Lindsey McDonald
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Lliaison for The Powers That Be
I see that you're either the one with the power or you're powerless.
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Post by Lindsey McDonald on Apr 22, 2009 1:53:36 GMT 1
This new club in Misery Valley seemed to be no different from the one in Los Angeles. As soon as Lindsey entered, he thought he was right at home. He had been dead for too long without a good, cold beer. Taking a seat in a comfy, velvet chair near the lounge area, a waitress came up to ask his order. Requesting a beer, she smiled and gave him the stare that most women would give a man they liked and walked away. He couldn’t help, but smile when she came along with such a grin. It was good to know that he still had it. After a moment, she returned with an ice-cold beer, already open for him.
The night was starting off slow, but after an hour, the party began to pick up. Lately, Lindsey was not busy and if it were any other time, this would be his time to go somewhere to enjoy himself, but with the vision he received of a young man earlier, he had to investigate. Surly, it wasn’t something too dangerous? It would be redundant for the Powers to send him on a mission to threaten humanity! Then again, sarcasm always made Lindsey’s position worse, so he cut back on it. With his arms crossed, he waited for the guy-in question to stroll on in.
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Post by john on Apr 22, 2009 11:10:51 GMT 1
John wasnt usually one for a good night out.But he needed one he had been stuck inside his cage of a room since the last full moon.He walked into thumping club takeing time to take everything in it had been a long time since he had been out to a club the wolf inside held him back for so long that he wanted to go out and enjoy him slef for once.He walked over to the bar and sat down "Can i get a pint of Beer please"he said to the bar tender as he passed john his drink he whent to go sit at a round table.
Sitting at the round table he felt uneasey in a big crowd allthough he felt happy he was uneasy as hell he felt like he was gunna burst with amnount of people stareing at him.Had something about him changed maybe his eyes they changed when he was a bit uneasy or upset to his wolf eyes.Sipping from his glass of carlsberg beer the music wanted him to move but he stayed grounded.There were a set of eyes on him that he sort of new but dident something new to him but not the same as him.
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Lindsey McDonald
g i f t e d
Lliaison for The Powers That Be
I see that you're either the one with the power or you're powerless.
Posts: 17
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Post by Lindsey McDonald on Apr 23, 2009 21:28:49 GMT 1
Lindsey looked around silently before seeing the man that was in his vision. He knew his name was John Sheppard, thanks to the visions granting him more than just vague images. They granted him with a much more clearer contact with the Powers that Be than any other bearer before him. Standing, he walked towards him. He would not just go off and explain himself immediately, but rather work it into small talk with the guy. What wasn’t known was why this guy would need saving. He did not look like he was in much trouble, or what was special about him, but he would probably find out soon enough.
“Hi. Sorry to interrupt you, but have we met somewhere before? You seem like someone who went to my high school long ago.” Lindsey lied. It was the best he could come up with in such short notice. It was also the only way to find out what he was and who he was, exactly.
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Post by john on Apr 23, 2009 21:45:22 GMT 1
John looked up at the guy he hadent seen him around.Well maybe he had but why come up to him looking the guy in the face "Im John Shepperd,Whats your name i think i have seen you around town take a seat"He said taking a gulp from his beer "So how long you been in misery?"john asked this guy was no the same as every other person in this club there was somthing about him that john couldent place.As john looks up at him he had definitely seen this guy in town walking around yesterday.
John took another sipp from his beer and took this guy in with his all seeing eyes.More to the point would this guy guess what he was and whay he wss in misery.
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Lindsey McDonald
g i f t e d
Lliaison for The Powers That Be
I see that you're either the one with the power or you're powerless.
