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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 1, 2009 13:08:01 GMT 1
Jonathan stalked through the undergrowth of the woods, an unseen spectre on this cloudy night. Every sense was alert and fired up - this place had a grisly reputation and he was determined to find a few answers. Of course, in a general sense, these answers were quite obvious, but Jonathan was a perfectionist and strove for specification and detail.
He focused his mind and soon became aware of every living creature larger than a grasshopper within about seventy yards of his position. Nothing yet. Nothing strange, at least. He ventured deeper, watching his step and being careful not to snap any twigs or leaves that might give away his position. The wind was blowing away from him as well... so far so good.
Wait a sec![/color] Jonathan thought suddenly, My... uh... Jonathan Locke Sense is tingly! Uh, tingling. Damn, I can be lame sometimes...[/color]
He forced himself to sober up quickly - the euphoria of the hunt could get to him sometimes, especially when he was shrouded in darkness and nature and he felt his prey close by...
He moved quickly, quietly forwards. There. A group of three. humanoid, hairy, large claws and teeth, small horns, thick built. He racked his brains quickly and came up with Esecial Demon. Low level man-killers with a human vocal range, usually attack on site, no benign encounters, often live with or close to stronger demons who deploy them as lackeys. Excellent sense of sight and smell, powers: physical strength/speed/reach. No specific way of termination.
Hmm. Not a great find, but at least it put him in the right direction. Best take them out quickly he decided attaching his wrist blades - no point wasting ammo. He got as close as he dared, sneaking up behind them...
Then burst out of the bushes, arm held high above his head as he leapt towards the closest demon, planting the blade firmly through it's neck and tearing it out as he passed. The other two reacted impressively, but clumsily, with a series of lazy swings. Jonathan ducked and dodged them all easily before landing a series of lightening fast kicks to the gut of one of the demons and a powerful drop kick to the chest of the other, sending it sprawling out of the way. The first demon felt a powerful roundhouse kick to the head as it straightened up and Jonathan could see it was dead before it hit the floor - the beautiful thing about Kaita was that it gave the user a degree of control over kick-back as well as power, meaning a sweet shot like that one with little or no kick-back could effectively have the power of a shotgun blast.
No time to admire his work though as the last demon was on him. It pounced on his back and was about to sink it's huge teeth into Jonathan's neck when he caught it in the chest with a mean elbow. It fell to the floor spluttering as Jonathan closed in for the kill. He was surprised to see it hold up a hand and speak between wheezes.
"Hang on, hang on..." it wheezed, "Jus-just gimmie a sec, I'll be okay in a moment..."
Jonathan straightened up and stretched his shoulders.
"Yeah, no problem." he said, a cigarette appearing in his hand. He sparked up. "Smoke?" he asked the demon, holding out a spare.
The demon took it and sparked up, handing Jonathan's lighter back to him.
"Thanks." it said, taking a deep puff. "Damn, that was a sweet shot you landed on me... you a slayer or something?" "Na. Slayers are all female." Jonathan replied. The demon waved a hand dismissively. "Ah, y'all look the same to me. You seem alright for a human though. it commented. Jonathan grunted. "Demon raised. Got picked up at an orphanage." He explained. The demon nodded. "Yeah, that was a big fad about a thousand years ago. Don't happen so much anymore.
Jonathan took another drag on his cigarette and exhaled slowly.
"So... you live around here?" "Yeah, got a nice little cave. Lots of moss, dry enough, not too far from the boss. Convenient, y'know?" Jonathan nodded. "Sounds nice." "This time of year, sure. Freeze my ass in the winter though. I keep saying we should get blankets, but I get told that it's just not the demonic thing to do. But I mean, demons gotta move forward, y'know? No good getting caught up in tradition. Time for a new era I say, but they heard it all before, new era this, new era that... "Try 'paradigm shift'. Means the same thing, but sounds better." Jonathan suggested.
The demon nodded and threw away his cigarette. Jonathan did the same. "You okay now? Ready?" He asked. The demon nodded and stood up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm ready." "You wanna go from here, or where we left off?" "Uuuh... where we left off, if that's okay?" "Sure, so... you would've been about where you are and I was about here with my back to you, right?" "Right." They took their positions.
"Ready? On three. One...two...three!" Jonathan shouted as the demon lunged for him again. But Jonathan had already spun around and landed his blade deep into the demon's heart, spinning as they fell and landing on top of it. The demon pointed a finger and Jonathan and nodded his head whilst his body convulsed lightly.
