Owner	Pose
Buffy Summers	Buffy Summers had been busy lately, and hadn't really had time to check in on Fred, or Angel for that matter. When she finally arrives at the Hyperion, she looks a little winded, a little tired and beaten up, but more or less intact. She settles down tiredly at the bar, drawing several deep breaths, wondering if Angel still keeps drinks at the front but too polite to go scrounging around his fridge or shelves.
Angel	Walking out of his room after feeling...something...Angel maneuvers down the stairs, and spots Buffy at the bar. Raising his left eyebrow quizzically, Angel makes sure he makes enough noise so that Buffy knows he is there, and walks behind the bar. "You look tired Buffy. Everything okay?" Angel holds up a bottle of whiskey, and shakes it left, right, left, offering a glass to Buffy.
Buffy Summers	Buffy Summers sighs, rubs her eyes tiredly and looks up as he comes down the stairs. "Angel.." she climbs quickly to her feet, walking around the bar to give him a quick hug, before pulling back. "I'm sorry..I was worried.." she frowns, glancing thoughtfuly at the Wisky. Yeah, alcohol would be good right now. "Someone's been targetting a lot of friends myself..Tried to rescue the latest one but lost him too. I had to be sure you were okay.." she glances around, a note of worry still in her voice. "Fred? Is she here too?"
Angel	Angel holds up his hand so Buffy doesn't have to get up, even though he knows she will anyway. "Hi Buffy. I know. Worry is part of who you are." Angel actually pulls off a semblance of a smile, and pours a drink in two crystal glasses from under the bar. He pushes one towards Buffy, and keeps one for himself, even though he doesn't drink. That way Buffy would not feel she was drinking alone. Angel listens as Buffy talks about friends being targeted, and his expression changes to one of concern. "I am okay Buffy. I'm hard to kill." That unleashed a whole slew of emotions. She was worried about him. "Um...Fred...I haven't seen her, but I think she's been around. Our security systems were updated recently, so she must be around."
Buffy Summers	Buffy Summers smirks and shrugs, "Heh, I guess that's true, but you can never be too careful.." she sighs and nods. "So, I guess Fred moved back in here, huh...Did Willow go back overseas? I knew she's been travelling a lot. Well as long as someone's there to watch over her." she nods, "I'm glad she's got you..She's been feeling so abandonned lately.."
Angel	Angel looks to the left and right, and then back at Buffy. Putting the bottle down, Angel looks at the glass, and then at Buffy. "I think she did. Fred feels safe here, and I will be there if she needs me." A blink. "Willow. There is a name I haven't heard in sometime. She has been travelling, but I haven't heard from her except in whispers." Angel frowns. "I will be there to help anyone in need, but especially your...our friends." Freudian slip. "Willow, Fred, you...are always welcome here." Raising his glass, Angel offers a toast. "To friendship. Now and forever."
Buffy Summers	Buffy Summers bites her lip, nodding slowly. "I'm relieved. She seems like she'd be an easy target.." Buffy smiles, raising her glass to chink against his, nodding. "Forever.." she murmurs, "Please, just be careful. What's been happening lately is.." Buffy sighs, "I think they're trying to raise the Master or someone more powerful has taken his place. Over the last several months, I received a number of...Gruesome messages, you know, and the latest was a kinda trap. Someone led me to a field full of vamps. I mean like, an army.." She laughs, taking a long sip of whiskey, Buffy really needs it. "I mean, a few vamps here and there I can handle, but like, a dozen? Two dozen?" she shivers, "Something big is happening and I..We need to be ready."