12650/Who's Who: Battleplan

Who's Who: Battleplan
Date of Scene:	15 January 2021
Location:	The Blue Lady, Fort Joseph
Synopsis:	The Scoobies meet to discuss a new looming threat.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Thomas Raith, Phantasm (Drago), Spawn, Faith Lehane
Tinyplot:	Who's Who

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Buffy Summers has posed:
As evening falls, the club comes as alive as it usually does, and Buffy - in Tiffany's body - is becoming a regular visitor around the club. Although as the days wear on she is becoming increasingly anxious especially after an especially disturbing vision which prompted her to contact the Scoobies to meet her here.

Unfortunately she's been having trouble getting ahold of many lately, with school and work starting up again.Hopefully someone answers the signal..

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith is of course the first to respond to the Scooby Signal, since, yah know it's his club. He'd given the doorman instructions to lead the various members to the Club's wine cellar, which is where they were holding the meeting. He's moving a little stiff, as if his ribs were hurting him, but is cleaning a sawed off shot gun.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
If signal is another term for phone then yes. Nick did answer the signal. With Tony's tendency to take off world trips and bring people along with him plus the antics of a few other persons- Well, that's not necessarily a guaranteed thing. Being that Nick isn't coming to the club to play with the group, he doesn't bother dressing up and just goes with his tried and true attire. Being that he lives in the New York area and relies on public transportation when not using his pow- Yeah he's going to be a little later than any of the local help.

As he enters in, the musician glances around to the group gath-. He looks over to Buffy and Thomas "Is this it?"

Spawn has posed:
    The doors swing open, and the seven foot phantasm steps through the threshhold. Cape flowing and billowing, those green eyes glowing brightly in the dark atmosphere. Spawn never was one for subtlety, and these days he was getting more and more bold. Not a word was said to anyone, but he made his way to where he needed to go.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers watches Thomas with some concern, noting how stiffly he moves but says nothing. She's sharpening her battle axe, testing it before resting it in its case over her shoulder. When Nick joins them she nods to him, still focused and thoughtful. When Spawn enters, she knows this could go south quickly unless she explains and quickly.

She takes a cautious step towards him, remembering how he nearly killed her last time they met. But there was a good reason for that and she understands it was nothing personal. "Heh, didn't think you'd show. And before you start riddling me wuth bullets again, let me explain..It's me, Buffy, I've been body swapped with a vampire and now I have my memory back. So save your bullets and weapons for the real threat out there. Please and thank you."

Hopefully that will avoid anymore blood shed...She hopes.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith nods to Nick when he asks his questing, the Incubus offering his friend an easy smile. "Well I think Willow is still coming. My brother probably blew up Murphy's cellphone... again, so hard to tell if they ever got the message." He nods to Buffy adding, "Crush is pretty upset that he isn't invited but frankly the public is more likely to ignore the second coming of the inquisition more if we don't have a 12' were bear with us." When Spawn comes down the stairs he racks his shotgun, though he does not point it. "And I'd take it as a personal kindness if you didn't put more holes in my girlfriend, call it a gentlemanly courtesy."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As the door swings open dramatically. Nick's eyes close as he gives a slow nod. "Ok spoke too soon." He takes a deep breath before turning to look to Spawn. Head tilting upwards at the large figure. "New addition?" The musician asks, glancing back to Buffy and Thomas.

Spawn has posed:
    Spawn sees and hears the shotgun, and instantly his cape opens like bat wings to reveal the black and white inky leathery armor and the dangling chains. Hanging from his hip is a black desert eagle, and his right oversized red gauntlet looks ready to do some damage.

    "Boy, if you think you're grown, try it and find out. 'Made In Mattel' over here says that she's the Slayer, and as unbelievable as that sounds, there's been a lot of crazy shit happening lately. So, I'm willing to hold off on the execution for now, until I either see the evidence, or I decide to take your vamp head off. Until then...the Slayer requested my presence. Here I am. Now what?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane rolls up on her motorcycle, throwing up the kickstand and sideslinging herself over onto the sidewalk, her heavy treaded boots clomping a bit. She'd been in the middle of doing a drinking contest with some sailors down by the dock, but she could handle her liquor better than most. She's wearing a leather jacket and a Jack Daniels t-shirt, her dark hair bouncing a bit on her shoulders as she quicksteps down the stairs to the wine cellar and pushes her way in.