Posts: 17
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Post by Lindsey McDonald on Apr 24, 2009 11:05:44 GMT 1
Lindsey looked at the guy for a second and looked around the club, casually. He then sat, beer in hand and took a sip. “The name’s Lindsey. Lindsey McDonald. I’ve actually been looking for you. I was told that I was to meet you here. Lindsey cut to the chase, a friendly smile on his face. He took another look at the guy and noticed something peculiar about him. Something told Lindsey that he wasn’t human. At least not most of the time. He was something else. It was then that he noticed his eyes and how they shifted a yellowish shade and back to normal. In reality, they did not change at all, but rather it was apart of something the Powers were sending to Lindsey at the very moment. “I’ve been in Misery for a few days now. How I got here is of some question though.” He leaned in closer to Josh and said, “Have you ever heard of the Powers that Be? They sent me here, for you and for some odd reason, I cannot tell why they would send me until now.”
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Post by john on Apr 25, 2009 16:52:32 GMT 1
As john look up at him he wasnt dumd found at the mention of the powers that be "yea ive herd of em" he said looking around the place "Well your gunna ask any way im a werewolf and you have been sent by the powers that be for some reason am i correct so far"he said through his flashing yellow eyes looking tha man up and down he wasent normal either more human than john was.John felt a little uneasy again not knowing who this guy really was behind all of the masqurade john was a wolf what in the world was he.
The powers worked in ways that he couldent even begin to fathom maybe they wanted him to help this guy do what ever he was on a mission for.
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Lindsey McDonald
g i f t e d
Lliaison for The Powers That Be
I see that you're either the one with the power or you're powerless.
Posts: 17
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Post by Lindsey McDonald on Apr 25, 2009 18:43:20 GMT 1
It took a minute for Lindsey to understand. The guy was a werewolf, which probably meant the nights of full moons were probably not the best times to be around him, but why would the Powers send him to a guy that wasn’t human three nights out of a month? Was he a special kind of werewolf? Or was he some destined follower? It was confusing to him. “How I went from Lawyer of an evil law firm, with benefits…benefits! To liaison for good will be beyond me.” He whispered.
He then began to recall the time he masqueraded as Angel’s old friend, Doyle, trying to get Spike to kill Angel, so he could finally take over Wolfram and Hart. He thought back to when he pretended to have the visions and how he thought he would never know how painful those visions were. Now look at him. It was as if Karma was hitting him hard and now he felt regret for doing what he did. He was glad he was not longer fully human, or he would have to have worried about the visions killing him inevitably.
“I’m not exactly sure why they sent me to you,” he said, “They just sent me a vision of you in this bar, and I was supposed to go and, from what I thought I would have to do, rescue you from something.” It was all very confusing to Lindsey, but he figured that he would soon discover why they wanted him to arrive to this guy would be real soon.
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Xander Harris
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scooby member
Can I have you? Duh... Can I help you?
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Post by Xander Harris on Apr 27, 2009 4:18:46 GMT 1
(So this is Misery's Bronze? Ha...) Xander smirked as the bouncer gave him a nod and had no need to ID the eye patch wearing watcher. "I guess the eye patch gave it away?" Xander sarcasticly joked to the tall and heavy set bouncer. "Mr. Harris, I have been keeping my eye or eyes out all night haven't spotted any of the you know whats." Xander looked at the bouncer surprised. (I guess the eye patch gives away more than one thing about me?) "Thanks keep it up. How did you know who I was? Let me guess the lack of that second eye?" Xander smirked and walked into the club.
The 27 year old dark haired watcher who had a problem with his fashion sense when growing up in Sunnydale matured a bit. Xander had on his now typical black leather jacket with a silky black button down shirt, a pair of faded blue jeans with some combat boots. Xander knew he wasn't there to impress and he had a duty as unofficial watcher to be prepared and responsibility if any undead, vampires and demons want to show up. Hence the two wooden stakes in his jacket pockets and a silver Celtic cross necklace Buffy bought him for his birthday last year.
