13002/The missing shield

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The missing shield
Date of Scene: 10 April 2021
Location: The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis: Buffy discovers the location of the shield and learns of a new suspicious friend of Willow's.
Cast of Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike, Phobos




Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers had received an emergency phone call from none other than Spike a few days ago, regarding info on the Chumash shield. She wasn't too thrilled to speak to him, but locating the dangerous artefact was pretty important. So she had agreed to meet him at the magic shop after hours. Naturally Buff is growing impatient as she waits for him, pacing restlessly back and forth..

Spike has posed:
True to form, Spike is late. Hey, sun and all that. He comes in the back way, rather than the front door because he's impossible that way. Quietly he watches her pace a few times and after he lights a cigarette he snaps the Zippo shut loud enough to be noticed. He is leaning against the door jamb and looks about as thrilled to be here as she is. They aren't as tense as the past, but not likely to be drinking buddies soon either.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, hearing noises in the back. She'd only given a select few people keys to the Magic Box. Spike? Wasn't among them, but she knew he had other means..Eyes narrow though, tensing slightly as she moves to the back, opening the door slowly and peering around. "Spike..?"

Spike has posed:
"Buffy." he replies in a quiet tone,"Sorry love. I don't have a lot of theatrics tonight. No crowd and all that." he admits and takes a drag before exhaling,"I'd ask how things are, but we aren't really there are we?" He settles and lets her unpack her thoughts, quiet. He takes the cigarette from his mouth, fresh black paint on his nails glinting against the flourescent lighting.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns a little as she spies him, but relaxes at least, as if to show that she's not here to fight him. "This is no social call. I need information, I hear you know where the Chumash shield is?" seems she's rather lacking on small talk tonight. Honestly Buffy has little time left to toy around.

Spike has posed:
He takes another drag and exhales again,"In the possession of Gotham City's would be guardian and greatest hero." he replies,"The precious Bat of Gotham. To be honest he's good in a fight, but a bit of a ponce in that Angel sort of way, just without the poofter hair. As I think of it though, he might have that too." He shrugs and lets that go too.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks, "Waiiit, you mean, the so-called 'dark knight' of Gotham? The supposed Bat winged avenger who gives any smart criminal a nightmare just thinking about him? He's for real? And you've met him?" she smirks. Well this is...Interesting.

But it also poses new problems for them. "Hmm..I doubt he took warmly to a vampire criminal though.." she frowns, "We need to get that shield back. If we don't..." Buffy peers at him thoughtfully, "Soo, did anything..,Happen? It's supposedly cursed, especially attacking those who steal it with selfish intentions.."

Spike has posed:
He snorts softly and shakes his head,"The Dark Knight. Batman. Whatever you want to call him. Most of the rest of them aren't fit for nice company." He takes a slow drag and exhales again, then tosses the mostly finished cigarette outside.

He sighs and nods,"The usual. Some wild Indian sorts appear and start attacking everyone. Selina was injured and I think there was something magic connected. Bats took her to do the medical fix, but I think she might have more wrong than that."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers laughs. "Hah! Fancy that! I mean..All this time, I thought he was a myth..But then, I guess a lot of demons figure the Slayer is a myth too...Although, trying to convince him that a stranger who is allied with a vampire needs the shield to break a curse might prove difficult.." she sighs, "Of course, I could try talking to Karrin, since she did transfer to Gotham PD, get her to put in a good word for me.." she frowns a bit at mention of Selina. "What happened to her?"

Phobos has posed:
    It was not entirely what a young on the go Olympian wanted to do with his day off. To make that jaunt across town to North of Manhattan and into the area known as Sunnydale. Yet events did lead one along that path and it made sense to make that journey after what had passed the other day. Conversation is best held between two parties when both parties are free of duress. And the last conversation with Willow and her Instructor had not been an entirely pleasant experience.
    Which led Alexander Aaron to the Magic Box, that small storefront that had been where he had gone to look for the redheaded sorceress the last time he had been out and about.
    Only now, this time of night, the town's center was quiet. Most of the buildings and businesses were closed, and that left Alex standing in front of the door thumping his hand against it with a steady /thud-thud-thud/. Enough to carry assuredly, but he did then leeeeean to the side to try and peer through the window, holding one hand against the glass and leaning in to try and see without the glare of the street light affecting his view.

Spike has posed:
"She got hit by one of their weapons. It seemed to leave behind a magic...something." he comments. Descriptive isn't he? He shrugs and admits,"I know about magic, but nothing that deep. It's hard to explain." He starts to say more, but there is a knock on the door and he looks at Buffy with expectation.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, folding her arms as she considers Spike's words. "Hmm, well according to what I red, the shield's curse tends to afflict those who have wronged it some way.." she arches a curious brow at him. "Did she...Steal or break it? Either way, we may need to find a way to appease the fallen warrior to break the curse.."

She pauses a moment, hearing..Something. "Hmm? who's that? Someone at the front door?" could be one of the Scoobies or..Someone trying to break in again?" she presses a finger to her lips before stepping out of the alley to walk around the front and check on who is there..