"Yo, B, what's up, what's goin'...what the fuck are you doin' here?" she asks the blonde, not recognizing Buffy but having encountered this form before.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods slowly, her gaze never leaving Spawn. Admittedly he's a good fighter and they once worked well as a team. She thinks he's trustworthy too after hearing his story and having asked around to back it up. "He won't cause us trouble. His prey is demons. Much like us. Isn't that right, Spawn?"

She nods to Nick and Thomas. "This is my friend Nick and my boyfriend Thomas. Thomas, Nick, meet Spawn, newest member of the Scoobies. Every demon's nightmare."

Aaaaand there's Faith. Oh joy. Buffy must be desperate. She sighs, turning to face her, smirking a bit. "Good to see you again too, Faith. Let's cut to the chase, I'm really Buffy but I got body swapped with a blonde bimbo vampire. Who is being chased by a demon worshipping cult which is probably why she swapped bodies with me. Recently I received a vision and now I know where to find them and I'm ready to put an end to this, cuz as cozy as this little wine cellar is? I'm itching to get back to my normal life and quit hiding. Cuz that's Soo not my style. Any questions?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane just kind of stares for a long moment, her brow furrowing and then she stomps her foot and lets out a string of obscenities likely unheard outside of pay cable television and even then putting their censors to shame, "You motherfucking liar! I can't fucking believe this shit. Are you shitsucking serious? I confronted you about you being a weird little freak and you gaslit the shit out of me. You couldn't just tell me shit? No, no, not Buffy, she can't ask for help, she can't admit she's in over her little blonde head, especially not to Faith, Faith's just a dumb bitch, she isn't another Slayer whose entire job is to fucking bail your ass out of hot water when you can't handle it. Jesus Maryfucking Christ, B, I'd be impressed by the size of your balls if you didn't keep usin' 'em to shoot me in the fucking eyes. FUCK!"

She walks over and grabs a chair, pulling it out and straddling it, "I need a god damn cigarette," she says, lighting up.

Thomas Raith has posed:
Thomas Raith eyes Spawn unflinchingly, one demon to another. After all the thing isn't quite as scary as a giant purple flaming poo throwing gorilla. Well not much more scary anyway. And then Faith walks in. Thomas blinks as the new comer enters and leans over, stage whispering to Nick. "Well This ought to be good... Any chance you can get us a wading pool full of pudding?" ... And then Faith goes off on her tirade which causes the man to laugh outloud. the far too handsome man smirking at Buffy, "I hate to tell you lover, but you were right. I do like her."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick's head turns slightly seeing Faith step in. There's a slight upwards quirk to the side of his lip as Thomas starts asking for pudding. "Can and will are two different things." He replies back to the club owner before he turns his attention to Spawn curiously. "Which re-"

He pauses as Faith starts cursing, looking back over to her. "Is her last name Chase by any chance?"

Spawn has posed:
    All the posturing, all the badass fire and brimstone, the threat of violence in the air. It was forgotten as Faith lets out her rage and anger on 'Tiffany'. Slowly, Spawn's cape slowly draped around him again, going practically 'dormant' while the furrowed, angry-looking eyes of his mask widened slightly in surprise. After a few moments, the Hellspawn turned to regard the blonde vampiric beach bunny and for the first time in his life, spoke without any hints of anger.

    "Alright. I believe you're really Buffy. Tell me how I can help."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers draws a deep breath as she prepares to deal with Faith's little tirade. "Seriously Faith? Chill out. It's not like we're exactly besties. Do you really think if you'd been body swapped with a blonde bimbo vamp and you bumped into me, that you'd want me to know you'd been stuck in an embarrassing Barbie body?"