Xander walked into the club. As he smiled to himself(Dam this place is huge, compared to the old Bronze. It has to be infested with blood sucking freaks.) Xander strolled casually through the crowds of people dancing, juking,grinding,freaking, or whatever kids call it these days. He started thinking about all the time He, Buffy, Willow and later on Cordy and Oz spent at the Bronze. Even though at the time he hated the Bronze and thought it was the same old repetitious boring hangout, he missed it. He even missed some of the disasters and battles they fought there. He frowned at the thought of when he accidentally staked a turned Jesse the first week Buffy showed up.
Xander minutes after miraculously maneuvering through the crowd of hormone driven teenagers and even turned down a few dance offers from some fine looking jail bait. (The Xan man still got it.) He smiled and thought to himself, when he arrived at the bar and sat down on a stool. "What can I get you Snake?" the female bartender smiled while asking. Xander chuckled a little bit at the Snake Plissken compliment/joke. "Yeah I'll have a......Heinkein..wait never mind, I'll live dangerously like the real Snake, get me a Long Island Ice Tea? Please." Xander smirked and put money on the table leaving a nice tip as well.
Xander waited for his drink and looked onto the crowd of nutty teenagers dancing like they didn't have time to stop. Then a familiar song came on. "Oh no it can't be who picks or plays this crap still?" Xander complained as he thought of the last time he heard the familiar song.
(Xander and Willow meet up at the Bronze and are waiting for Buffy to show. Cibo Matto is on stage playing "Spoon". “I just think something's up is all,” says Willow about Buffy with a concerned tone. “Willow, you're paranoid,” says Xander. “Buffy's never acted like this before. Ever since she got back she's... different.” “Buffy's always been different.” “She's never been mean.” “Any sign of her?” Xander exhales. “She said she was coming.” “No. The band's cool, though.” “Yeah, cool.” Xander keeps looking around for Buffy. Willow dips her nose into her ice cream and smiles, trying to get Xander's attention. Xander looks at her. “You got something on your nose.” The smile disappears from Willow's face, and she wipes the ice cream off with her napkin. Willow sighs and is hurt because now Buffy is back and Xander already has his mind on her once again. She then sees Buffy enter the Bronze. Buffy walks into the Bronze. Angel sees her come in and goes over to her. They talk for a bit and Buffy walks away from Angel towards Xander and Willow.
“Hi,” says Willow. “Hey,” says Xander.“What's wrong with Angel?” “Beats me,” says Buffy. She turns to Xander. “Let's dance.” Buffy pulls at his shirt. “Ooo-kay,” says Xander as he is pulled by his shirt to the dance floor by Buffy. Buffy and Xander begin to slow dance. Her movements are very sensual. Buffy turns around and spoons in against Xander, pulling his arms around her waist. She grinds her hips and shoulders against him. She reaches up with her hand and strokes his face. Angel looks on in jealously. Willow watches in disbelief. Buffy continues her grinding. Buffy turns to Xander and tilts her head up to his, close enough to kiss. “Xander? Did I ever thank you... for saving my life?” “No.” Buffy slowly slithers around him, making sure not to lose contact with his body. “Don't you wish I would?”)
"Sir!Sir!.. Here's your drink." Xander finally realised what's going on. "Oh, thanks." Xander awkwardly took the drink and started to down it. He finished the strongly made drink and raised his hand and waved toward the bartender. "Mam! Can I get two more, strong as they come." Xander requested with a fake smile. (Why do I still let the bs from years ago still bother me? I actually believed she was interested in me when she did that public display of a near lap dance. Get over it and her. Where is she anyways? She hasn't called me for two days, I guess i should be the good watcher and call her tommorow.)
"Thank you." Xander grabbed one of the Long Islands and sipped it. (I wonder if she still thinks of me as that dweeb in high school) Xander thought as he finished his drink and started to drink the next one as he watched the crowd dance. "Mam! A couple more please!"
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Willow Rosenberg
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"I'm not ashamed. It's the computer age. Nerds are in. They're still in, right?"
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Apr 27, 2009 7:16:35 GMT 1
The cool spring night chilled her skin as the breeze blew against her. The moon was high in the sky this evening, and full as could be. The prime-time for witching, and all the other creepy stuff, too. The moonlight kept her path lit as she walked along the side-walk.