Phobos has posed:
    The petitioner at the door can likely be found peering into the window, one hand held against it and his head leaning forward as he tries to make sense through what bit of light he can. Not exactly trying to break in, to be fair, but it could be considered peeping. If he could see anything.
    But he straightens up, frowning as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. That might be the moment when she espies him, that instant when he's rocking back on his heels and looking thoughtful about his next course of action.
    Then he turns his head and catches sight, "Oh hey."

Spike has posed:
"Pretty much both." he replies to what she asks in regards to the shield. He starts to say more, but when she motions silence he rolls his eyes and follows after her. He was sneaky before, but spending time with the Catwoman seems to have made him even quieter than before. When the stanger seems to recognize Buffy, Spike is a little less broody than usual. He just lets the two talk for now.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers strides towards the storefront, ready for anything..Though she seems to relax quite visibly at the sight of a familiar and even friendly face. "Oh..Heey Alex!" she smiles and nods to him. "Sorry, store just closed. Did you need something..?" she nods to Spike, "It's ok, he's a friend..Spike, this is Alex. Alex meet Spike.."

Phobos has posed:
    Still with his hands in his pockets, Alexander turns to look at the Buffster and then her accompanying vampiric fiend/friend. He only then lifts a hand to give a wave of greeting. "Hey hey, closed again. Man, I am terrible at timing."
    Another glance is given to the Magic Box as if half-expecting someone else to emerge to see what all the ruckus is about, but then he turns his attention back upon the Slayer and her comrade in arms. "I am here..." He starts as he sort of half-points at Buffy, then makes a loop-de-loop gesture with that finger, as if indicating this entire township.
    "Because I figured I should talk to Willow. Her and her teacher summoned me last night and it was not a huge load of positivity." Which might be an understatement in some ways.

Spike has posed:
Spike nods towards him, but otherwise remains quiet. He fishes out a Zippo and a cigarette. He takes a few puffs to draw the flame into the cigarette and clicks the lighter shut again. It falls into his coat pocket and he does his best "patient" impression. He leans on the corner of the building and takes a drag.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks a bit. "Heh, well...I closed early since it was a slow night. Willow? Havent seen her recently. She could be in her apartment, not sure.." her smile fades a bit. "Hmm? What happened? I know you said she could summon you if she needed help...?"she frowns in concern.

Phobos has posed:
    "Yeah," Alexander says, drawing that word out into about four syllables as he mirrors Spike's body language, leaning against the small strip of wall that is between the door and the window. He props a sneaker up on the brickwork and rests his hands on his knee. "She wasn't in danger, but she was... I think practicing, to make sure she could cast the spell. I think maybe at the behest of the other sorceress that was there."
    He looks over toward Spike and offers a smile and a shrug as if to apologize for the intrusion before he looks back to Buffy, "So one minute I was helping a friend, and the next I was in this summoning circle. Looking at Willow acting a little weird, but also her friend seemed a bit weird too."

Spike has posed:
An exhale and Spike nods to the man who smiles his way,"Willow playing with nasty things." he mutters mostly to himself,"That's probably not good." Business at hand is mostly taken care of for him and he tells Buffy,"Maybe you contact Murphy and she can summon the great poof and the two of you can convince him to return the broken toy. Anything else?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers blinks a bit at Alex, pondering. "Hmmm sooo..She got to practice summoning you, but then you met her friend and got..What weird vibes from her? That about sum it up?" glancing to Soike, she nods slowly.."Hmmm, right. Soo I'll put a call into Karrin, hopefully she can contact this..Batman or at least find a way to get ahold of him..And that shield." she sighs, "Guess this will mean another trip to Gotham huh..Yay.."

Phobos has posed:
    "Yeah," Again with the syllables, only three this time. "Do you know her? I've not seen her before. Tall, brunette, Russian. Doesn't like shoes. Freaky eyes." Alexander looks between the two of them as if seeking a glimmer of recognition before he stuffs his hands back into his pockets. "Anyways. I just thought I'd swing by and see what I could find."
    He pushes off of that wall and turns to keep talking to them as he walks backwards, "Maybe touch base if you can or if you see someone like that... I dunno. Keep an eye out." He smiles and shrugs a little as he moves.
    "But that was it."

Spike has posed:
Spike takes another drag and exhales before he turns to go his own way,"Right then. I will be leaving here in two hours. You can ride back with me or get your own right. You know how to find me." His attention turns to Phobos and nods,"Don't give permission for that sort of thing." He turns and walks back down the alley.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods slowly to Spike, a bit distracted with this whole thing with Willow. "Right..I'll catch up with you later then.." to Alex, she shakes her head slowly, "Can't say I've met that one before..Freaky eyes?" Buffy raises a curious brow at that. "You..Think this new friend of her's is trouble?"

Phobos has posed:
    Still walking backwards and then hopping down into the street, Alexander tells her, "I'm not the best judge of character in that regard. Just I hadn't seen her before. She's cute in a... bohemian sort of way I guess?"
    That said he turns around and then looks both ways like a good dutiful deity before starting across the street. Waving over his shoulder he calls out, "Seeya around!"