Buffy flinches at the thought. "Actually scratch that, you'd probably be flaunting it.." she rolls her eyes, knowing Faith would do the exact opposite of what she would ever do. "Look, I didn't even have to call you tonight but after some deep thought I figured you deserved to know the truth."

She shrugs, "Hey, if you don't wanna relieve some stress by beating up some evil devil worshipping witches, the door's right there. But if you're ready to be a *real* slayer, you're welcome to join us." oh yes, feed on her ego. Hey it's worth a try.

Thomas' comment about liking Faith causes Buffy to frown a bit, not even acknowledging his comment. Instead she focuses on Spawn next, nodding quickly, "Once you're geared up and ready, we should head to Church du Lac. It seems to be their little hideout, and its where we found em the last time."

Buffy opens her mouth again as if to add something, and for a moment she seems..Troubled by something but shakes her head quickly. "They're gonna strike tonight so we should go soon, before the sun comes up."

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane blows a thick plume of smoke, "I'm not a body-shamin' beotch. Honestly, chick's pretty hot for a vampire. Too bad she's an undead piece of trash. I don't gotta flaunt what I got only cause ain't nobody about to miss it. And yeah, I ain't your BFF, but I am your fellow Slayer. Just seems like some rude shit to bullshit me when I call you out, just cause it hurts your pride a little. Fuck your pride, ho."

She looks over at Thomas and raises an eyebrow then throws him a wink, "This is your current boytoy, huh? You do got a type, no doubt."

The comment about being a *real* slayer makes her almost snarl, "I always go equipped, but I don't need nothin' fancy to rip witch ass. You point me at these bitches and I'll hold one's head in the toilet until she puts you back where you belong. Then we can dust Tits McGee here so she can't stuff ya back."

Thomas Raith has posed:
To be fair, Thomas always looks highly amused when a beautiful woman flirts with him. He looks highly amused now. He shakes his head slightly, "That part is more complicated." He tells the other Slayer. "Tits McGee, as you so eloquently put it, is trapped in a magic circle upstairs in my apartment. We need some sort of magical gizmo to swap them back. My brother is working on that. However before she did the mojo shuffle with Buffy, she pissed off this group of witches, and they are now trying to kill Buffy, thinking she is Tiffany. Don't think about it too hard, it'll give you a headache."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick tilts his head to the exchange between the two slayers, frowning. He glances over to Buffy. "Why do you go out of your way to insult people you're asking for help from?"

He doesn't wait for an answer, attention moving towards Thomas as he sums up what's going on to merit the current call for help.

Spawn has posed:
    "Witches. I shouldn't be surprised they're walking around, if vampires and other freaks are out doing the same. I'll be at the church, and I'll bring them a Hell they won't believe."

    With that, the Hellspawn turns and, after turning to glance over at Thomas Raith and scoffing at the shotgun one last time, the tall man in the long cape leaves and vanishes back into the night.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, folding her arms, "That's funny, as I seem to recall, when we first met, you lied about your watcher being on vacation. Among other things. So whatevs, I already explained myself." she nods, "You're right, you're my fellow slayer, so let's start working *with* each other instead of constantly being at each other's throats."

Nick's totally unwarranted comment is greeted with a rather shocked and angry glare shot his way. "What the...? Going out of my way to insult her?! Seriously, you don't even know our history so stay out of this Nick!" that actually gets her really riled up, especially in her currently feral and already confused form and it takes her a moment or two to calm down, clenching her fists, taking several breaths as she stalks towards the stairs.

"Seriously, I need some fresh air." and with that, Buffy stalks out of the cellar as well.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith Lehane just makes some "blah blah blah" noises and moves her hand to mimic talking at Buffy's back, making a rotten face and sticking her tongue out, "Whatever. Fine. I'm definitely not at your throat, though, cause your head's still on your shoulders. If I was after ya, I'd have ripped it off," she says.

She finishes her ciggy and tosses it on the floor, grinding it out with a boot, "So, time to open some wine and get lubricated for a fight."