"Damn..." It said, "You're good." "Cheers buddy." Jonathan replied before twistng the blade and killing the demon.
He stood up and looked around, waiting for the adrenaline to wear off and his readings to return... hopefully he hadn't attracted anyone's attentions...
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Post by Xander Harris on May 4, 2009 9:33:43 GMT 1
The scene opened up with a obviously frightened dark haired figure running into the forest closely followed by a winded dark haired man wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and the all too familiar eye patch over his left eye. "Since when did vampires run away from me? This role reversal is obviously beneficial." Xander confidently sarcasticly yelled toward his prey. "Is it the eye patch, Lucy? It has to be the eye patch! I know I'm not that ugly since I have dated my fair share of hot demons and some hot humans." Xander yelled and smiled too himself. Xander Harris has come along way from being that 16 year old insecure zeppo of the Scooby gang Xander thought to himself. (How the hell did I become the second in charge of this massive super squad, when back then I was the doughnut guy?)
Xander kept hot in pursuit of the scared sick vampire, when unfortunately for the vampire he tripped and fell. Xander quickly notices and capitalizes and jumps on the poor vampire with stake in hand before he can get to his feet. "Not so fast Lucy, the Xan- Man has some dusting to do, and I forgot my dirt devil so things are going to get messy." Xander quickly pulled his fist back and releasec a blow into the vampires demonized pale face. "Please don't! I'll do anything if you let me live! I didn't mean to feast upon the girls, they wanted it!" The panicking vampire criec out. Xander quickly reacted to the vampires sudden change of heart and thought to himself after he landed another fist to the face. (Hmmmm.. Lets quote myself here.) "See my friend, I would love to believe you." as Xander put his free hand up to his mouth and taped his pointer finger on his lips and looked up acting like he is in deep thought. "A great scoundrel and a total bamf of a demon extinguisher named Alexander Lavelle Harris told me once that I don't like vampires. I'm going to take a stand and say they're not good." Xander said as he chuckled.
A confused look went across the vampires face as he laughed. "What sort of loser would have a middle name like that? It's ridiculous." Xander gave the vampire his I'm pissed and going to stake you like I would to do it to Angelous face."This loser." Xander stated confidently as he pulled back his stake hand and quickly released the ending blow toward the chest of the vampire.
Before the finishing blow connected the vampire quickly mustered up his inhuman strength and quickly dodged and threw Xander off him into a tree forced him to drop his stake. (Oww! that's going to leave a mark.) Xander thought himself.The vampire then smiled and ran toward our hero who hasn't gathered himself yet to feast. "Who the bitch now?!" the vampire yelled as he picked Xander up by the neck. Xander smirked and replied with a chuckle. "Your the one named Lucy." as the vampire turned to dust. "That was too close, good thing I carried more than a single stake nowadays, something 16 year old hormone driven Xander neglected to do. Speaking of hormones, I wonder what Buffy is wearing?" (Where is she anyways?) Xander pondered until he heard a commotion no more than 100 feet away. "Let me guess more dead guys with my name on them, I should have brought my trusty dust pan." an annoyed Xander rambled.
Xander quickly walked toward the noises until he spots a young man probably a few years younger than Xander taking on 3 of the ugliest demons Xander has ever seen next to Angel and of course the infamous William the Bloody A.K.A. Spike. Xander watched curiously . (Should i help this fella?) Xander's thought changed as the blonde man quickly made short work of the first two knuckle heads. (Okay never mind this guy is one tough cookie. I wonder what his deal is?) Xander watched in awe as the man and the demon took a smoke break and made small talk. (What?) The break didn't last much longer and the blonde quickly finished the demon off after he finished his cigarette. (Who said smoking doesn't kill.) Xander laughed at his thought as he walked towards the mysterious fella.
"So, let me guess you go for a nightly hike through the forest of Misery with a giant William Wallace looking sword for protection from cigarette smoking demons every day? I thought being mistaken for the guy from Evil Dead and asked for autographs was weird." Xander sarcasticly stated with a smirk as he approached his new ally or enemy. (Lets hope he thinks I'm funny and doesn't go all Deadpool on me.) Xander thought to himself.
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Jonathan Locke
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 4, 2009 14:20:26 GMT 1
The second Jonathan heard Xander start to speak, his head reared up and looked over his shoulder at him and Jonathan slowly turned to face him with a look of apathetic caution. At first he suspected some wise-cracking Vampire or Vampire Hunter wannabe as his adrenaline levels were lowering and he'd started to pick up trace amounts of Vampire in the area.
