get that drink of cool water. It's like that... but inside... like in your soul..."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers chuckles, "I know, I know...You told me before, right? On,y now I can understand that thirst a bit better..And I know how it feels to be..Addicted too.." she grins, almost wickedly, ferally as she licks her lips, reaching for the collar of his shirt to pull him towards her.