Phoenix Lange
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Post by Phoenix Lange on May 4, 2009 18:52:18 GMT 1
Phoenix took a rather big gulp of her drink and asked for another. She knew it wasn’t a good idea to get drunk. But in all honesty she didn’t care at the moment. She just wanted everything to go away. She just wanted to forget and Jonathan wasn’t making that easy at all. But she didn’t blame him. She didn’t blame anyone anymore. Just Clarkson. When she got her drink she asked the bartender to just set the bottle down and she’d get it herself so he wouldn’t have to keep coming back. He nodded and did so.
When Jonathan turned faced her, she winced slightly at the anger in his eyes. It was odd but she did. Sighing she took another big gulp of her new drink. This night was getting better and better.
"Does the Council know about this guy? Phoenix, this could be really serious, getting hold of this guy could mean more than just ending a vendetta..." He said.
She looked back at him and then down at her drink. “No they don’t…and don’t you think I know that? I’ve been following him for months...well I couldn’t quite follow him when he put me in that damn coma…not my point…” she was getting frustrated and pissed off again. This wasn’t the best when she was in the middle of getting drunk.
"Who knows how many times he's done something similar before? And since!" he also said.
Hearing him say that caused Phoenix break the bottle in her hand and the alcohol to go every where. She knew that as well…hell she blamed herself for any deaths Clarkson caused “I know that too…that why I’m going to kill him” She said softly. She gently shook her hand to get some of the wetness off and then brushed the glass out of her hair.
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Jonathan Locke
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 4, 2009 19:33:28 GMT 1
That's better.[/color] Thought to himself upon seeing Phoenix's volotile reaction. Anger is far more constructive than despair. And her compassion isn't totally dead yet either... you've got a long way left to fall Slayer...[/color]
Jonathan called the bartender over and ask for another bottle. He eyed them both suspicously, but handed one over before vanishing off somewhere else.
"That's your plan, huh?" Jonathan asked. "What's this guy's name?"
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Xander Harris
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Post by Xander Harris on May 4, 2009 19:36:25 GMT 1
Scene flashed to a big grueling snaggletooth looking vampire as it held up our hero up by the neck as he smiled and about to finish off the Xan-Man once and for all. "Did I ever tell you that you have the prettiest eyes, snaggletooth?" a desperate Xander choked on his words when the vampires grip tightens. The young one eyed watcher began to feel the effects of being strangled .(Think... how to kill a 7 foot vampire who has you by the neck...think!)
"I'm going to enjoy feasting on the great Buffy's bitch Xander Harris!" The hungry vampire said moving in towards his neck as ir took in the exctacy of the smell of Xander's blood. "Hey you ever thought about having kids?" Xander asked the vampire and a realy confused look came across it's face. "I thought you were a watcher, we can't have kids. Now shut up for I can, have my late night snack." The annyoed vampire laughed. It was short lived. "Gahhhwooorrr!" the vampire dropped our hero and fell to the ground in pain after a swift kick into his vampire dork. "Good, you won't need those anyways and now your Xander's bitch,and Suzy I'm not a watcher I'm worse, I'm Buffy's Bitch!"Xander confidently stated as he grabed his stake from his leather coat and sealed the deal with a jab to the chest and poof!.... he was dust. "Clean up in the kitty litter aisle!" Xander yelled while he chuckled to himself.
Xander began his walk toward the club to get a few drinks and unwind. He began to think about how close that was. (How can I always be so loose and happy even after I almost lost it all. I guess I'm use to it. Is that a bad thing?) he asked himself while he waved the bouncers down as he walked into the hormone driven nightclub. The dark haired watcher manuvered his way through to dance floor, turned down a few dances, and arrived finally to a bar stool. He was in no mood to dance with drunk girls tonight.
"Mam! Can you just get me a MGD? Thanks." Xander asked the bartender. He waited a moment until his drink arrived. He payed and tip the waitress well, even if he was in a bad mood. The watcher than took a gulp of his beer and watched blankly of the crowd of kids dancing. "I really do miss the good old days.." as he sighed.
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Phoenix Lange
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Can we get past your evil plan and just fight now? Your kind of boring
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Post by Phoenix Lange on May 4, 2009 20:07:19 GMT 1
"That's your plan, huh?" Jonathan asked. "What's this guy's name?"
Phoenix picked the bottle up and poured herself some more to drink. She ignored the blood that was now falling from her hand. It was just more blood loss for the night. “Yes. That is my plan. I’m going to find the back stabbing watcher….torture him like he did me and then snap his neck.” She put the bottle down and closed her eyes for a moment as she took in a deep breath. She was trying to calm her anger and get ahold of herself. Opening her eyes again she looked over at Jonathan. “Sorry……didn’t mean to snap like that….his name is Clarkson.”
Picking her glass up she took a sip from it and then put it back down. She was counting to ten in her head but it wasn’t working. She was getting more and more angry. But it always happened when she spoke of Clarkson. “What I mean to say is….” she took one more deep breath “Clarkson needs to be taken care of. I will not have anymore deaths hanging over my head. I cant handle the ones I’ve got”
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Jonathan Locke
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 4, 2009 23:04:32 GMT 1
Jonathan didn't show any noticeable response as Phoenix blew up, he just listened and nodded, making sure she knew he was actually listening and gave a damn. After she poured herself another drink, he reached over and, very carefully, took her bleeding hand. He proceeded to pick out tiny fragments of glass, something he'd had to do to himself a hundred times, as he spoke.