He was genuinely surprised to see Xander Harris. Jonathan always did his research and kept a close eye on who's who in the business these days and had noted with interest Xander's rise in standing amongst the underworld community which started at 'that dorky guy who tails Buffy sometimes' and had moved on to 'Did someone say Xander Harris?? WHERE??'.
Jonathan smiled at Xander's comment. He'd always imagined the infamous Xander Harris to be a cold, nasty piece of work as was often the case with these zero-to-hero types but was refreshed to see that he'd mostly kept hold of his light-hearted personality.
I wonder if he realises what a huge asset that makes him to those around him?[/color] Jonathan pondered. Probably, was the answer he came up with. He didn't doubt for a second that Xander knew the importance of appearing un-phased and upbeat even if you didn't feel it.
He shrugged.
"Heh. A lot of these midnight nasties are like those jerks from the school ground who always hang out in big groups and act like total assholes - you often find that if you get one of them alone then they're actually okay people." Jonathan explained. He sparked up another cigarette to help his nerves calm a little faster after the fight.
"You're Xander Harris, right? Smoke?" Jonathan offered.
Yeah, yeah. Jonathan could be a bit of a chain smoker sometimes. But there was more to it than simple addiction - it helped people to relax. And was a good way to pick up chicks; if you see one smoking, ask her for a light and you're on your way!
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Post by Xander Harris on May 4, 2009 14:55:52 GMT 1
Xander chuckled at his offering of a cigarette. "I don't smoke, thanks though." Xander looked uneasy for a second and relented. "Okay if you insist, just promise me you won't tell Buffy or Willow, they would kick my ass if they knew I smoked once in awhile." Xander said reluctantly as he took the cigarette and lighter.
Xander lite the Cigarette and inhaled, and released. "Menthols?" Xander asked. "You would think after fighting the likes of the Master, The One and Glory, or even almost having sex with a giant praying mantis, that I would be a chain smoker." Xander joked and looked at the Blond questionably. "How did you who I was? I know, it was the patch? Right? Not everyday you can see a real live living, and talking pirate." sarcasm flowed out of the question as he inhaled again. "So whats your deal highlander? And do you and Spike go to the same stylist?" Xander jokingly asked.
(This guy has something up with him. Let's hope he is always this friendly to the good guys. We don't need any sliced up slayers) Xander thought.
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Jonathan Locke
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Perfectionism [per-fek-shuh-niz-uhm] -noun: The state of being Jonathan Locke.
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 4, 2009 15:28:49 GMT 1
So Buffy Summers and Willow Rosenberg are here in Misery too? Makes sense, the Watchers Council would notice a new Hellmouth forming before anyone else even thought to look.[/color] Jonathan thought to himself, taking his lighter back from Xander.
"Dude, I don't usually smoke menthols, but seriously, always have some with you. For some reason Vamps and other Demons seem to have a hard time sniffing you out after you've had a couple." He laughed softly and inhaled.
"Well, the eye patch was a bit of a give away... you've been round the block more than a few times now, you're pretty well known in certain circles." Jonathan explained. He was sure the Watchers probably had a, hopefully quite small, file on him somewhere. He liked to stay off the radar as much as possible, but that fell to bits when he once blew up a large section of the sewer system in the city he was in last.
"And me? Well... I'm Jonathan Locke." Jonathan shrugged. "My picture appears in the demon dictionary under 'pain-in-the-ass'... and the cover of Men's Health once."
He took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled through the nose.
"You were dusting Vampires just now, right? How far do patrols generally venture into these woods?" Jonathan asked, a thought suddenly occurring to him.
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Post by Xander Harris on May 4, 2009 20:26:13 GMT 1
Xander looked at the Blond and laughed as he talked as if Xander was a celebrity. "Yeah, I guess I have been around the block more than once. I'm just the lackey Buffy and Willow are the real heroes." Xander said doing his usual downplaying of his role as a Scooby routine and touched his eye patch. "Yeah, you can thank a crazy priest named Caleb for that, I still get headaches from it." Xander replied.
Xander reacted to his name."Isn't that some English writer or something that wrote something that inspired the Declaration of Independence? (Wow, Xander remembers something from school.)"I mean it's a pleasure to meet ya." Xander said as he chuckled at the Men's Fitness cover statement. "Yeah there is most likely a file on you somewhere my boy."
Xander gave John an embarrassed look. "Yeah about that..... I was chasing a dead boy since Saint Luke's and I finally caught him here and made work son. After getting my night jog/chase in...... Who were those good looking fellas you sliced and diced?" Xander questioned?
