Madison Barnes (brainy_btch) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-06-14 05:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | charles gunn, maddie barnes-gunn, place: la |
Flirting, Visions, Fighting...
Who: Gunn and Maddie
Where: Avarice
When: Friday, June 4th (Backdated)
It had been a while since Maddie had gone out to have a little fun. Chalk it up to stresses of the job, and … okay, a few visions involving a psychotic looking blonde and her… daddy? But whatever. She was here now and that was all that mattered. She was currently dressed in a sleeveless black shirt and matching black jeans, with a hint of black eyeliner, her long peroxide blonde hair tied back in a braid. She’d hoped to spot a familiar face tonight, but was just as content being on her own. She made her way to the bar, not the least bit surprised to see how busy it was tonight.
Tonight had been another successful raid on a vamp nest, and everyone was feeling the need to celebrate. Some people hit up Sillky's, but Gunn was feeling Avarice tonight. What could he say? Everytime he went there ha got to talk to a good looking girl, and he occasionally got a drink on the house if the owner was around. Tonight he had just walked in when he saw one of the good looking girls that he liked so much. Saddling up to the bar himself, he said, "And now I'm very happy I came here tonight."
Maddie's blue eyes lit up when she realised who was talking to her. Think she was happy to see him? "Why, Gunn with two 'n's. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me." Oh yes, this was Maddie flirting on her best behaviour. Around women, she was a bitch of epic proportions. Around men, or more specifically, this man? She was so sweet she could cause cavities. Let's see if that's a lasting thing, hm?
"Now how could someone in their right mind forget about someone as pretty as you?" Gunn asked. Oh yeah, he was definitely happy that he had come here tonight. Very happy indeed.
Ahh! Why did she have to be so cute and girly around him? Why? It was cruel and unusual and she couldn't stop smiling. Damn him. "You're sweet. Can I buy you a drink?"
"Now how could I turn down a lovely girl like yourself buying me a drink?" Gunn asked. He was more than happy to accept a drink from her.
She actually blushed then, and we all know that Maddie isn't the bashful type. "What's your poison?" Hell, she'd use any reason to stay in his company a little longer.
"Just a beer, honestly," Gunn said to her. "I'm not too picky when it comes to alcohol." Hell he couldn't really afford to be picky about much.
"Me either," she admitted with a small smile before ordering them each a beer. She took a sip of hers and then eyed him briefly. God, he was handsome, wasn’t he? "So, what do you do for fun?"
So, telling her 'staking vampires' would probably be weird, wouldn't it? Instead, he said, "Hang with friends, go out, normal stuff. What about you?"
'Being a bitch to people' probably wouldn’t come across as very congenial of her now, would it? "Normal stuff," she replied with a cheeky little smile. The smile didn’t last long, however. At first it looked like she was about to sneeze but she soon hunched over, gripping his forearm with surprising strength to keep her balance as she was assaulted with a vision, dozens of images and scents fighting for her attention as it felt like her brain was literally splitting in half.
When she first grabbed his arm, he thought she was being playful or something. Then it looked like she was having seizure. He grabbed onto her to make sure that she didn't come out of the chair.
After a few seconds the vision passed. They were always quick. Conflicting images wanting to get her attention. And now? Not only did she have a splitting headache, but she was pissed. "Air... Need air," she told him, before getting up unsteadily from her seat.
Gunn helped her up from her seat. "Then let's go outside," he said to her. "We don't need to call a doctor or anything, do we?"
Once outside and out of the way of prying ears, she replied, "No. It's not exactly something that any amount of medication can fix." She took in a breath and then kicked a nearby trashcan, not only sending it back a few feet, but also leaving a nice sizeable dent in it. Who knew someone so small could be so strong, hm? Then? She swore, loudly, venting her rage at the heavens. "Why can't I once, just once, have a normal day without you people throwing visions at me! Is that too much to ask!?" Obviously, she didn't get an answer. Although boy did she blushed when she realised that Gunn was there to witness her little outburst.
Gunn simply arched an eyebrow at her. "Visions?" he asked. "Like, what sort of visions?" She wouldn't be venting if they were something like, visions of next week's lottery numbers, huh? Plus, they looked painful as well.
