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Post by Buffy Summers on May 9, 2009 22:06:30 GMT 1
The place was far too packed tonight, and Buffy was just trying to get information as she squeezed through the dancing crowd. It seemed like the informants she was meeting up with had bailed, possibly crumbled under the threats of the local demon population. Normally, her nights off were spent just lounging around the house in her pajamas, but tonight was different. While vampires were getting a bit less action, it seemed like the demons of Misery Valley were celebrating the original slayer’s return with a bloodbath. There had been almost a killing each night this week, and she needed to get to the bottom of this mess. After almost an hour of searching the club, she finally just had to give up, for the night at least. Eventually, Buffy would track them down and get the info she was looking for, but for right now she was exhausted.
The blonde made her way to the large bar and sat down on one of the cushy leather stools. “Just a water,” She practically had to shout her order over the volume blasting from the sound speakers. It was times like these that made her miss the small but energetic atmosphere of The Bronze. This place was way too big for its own good. Someone could be getting attacked right now and she wouldn’t even know it, it was so loud and crowded. She smiled and paid the bartender as her order slid up to her. Taking a sip, she felt a new presence sit beside her. Buffy shifted her eyes just a bit to see one of the most arrogant men she knew sitting right next to her. “And the night just keeps getting better,” She said sarcastically as she wheeled around in her seat to face him, her left arm popped against the bar. “What do you want Ryan?” She asked nonchalantly.
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Post by Ryan Davis on May 10, 2009 17:46:50 GMT 1
`unpleasantries. The night was still young oh yes, and he was out for some fun. He had washed up and got dressed in some jeans and a striped shirt with his oh so hot leather jacket. What girl can resist a leather jacket right? Lots of woman love a bad boy, and well he wasn’t just a bad boy he is a pretty boy too. He has met some decent people in this place even though he does prefer bars. Club Evolution is one of the hottest club in town where anyone can hang about especially younger adults then himself and perhaps this could be a place that lil sister of his he is looking for would hang so why not check the place out he could possible run into her right? He figures he would know her when he sees her. He has been here sometime now and hasn’t met her yet so maybe she wasn’t about? There were loads of slayers around thought he did know that for a fact. Just like that chick he slept with. He knows she is one.
He sauntered into the club and speak of the chick he slept with there she was at the bar all by her lonesome and well he loves to rile her up. So why not go make her night? He had sat on the stool beside her. Just that clearly seemed to annoy her, a sly smirk sprawled upon his handsome face. He usually tended to make girls swoon after him, but this one she is really a challenge and they really do seem to not see eye to eye. She is tied too tightly and needs to loosen up a bit. She didn’t seem to be too much fun so it was a shocker she was here tonight and not home alone with some stuffed animal, bon-bons, and a cheesy chick flick. A lot of the other slayers are more fun. She needs to take a lesson from some of them. Oh yes his daddy had files on all of them girls. “ Not happy to see me, sugar lips. That stings a bit.” Ryan said wincing in a fake manor holding his hand over his heart all dramatically as if it really did hurt more like was mock sarcasm.
“ I thought we had something special.” There wasn’t anything special between them. He just liked to get under her skin. It is enjoyable to him and well if he can get close to her or one of her girls well it will make things all the more easier when his evil plan come into play. He had noticed she ordered water, he shook his head at that. She seems like she hates him, but she knows she enjoyed being in his bed could she really deny that? Perhaps that is about as daring and loose as it gets with the living a little. Just random acts of sex with people seeing as she was drinking water? Water of all things. “ Can I buy you a drink?” he knew she would probably decline that offer. He had scanned the crowd and wondered if she had any little trainee’s around maybe he will end up taking one of them home tonight. A grin at the thought of that spread across his face, as he tapped at the table top. [/size][/blockquote] ●●● -Ryan Davis-My Word Count : 567 words 2797 characters
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