14060/Post Training

Post Training
Date of Scene:	07 January 2022
Location:	The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Buffy practises more with Nick and asks more questions
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Phantasm (Drago)

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Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers had been doing a few training sessions with Nick over the last several days, which had been nice as she hadn't seen her friend in a while before this. Of course the sessions are more focused on defence and helping him better protect himself than anything else. But it didn't mean they couldn't enjoy each others' company afterwards either.

Things had been too quiet around Scooby Central lately anyway.

So after their latest session, Buffy pops some money in the vending machine, grabbing a soda water for herself and a distilled bottle for Nick. "Soo..What do you do when you're not training or hiding? You know this can't go on forever right?" She hands him the bottle before popping open her own, only too eager to chug the cool liquid down her throat after another intense workout. She's dressed today in all black - black sports bra, black yoga pants, black headband.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Unlike Buffy, Nick is not wearing black clothing today. They're more a dark gray. Either way, the evidence of exercise is very much apparent with the collected moisture of his sweat. If there's one thing to be said about training with Buffy, it's that it is quite a workout. Even if she is holding back, she has a rather unnatural amount of endurance. Clothing a bit damp and a towel draped around his neck, Nick is currently stooping down to put his escrima sticks back into his backpack.

Hearing the spaced out clunking sounds of two drinks landing in the opening, the musician glances over. "Thanks." He replies, taking the bottled water. He gently rests his hand upon the lid of the bottle before giving a twist, breaking the sealed plastic with a crack.

He sips the water slowly, listening to Buffy's question quietly. What else indeed? He lingers with the bottle before finally lowering it. "Reading." Nick replies, "Writing. Sleeping. I still have my music. I just can't really do the touring until we get the main problem taken care of."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers sighs, reaching over for a nearby towel of which there are many in the practice room. You'd think it's a freaking professional gym or so,etching. At least her shoulder length hair is up in a ponytail tonight,which helps minimize sweat at least a bit. But honestly she can fight for hours..Maybe. Who knows really?

At any rate here she is, sipping her drink, trying to figure out what's going on with Nick. She makes a face, "Sounds pretty boring, I mean, you can't hide forever..You know that, right?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
As Buffy makes her point, Nick frowns, giving a nod. "Yeah. I know. Kind of a concept I've had to consider for a few years. Just, different reasons now." He shakes his head, capping his bottle and setting it on the floor. Attention turning over to the bag he finishes zipping it up. "I've brought it up as well but-"

He pauses, "It's not forever. It just feels like it. I just have to lay low until things can get handled. Be careful of who I draw attention to."

He pauses, looking over towards the display of weapons.

"Like my trip here was less than normal."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers takes a long sip of fizzy water and smirks, "Soooo..How long is long enough? All this hiding and laying low stuff doesn't sit well with me. That could be months, years even. Are you willing to throw your life away for that long? I say we take the bull by the horns, confront the source and deal with it head on. All this hiding and waiting isn't good for anyone.."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"It's already been months." Nick admits, "But, there's more to go on now than there was around the time of the first attack." He grumbles, "And I don't think I can go over the details without messing things up but, trust me, there's been progress. It's just, there's more than one- bull we're dealing with."

He opens up his bottle, "...Besides, Considering I still look like what I did when I was 21, I have a feeling that a few years isn't a big percentage of my lifespan."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow and frowns as she sits on the bench, oh she could go for another round but she's hit and sweaty and could do with a shower. "Soo, what, you're just doing this to pass the time? Nick, I want to help you get your life back, but I can't do that til I know more of what's going on.." she seems..Impatient, frustrated.

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick expression darkens. "Getting better at fighting, with or without powers, will help me get my life back." He responds firmly, "...or at least the parts I want to salvage."

He turns his head, looking to Buffy, "So...even without explanation given, you are helping me."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers hmms, "Yeah, you're improving, that's for sure, not like you weren't a force to be reckoned with already mind you." she shrugs and sighs, "It's too bad though, I feel like I'm. it doing enough. You know how much I hate to sit and wait..I mean when's the last time you saw Wade, or the other Scoobies for that matter?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"I still need to get better..." Nick comments with a frown. "Um. About November for Thomas and..." He pauses, "To be fair, the only time I really saw you or the others before all this stuff happened were either holidays, training, or when you guys needed me to do something. The whol living in another city thing can be a tricky thing." He gives a shrug, "Uh, seeing Wade. Late August. Talking to him, a couple days ago."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers nods and smiles, "Don't worry, we'll get in more practice, although you'd probably get better practice with real world patrolling.." she frowns, "Although I suspect whoever is protecting you, probably won't like that, would they..?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Nick gives a bit of an aside glance, "Well...Last time you called me for something, he tagged along and that's when you got hurt. But then again, despite knowing what you do he seemed ok with me coming here."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shrugs, "I can take care of.." she arches a brow, "You talking about the ghost ship thingie? We never followed up on why those vamps were attacking...I seem to recall you showed up with some guy..James, was it?" she smirks, "Is he your mystery bodyguard whom you take orders from now? It's been a while."

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
"He's not my bodyguard." Nick protests, tone a bit grumpy as he makes sure the bottle is closed. "He's a friend. I mean, yeah, he's protective but- he knows more about who I'm dealing with than I do. And if laying low for a few months means we can get them to stop pulling stuff on other people well..."

He starts to get up, sliding the bookbag on. "I should probably get heading back." He comments. He glances over to the weapons display again. "...Maybe next time, we can mix it up a little? I probably should learn to handle something other than sticks."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers chuckles and shrugs, "Sure, whatever you say, I'd still like to know what he found in that shop after we left.." she peers at him intently and smirks, "I'm sure he must have told you something..? Keep in touch, okay?"

Phantasm (Drago) has posed:
Bookbag in place, Nick tugs the thumb of his free hand under one of the straps while the other holds on to his water bottle. "You got it. See you later."

His features shift, making for a mirrored likeness. expression relaxing, he gives a soft smile to Buffy before he steps back, vanishing through the wall.