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Jonathan Locke
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Perfectionism [per-fek-shuh-niz-uhm] -noun: The state of being Jonathan Locke.
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 4, 2009 22:52:20 GMT 1
"Hmm." Jonathan mused, taking a long drag on his cigarette as he listen to Xander.
So, it looks like Vampires are predominantly in the Graveyard and Park area, whilst Demons mostly hang around the woods and cliff... They've marked out their territories I guess, Demons and Vamps do tend to avoid each other...[/color]
"John Locke was an old English philosopher, best noted for his Two Treatises of Government. I guess the only similarity between us is a life view that differs from the norm. I kinda prefer to be called 'Jonathan' at any rate. Jonathan said in what sounded like a well rehearsed little statement. ((I actually studied that at Uni. I'd be using the name Jonathan Locke for years before so I got some laughs out of that one!))
Jonathan exhaled and motioned towards the three corpses that he'd just created.
"Those guys? Low level chumps, nothing special. Not much better than Vampires really, but they're more tolerated by other Demon races. They get used as lackeys a lot. I'm hoping that they're indication of something meaner further in - these woods have got a reputation and I'd like to find out who gave it to them." Jonathan told Xander.
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Post by Xander Harris on May 5, 2009 4:44:12 GMT 1
(This kid knows his stuff.) Xander was impressed with the way Locke spoke and handled himself. (Good sense of humor too, that's good to have in this business, just a little bit too cocky.) Xander looked around at the sliced up bodies and smiled. "Yeah, you really pulled a ninja, Deadpool style, very, very impressive, I have to admit." Xander chuckled and kicked one of the bodies. "Serves them right!"
Xander scratched the back of his head and looked down at his phone. (It's getting somewhat late.) "So Jonathan, how did you end up getting your feet wet in this crazy hellmouthy world? Don't tell me you did it because you had a crush on a girl when you were sixteen and followed her around until somehow you bring her back to life, but she still chooses a vampire over you?" Xander couldn't help but laugh when he said it. (Buffy has the kind of effect..) Xander thought as he shook his head.
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Jonathan Locke
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Perfectionism [per-fek-shuh-niz-uhm] -noun: The state of being Jonathan Locke.
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Post by Jonathan Locke on May 5, 2009 12:23:51 GMT 1
Jonathan didn't know the ins and outs of the Scooby Gang's relationships, just Xander's last comment was mostly lost on him. Still, he could put two and two together.
Plus I know how it feels when a girl treats you like a fond piece of furniture while she dates guys who you can see are obviously wrong for her... that can stick with you for a long time.[/color]
Jonathan did laugh lightly, however. Xander had a jovial way of putting things and it rubbed off.
"Well, that's the story of my life man. In a nut shell, I got picked up by a demon after being taken into foster care and he trained me. But the plans he had for me didn't fit with what I wanted to do, so... I haven't seen him for a long time." Jonathan finished. He was quiet for a moment.
"It's been good talking to you Xander..." Jonathan said, pulling a small business card out of one of his pockets. It was a simple white background with a dark green 'JL' on the front and a mobile number at the bottom. "But I want to map this area for an hour or so before the sun starts to rise. Give me a call sometime. Y'know, if you need a wing man, drinking buddy, patrol partner or whatever."
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Post by Xander Harris on May 5, 2009 13:16:15 GMT 1
Xander listened in awe and felt stupid for making his story sound sorrowful. (Dam I feel stupid complaining about my CHOICE of Buffy chasing, when this poor guy got basically kidnapped by a demon and forced into training, at least he mad the right choice when it mattered.)
"I'm sorry, I had a choice at least. I'm glad you made the right choice when it mattered, if you didn't you might have chopped me up like a Chicago style pizza ." Xander smirked as he grabbed Locke's business card and shook his hand.
"It's been a blast. Don't get too comfortable though, I have a feeling me and Buffy will need all the help we can get, and it's good to know that we might be able to count on you." Xander chuckled at the drinking reference. "Dude, once your Xander's drinking buddy/wingman there's no going back, and your going have ask Buffy about the patrol buddy. I'm her official patrol buddy and she doesn't like to share, shes a very protective of her watcher."
Xander winked his one eye and waves after he turns around to walk away and yelled "Stay gold ponyboy!" jokingly. (I think this dude will come in handy, we are going to need all the help we can get, now where the hell is Buffy?) Xander thought to himself as he strolled home.
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