13194/Post Practice Catchup

Post Practice Catchup
Date of Scene:	04 May 2021
Location:	The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Post training chatter between Nick and Buffy
Cast of Characters:	Phantasm (Drago), Buffy Summers

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Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Well after the hours the Magic Box is run, there is little light coming from the store to suggest anyone could still be inside. But in the back where the dojo is situated, the lights are on and there are people there.

Kneeling on the floor, face a tad damp from a bit of a workout, Nick is carefully wrapping up his escrima sticks. A bookbag rests beside him. Main section of the bag open.

"Thanks for indulging. Probably needed to get a bit more practice on these."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers had stayed a little after the store closed, indulging in a little light sparring with Nick, although honestly she seemed a bit slow and sluggish this time. Not that Nick's abilities are anything to scoff at of course, but Buffy was surprisingly easy to beat tonight. She's also sweating a bit more than usual.

"Phew, I guess it's been a long day, you're pretty good with those sticks, don't think you've ever beaten me before." She had used her favored tonfa sticks, with the bladed edges removed of course, an old birthday present from Thomas.

Dressed in her usual green yoga pants and sports bra top with the grey trim, even with the fan on and a window open she seems to be sweating, more tired than usual.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The musician pauses as he looks over towards Buffy at the mention of winning. "Well it's easy to win when you let me." Nick turns, resting his athletic pants clad butt on the floor as he looks up a bit more easily. "You were holding back, weren't you?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shakes her head as she picks up a towel. "Nah, not really..Only enough to not send you flying through a wall, but.." she sighs, "Guess I've been feeling a little...Off lately, ever since we got that shield back." oh...Wait.."Geez, I hope it's not related. It could'nt be, right? I mean, maybe I'm just overworking myself.." as she speaks, Buffy grabs her water bottle, taking a loong sip.

"Or maybe it's because I'm having nightmares again, or trying to get over that weird..." oh right, she promised to keep Deadpool's whole weird dart thingy quiet. "..Right, nightmares I guess."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives Buffy an assessing look. "Nightmares huh?" Ignoring the bag, he rests his hands on his knees, "Like the prophetic type ones or the one where someone's popping in your head?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers sighs and shrugs, "Hmm, I think it's more just..Reliving the memories of slayers befoer me..I remember when I spoke to Hellequin the last time, he talked a lot about Joan of Arc, even Giles hinted that she could be a Slayer. I've been pondering that a lot lately, coupled with.." she shrugs, starting to pack up her stuff. Maybe a hot shower tonight will make her feel better. "I dunno, maybe I'm just coming down with something, although I don't usually get colds or the flu."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"So an expanded this is your lives showing." Nick surmises. He sighs, arms sticking out as he shuffles his feet to push up using just those. "Well. Don't mind if I start to sound like Wade but... maybe you're feeling drained because you're doing too much? Might be good to take some time off. Recharge a bit before things catch up with you."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks and shrugs, taking another long sip of water. "Heh, something like that, I suppose. Hey, do you think you could give me that thing you gave me before, y'know, whatever it was you did to keep the nightmares at bay?" Did it even have a name? She forgets..

As for taking time off, Buffy frowns a bit, shaking her head. "Sorry, but I just don't have the time. There's too much going on, besides, Thomas and I already took some time off for that Bed and Breakfast in New England..Thanks again for that, it was a really generous gift.."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Raphael's Flask?" Nick asks, head cocking to the side. He pauses, growing quiet as he glances to the side of Buffy. A few moments click away before pale eyes look back to the Slayer. "Yes." Nick agrees, bending down to pick up his backpack. "But mind you it's not a long term solution. Two days at best."

Sliding the straps onto his shoulders, the rocker nods to the thanks to the gift. "Well, if anyone could use a vacation it's you two. Also I have some connections from work so-" He pauses, "Rambling. You're welcome."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods. "Right, Raphael's Flask. I mean..I suppose maybe I need a better handle on these nightmares. I'm sure they come at important moments, for important reasons. But..This time..I dunno..I think..Someone did something to me.." she frowns, rubbing her eyes. She'd promised Deadpool not to tell anyone but..

"Well, you know, it'd be a good thing to take if things get too far out of control. Soo, thank you." Buffy smiles as she waits. "Hmm, how's work been treating you? I suppose it's been keeping you busy huh. I haven't seen you around Bludhaven in a while."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"Did you want it now or hold off for later?" Nick asks before processing the additional question shot his way. He gives a slight sigh and a half smile, "Not as busy as it would have been if there had not been an -incident at Wade's last year. Security concerns delayed the tour schedule a bit so there's no conflict with the filming schedule at the moment. But, we might have come up with an arrangement to get the tour back on track."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers hmms, "I think I'm good, for now. But I may need it in the future. It's too bad you can't just stash it in a handy lil' flask though, y'know?" she grins and shrugs. Oh well.

As for that incident, she frowns softly, concerned. "Right, I remember. Something about the FBI shooting up your condo or something? How'd that go? Is everything...Okay, now? I mean, if you're touring still, I hope you're keeping safe? I'm sorry I wasn't there more to help out.."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
The musician hrms. "...Maybe it can? I don't know. Even with Call upon St. Michael where it's being placed in something, the spell only lasts for as long as I'm maintaining it. It's not exactly my primary focus."

Bookbags resting, he glances to the floor, frowning. "DHS actually." Nick corrects.