12924/Catching up on old times.

Catching up on old times.
Date of Scene:	30 March 2021
Location:	The Blue Lady, Fort Joseph
Synopsis:	Faith runs into Buffy at her security job. They talk Slayer business.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Faith Lehane

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Buffy Summers has posed:
There is a reason why Buffy spends a lot of time at the Blue Lady, and it's only partly because she shares the apartment above the club with a certain vampire (No, not that vampire, not the other one either!). Okay..So it's complicated.

Anyways, here she is, working a late night shift, dressed in a smart black suit, black tie and fitted white blouse. Oh yeah, looks like she's doing some sort of security detail as she walks through the club, keeping an eye on people. And if she's a bouncer, she probably looks like a joke to those who don't know what she's about.

Tonight there's a live band playing, which isn't all that unusual, although the prohibition era themed club is still pretty unique with its 1930s themed uniforms, speakeasy and cigar girls.

Faith Lehane has posed:
It had been a while since she had visited here. It hadn't been much of a visit either. More business than pleasure. Which completely sucked when there was drink and partying to be had.

Thus Faith was back tonight, thinking she would be away from anyone she knew and could just chill. Relax. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a red top, a black leather jacket over the top that hid her toys. It also was stylish.

She paid the cover charge at the door then wandered in, taking in the setting more this time and smirking a bit at the costumes of that staff. Now that was cute. She wasn't quite sure what the story of it all was but it was entertaining.

She headed for the bar where she found a stool and hopped up. "Beer. In a bottle." Before the bartender could ask what kind she added. "Surprise me."

Buffy Summers has posed:
The barmaid smiles sweetly at Faith and nods, "Sure, sugah, how about a Tactical Nuclear Penguin?" and she disappears behind the counter to make the drink, some fancy beer with a kick, pushing it towards her.

The music continues softly in the background, an upbeat number that has many folks hitting the dancefloor. With all the interesting period costumes out there, some are subtle, others not so much, Faith will probably have little trouble fitting in. A few men give her a long look and a smile, beckoning her towards the dancefloor.

And in the midst of it all, a certain familiar blonde Slayer pauses by the bar, ordering nothing more than a tall glass of ice water. Hey she's on duty afterall. "Thanks Maria." she smiles and nods to her, sipping the drink.

Faith Lehane has posed:
Faith holds up an index finger in a classic one-minute pose to the guys on the floor. Then she motions to her drink and goes to sip it. It is a lot stronger than she expected and her eyebrows lift. "Well that's new. Never hard of that." She raises the bottle in a toast to the bartender then spins back around as she hears a familiar voice.

"B?! Is that you? What the fuck are you wearing?" Faith asks with a laugh.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is mighty glad that she's not stuck in that busty blonde bimbo vampire anymore..But being caught on the job is s till awkward. A little. She draws in a deep breath, not really wanting to run into Faith of all people. Not on a long, tiring shift.

"Faith. Fancy meeting you here. Again." she smirks. "What, too fancy for you? I guess you've never worn a suit in your life, have you."

Faith Lehane has posed:
"I was trying to find a spot. Remember this one and figured I would check it out. Not sure this type of music is my thing but it's not bad. And the costumes are cute," she adds, nodding to some of the other staff who are dressed more period instead of business like Buffy.

"Nah, never worn one. Never wanted too. Looks hot and I don't mean sexy although hey, I'll give you that cause you do wear it well. But like sweating hot and hard to move in. I'll stick to my usual awesome style." Which is to say really none.

"Why you all dressed up though?" It hasn't sunk in she's working.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods slowly. "Right, I guess the last time you were here, things were a little..Awkward." y'know, discovering Buffy was the blonde bimbo vamp due to some body swapping mojo. Fun fun.

"Yeah, it can get hot, but it's actually a lot thinner and more breathable than it looks. Besides I'm not like, running around all the time."

She laughs, "Oh, I didn't tell you? I work here, doing security. We all get to wear these. Me..Crush, Axe. Oh yeah, I guess my work name is Ice." shrug, "Don't look at me, wasn't my idea. Soo..How you been?" Buffy is really more curious than anything. She's used to Faith coming and going for longer periods than Spike even.

Faith Lehane has posed:
"Ice? That's stupid. Far more scary to have a Buffy with Axe and Crush. Cause people would underestimate you since you sould like a cheerleader. Well, guess you were one so fitting," Faith adds with a smirk as she sips her beer.

She gives a shrug as her answer to the question. "You know me, B. I'm five by five." That cocky grin she often wears reappears, the one that helps hide the real person. No ones business about what happens behind that mask.

"Finally tracked down some vamps I'd been after." With the noise in this place, unlikely that she'll be overheard. If she is, she doesn't care. "Not the ones that killed my Watcher but another group. Liked to kidnap girls. Took a bit of work. But worked out in the end. For me. Not for the dust."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks. "Five by five...I mean, what's that even mean? It's what we're all wondering. Oh well, whatever. Code names, he said there was a good reason for them, as long as I get paid for doing my job. It's not a bad job, get all these free gigs."

She frowns at the change in subject. "Oh yeah? Kidnapping girls? You manage to save 'em? What were they planning on doing with em?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
"Codenames like superheroes?" Faith shoots back. She ignores the question about her catch phrase. It makes sense to her! "Kind of funny the security detail gets codenames but hey, his place, his rules, right?"