Tonight, Willow was dressed rather sexily for her taste. She wore tight black leather pants that lace up the side, a black halter, and leather with heels. Her make-up was heavy and dark, her hair kept a wet look and her long wavy curls were beautiful in the moonlight. Tonight, she was feeling more than frisky. With the full moon in affect - Willows senses were zipping and her being was tingling with energy. The pentagram around her neck gleamed in the moonlight, and its blue jewel glimmered. She also wore a few magical rings that she made herself, to protect her from certain baddies.
She walked quickly along her well lit path on her way to Club Evolution. Xander had told her it was like The Bronze, but better. She half expected to see him there this evening. The static negative energy in the air let her know there were many darklings lurking in the shadows, but she showed no fear. Willow strutted into the parking lot and she began to hear the club music in the distance. She switched her hips like a cat as she neared the building. Tonight, Willow felt sexy, and tonight, she was getting into trouble. Sometimes, even the quiet girls need a release. You know?
Willow pulled the door to her with her mind. It opened like an automatic door on hinges might. She stepped quickly through to the other side. The music was loud, but Bronzy. Her lips curled into a smile. She concurred with the musical selection thus far.
She ground her way through the dance floor to the bar. She elbowed for the last time as she broke through the nucleus that was the dance floor and rested her arms on the bar top. She pressed her chest inward, flaunting her assets to the sweet peice of candy behind the bar. Willow nibbled her bottom lip as she oogled the bar staff, much like an old trucker type might. One of the girls approached and Willow tilted her head to the side so she could hear her better.
"What can I get you to drink, hun?", said the blonde. "I would love a good mango martini..." Willow told her. "Ooh, my favorite too!" exclaimed the Blonde, her goodies jiggled slightly as she laughed. Willow couldnt help but look.
Willow waited only a moment before her drink was in front of her. She wiggled onto a bar stool and turned to face the dancefloor, sipping her drink steadily. She was getting alot of energy from someone in the club, and she was checking faces to see if she recognized anyone. Her eyes floated over the young crowd on the dance floor, and along the corners in the shadows...
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Finn Taylor
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Half Breed, Human/Vampire
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Post by Finn Taylor on Apr 27, 2009 8:32:53 GMT 1
"so this was the local hot spot huh?" The cowboy hatted youth walked towards the doors, talking to himself as he stepped past the bouncers. Something was odd about the bouncers, Finn stopped and looked back at them and there it was, crucifixes dangling from their necks. With a little shudder he stepped inside and away from the shiver inducing symbols of God.
It bothered him at times that crucifixes while not as harmful as to a proper vampire, made him uneasy and worried. Was it a sign he was abandoned by God or was there some other reasoning behind it?
It was the sound that hit him first, that steady thump of bass that made the floor vibrate in time with it. All other thoughts went out his head as his mind caught the rythym. Walking now, well bouncing a long a little in time with the music he smirked at some of the women giving him looks, he even gave a few a tip of the hat. Slowly, after he had check the room for exits he moved to the bar to hear someone order a mango martini. Finn turned to make a comment but instead just stared at the red head.
The thoughts that ran through his head where hard to grasp, so many at once. First of all it was Willow, someone he actually knew, even though she wouldn't know him. Second she looked insanely hot in the get up. Finn took a moment to compose himself and it was then he noticed something really bizarre. Did Willow just scope out the barmaid. He took a look at the woman behind the bar and smirked, she was pretty sterotypical for bar staff but that didn't make her less cute.
Finn looked back at Willow again and tried to hide his obvious amusement and excitement of seeing an old friend.
"I have to say, your the best looking woman in here." Finn smirked a little, he hadn't seen Lisa in as yet so that statement was at least true for now. "I'm Finn" Extending his hand out he smiled "Nice to meet you...? his tone implied he was after her name, not that he didn't know it already but it wasn't like he was aiming to freak her out.
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