"I couldn't agree more Phoenix." He told her, placing the tiny, bloody fragments on the bar. "But it'll be hard to find the guy by just waltzing around and hoping to bump into him. Especially seeing as looks like he already knows you're here and is probably keeping a close eye on you..."
A little while earlier, Jonathan had noticed Xander wander in and an idea started to form. He already knew that Xander was a straight up kind of guy and he'd be pissed if someone was taking liberties with the life of a Slayer as well. He picked out the last tiny piece of glass and stood up.
"Come on, someone just walked in who I think you'd like to meet..." He said, heading over to where Xander was sitting.
"Hey man! He said as he approached the table, "How's it going? I'd like you to meet my friend Phoenix... and I wonder if you'd be able to help us with something?"
Xander was obviously going to have connections inside the Council and if they could get Xander on side, maybe not about killing Clarkson, but perhaps revealing him at least... then Phoenix's revenge wouldn't be a matter of luck. Just a matter of time.
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Xander Harris
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Post by Xander Harris on May 5, 2009 6:15:05 GMT 1
The one eyed reluctant watcher ironically watched the crowd of hormone driven kids, looking for signs of the usual suspects. Since Buffy has been MIA for the last week or so this what Xander ended up doing the nights after training and office work at the watcher's council. After he would hit up the club scene take down a few drinks, and watch the crowd for awhile, he waited for a vampire to loose their cover, and then after taking care of a few outside the club, he would do a quick patrol of St. Lukes and then home. He yawned and took a drink of his cold and refreshing beer. (Things have been... slow, too slow. We are lucky, especially since Buffy's MIA.) he took another drink and sighed.
Xander turned around cautiously towards the greeting. He smiled when he saw that Locke fellow, he met not so long ago, and that very attractive slayer he met at the whole, Phoenix. (Shes hot, Xander sense tingling) "Hey Locke, I'm fine just taking down a few brews before my little patrol later tonight. Xander turns to greet Phoenix "Hey super sexy slayer, fancy seeing the two of you here. Depends on what you need help with, there's only so much the great Xander Harris can do, but I'm always willing to give it a shot" Xander smirked and took a drink finishing his beer. "You two want anything?" Xander offered
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Jonathan Locke
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 5, 2009 12:47:20 GMT 1
"Ah, I'm okay for a minute thanks buddy." Jonathan replied, if he was honest, he was starting to feel whatever it was that Phoenix had had him drinking and could do with taking a break. Jonathan hadn't been a heavy drinker for a few years now and he wanted to keep his mind clear.
"Patrolling again? No rest for the wicked, huh?" Jonathan commented, taking a seat.
"Hey, I was wondering if maybe you know a Watcher by the name Clarkson? He's Phoenix's old Watcher, apparently he's in Misery and she was thinking about... y'know, surprising him."
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Post by Xander Harris on May 5, 2009 13:42:31 GMT 1
Xander ordered a couple of beers anyways. "Whatever suits yourself kid." Xander opened his beer and took a swig. "Yeah, Buffy's M.I.A., so I took over her patrolling areas, time's, and all that on top of mine already busy schedule. It's all good though, it's not as bad as you would think it should be. Those vamps are getting smarter, and hiding." Xander thought to himself about even two years ago, he would never be able to cover for Buffy by himself. He had improved drastically as a fighter and a leader over the last year.
Xander listened intently to her question. (Former watcher? Who's her current watcher?) "Clarkson? It doesn't ring a bell, I know someone a phone call away that does, though. (There is something fishy, Xander sense tingling.) "Phoenix, who's your current watcher?" (There is more to this story, than meets the eye.) Xander thought to himself
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Phoenix Lange
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Post by Phoenix Lange on May 5, 2009 15:48:57 GMT 1
Phoenix sighed softly when Xander asked the dreaded question. Taking a seat beside him she ordered another one of her strong drinks. This was going to be a long night. When it came she downed it in one gulp and then looked over at Xander. She chewed on her bottom lip. She looked like a little kid who had been forgotten in the mall and their parents where not coming back. *I have to say something* she thought. But she couldn’t form the words so she asked for another drink and downed that one just as quickly.
After two more drinks she looked over at Xander “I don’t have one….the watcher people who run show wont give me one….the ones that they tried to send wouldn’t stick around…” She thanked the bartender when he just set down a bottle of her drink. Getting mind blowing drunk seemed really good to her right now. Taking a deep breath she looked back at Xander “If you could find Clarkson that would be great...”It took a lot of strength to not add the back stabbing prick at the end of that but she was able to keep it clean.
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Post by Xander Harris on May 5, 2009 19:08:09 GMT 1
(Poor girl, imagine if Buffy didn't have a great watcher like G-man. She would have went A.W.O.L., a long time ago. What kind of watchers give up on their slayers so easily, there has to be more to this.) "I know the guy in charge of the whole shabang, he's like a father to me." Xander gave Phoenix a reassuring look. "He will know who, where and what this Clarkson's guys deal is." Xander took a gulp and gave Phoenix a confused look. (He didn't like this idea of the council just giving up on slayers. I'm going to get to the bottom of this)
"If you don't mind me asking, it may help with my understanding of why would you want to find an asshole watcher who abandoned you?" as he takes another sip, he watched her intently. (There is a lot more to this, girl then shes telling me.)
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