As they get back to the vampires, Faith takes a long swig of the beer. "I was able to save this one. But they left a trail of bodies across three states. They would take one, torture her for like a week then finally kill her and within a week take another one. I've been tracking them for a bit but could never seem to find their nest and stop them." She nodded vaguely. "It's why I was looking for Willow. Wanted a tracking spell. Once I had that location, I picked them off a few at a time and finally got their leader last night. Got the girl to the cops though they think she's crazy babbling about vampires."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers laughs and shrugs, "Something like that, Thomas said it was to protect our privacy I guess..You know, we get all kinds of crazies in here sometimes. Heck, a lot of the security staff aren't exactly human themselves.." She shrugs and smirks, "Yeah, something like that."

Mention of torturing and killing girls has her worried though, "Wow..Geez, that's just..I mean, why would they do that? Just for kicks? Some twisted fetish? Dammit..But y'know, you don't need to go it alone. If you're dealing with vamps, that's my territory too. And of course Wil and the others would be more than happy to lend a helping hand.."

Buffy takes another sip of ice water as she ponders.

Faith Lehane has posed:
"Just was their idea of 'fun'," Faith says, disgust in her tone of voice. At the mention of asking for help, she shrugs again. "You've got enough on your hands dealing with Sunnydale and the Hellmouth. Didn't need to be dragging you off to try to handle this too. Besides, one of the girls they had killed had been a sort of friend. We hung out some. She was their last kill and how they got on my radar." During her time away since Faith was often out and about instead of focusing here. She didn't have the ties to Bludhaven and Sunnydale that Buffy did. No family or the like.

"So it was personal. Was my kill to make. You know I suck as a team player. Hated even asking Willow for the spell but I needed it." Not because she thought Willow would mind, just she hated relying on others. Ever.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shrugs, "Actually, things have been pretty quiet since we shut down that demon worshipping cult a while back. I'd have been happy to help. It's what we do, y'know? Work as a team. We got each others' backs." Yeah, she's a real goody-good planeteer, isn't she?

The whole, personal vendetta though causes a concerned look to cross over Buffy's features. "I'm sorry, those are always the hardest. There was this vamp gang a while back that was deliberately picking off everyone close to me..Classmates, friends..They even got ahold of my sister, briefly. I know how hard that is. I'm sorry you had to go it alone."

Buffy shrugs, "Well y'know, wouldn't hurt to try it sometime? My offer to train at the Magic Box is still on the table. We've got a nice little gym in the basement, some pretty sweet weapons. I recently acquired one that was purportedly used by Joan of Arc. We think she may have even been a Slayer herself, who knows?"

Faith Lehane has posed:
"I appreciate it. May take you up on the training. Be nice to be able to go all out. Can't do that with people." Otherwise they might punch right through a ribcage or the like. The challenges of being a Slayer.

"I know you all would have helped. Was my choice. Didn't want it. If I had failed, it would've been on me." She dismisses it that easily, refusing to dwell on it. While having a team was smarter, she wasn't always the one to fight smart.

"Joan of Arc a Slayer? Nah, she got too much attention and she wouldn't have let herself be burned at the stake if she was."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shrugs, "Who knows? She was definitely a special girl either way. Clearly talented. Although you're right, a Slayer is generally more resourceful. But y'know, we don't exactly have the best track record for surviving for very long..You and I are the exception though, Giles once told me the average slayer doesn't last longer than a year or two."

She grins, "Hey, speaking of, there are some things you should be aware of. That Alex guy we met at the Bronze the other day? He's actually a god, he's actually Ares' son. And I'm sure you remember how things went down last time he was in town..But I think he's actually a good person, which is good. Said he'd help us out whenever we need it."

A thoughtful pause as she lets that sink in, then Buffy continues. "Oh yeah, and I've been looking for leads on the missing shield but nothing so far. I suspect the cheetah may have taken it further than Bludhaven so I'll have to have Spike look into things in Gotham..If it falls into the wrong hands, there could be a lot of explody, violent things happening. Oh and one last ting.."

Another pause as she takes anotehr sip of water. "There's a..Hell clown running around, wanting to kill all manner of supernatural being. Which basically means he wants to kill most of my friends, y'know, mainly witches and vamps." Yeah, she's weird. "Looks like he respects Slayers though."

Faith Lehane has posed:
"True." Just Faith's limited experience, Buffy was the exception to that age rule. The second one? Not so much. Then there was Faith. "Figure I'll be the next. Die young and leave a pretty corpse." She winks like it's nothing.

She listens as she's being briefed on things and when the Phobos thing is dropped, she gets a look. "That weird conversation we all had makes so much more sense now. So now I'm one up on him." It's said more to herself than Buffy.

She notes the shield stuff, not really sure what to think there. Then the conversation moves to something that might give her nightmares.

"Hell Clown? Are those a thing?" She's having visions of Insane Clown Posse mixed with Killer Klowns from Outer Space. "Can we kill it cause I feel like anything that is a clown should be killed."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, shaking her head slowly, "Nah, neither of us will die young, we'll live long happy lives, just gotta stick together." she grins and winks at her.

As for the hell clown thing, she chuckles and shrugs, "Well..Actually he calls himself Hellequin, oh, and he's actually kinda unkillable. He's some kinda ghost, and normal attacks go right through him..Soo, we need to fight smarter, find some sorta weakness." which of course means more reasearch. Fuun..