Yep, they definitely weren't pleasant. She scowled at him then (well, it looked more 'cutely enraged' rather than actual scowling, but still!). "People … getting hurt, mostly. We ah," she groaned, "goddammit. Why do they have to send me this shit? Signal's busy! Hell-o! Ugh." She looked to him then, "tell me you don't scare easily?"
Since he hadn't already dismissed the idea of her getting visions, him being a scaredy cat was already out of the cards. "If you knew some of the things I've had to deal with, you'd know I don't scare easily," he told her. Then, with a completely straight face, he asked, "You seeing people getting attacked by vampires or something?"
Now see, if she'd been in her right mind (meaning: not pissed off her gourd), she should have expected that. As it was, however, her eyebrows shot up and she nodded, "Something. About six blocks from hear… Big. Very big. It tried to … I don't think it's happened yet." God, now this was the part she hated. She could never look the other way. "You got a ride?"
"Yeah, I got a truck," Gunn said, pointing it out in the parking lot. "Come on. Maybe we can stop it." Strangely, he was far more accepting of this than most people would be. Most people didn't fight vampires, well, for a living.
"Alright," she replied, still holding on to him a little to steady herself as the made the way to his truck. "Six blocks… that way," she pointed. "Tell me you've got something sharp. I think beheading is the only way to go here." Beheading? Really? Ew.
"I got an axe. Will that do it?" A friend of his had made him an axe out of a hubcap. Yeah, sounded kind of lame, but it was sharp as hell and had worked on plenty of vampires. He helped her to his truck and, once she was inside, he ran to the other side and started in the direction of where she indicated.
Was it odd that she found that… kind of hot? … Yeah, it was odd. "You'll really have to explain why you have an axe later," she told him, before directing him down a few side-streets. "This thing likes drugging and snatching kids, so… scary." God, she really thought she was forgetting something here. She hated that. It really did mean life or death. Oh, right... "It might have a kid, so… priority. I can take care of myself," she added sternly. Small though she was, with her demon heritage, she was stronger than she looked.
Gunn simply nodded at everything she said, although he couldn't help but crack a smile when she said that he'd have to explain why he had an axe later. Apparently they were both hip deep in this stuff. When he arrived where she had said, he parked the truck and ran to grab his axe out of the back.
She didn't bother with weapons. She wasn't much of a fighter (despite physical strength, she had no skill to back it up), so she just rushed down the alleyway and wouldn't you know it… "Shit," she muttered. She didn't know the demon breed, apart from the fact that he was big and… kinda horny (y'know, with actual horns coming out of him, ya pervs). It also had a small child draped over its shoulder. Fortunately, the kid was out of it… so hopefully she wouldn't remember anything, right? "Hey! Roman Polanski! Put the kid down!"
Gunn also noticed the demon was packing a kid with him. When the demon saw the two of them, though, he set the kid aside, ready to defend it. Gunn took a swing at it, but he managed to side step it. When the demon tried to swipe at him, Gunn managed to get out of the way as well, swinging the axe again and nailing the demon in the side.
Well, if a demon defending its noms wasn't the most unsettling thing ever… Maddie sure didn't know what was. She couldn't quite get to the kid, so she settled for distracting the demon as best as she could, which… was mostly insulting the thing while Gunn hit it, but hey, points for effort, right?
Between the slice in its side and Maddie insulting it and its mother, it seemed to be fairly distracted. After a couple more dodges on both parts, Gunn finally got behind it and got a good swing going, slicing off its head in one clean swoop. Luckily for all of them, the kid was still asleep, since they were now all covered in black goop. "Damn! I happen to like this shirt," Gunn said with a groan. "And, as for the axe, I kind of do this for a living. I usually lead raids on vampire nests, though."
Yeeeeeah, that? Was disgusting. She brushed the goop from her eye and shook her hand out on the sidewalk, thinking a good shower wasn't out of the question. With him, preferably. …God, was it odd that she found that all so horribly attractive? "Vampires are less messy," she replied, before going around the demon guts to pick the kid up with ease. Luckily, it was obvious where the demon had taken him from so… she was able to put him back to bed. Poor guy would have trouble explaining why he was so messy come morning, though. "Not that I'm big on fighting them, obviously."
Luckily, the demon had snatched the kid out of a nearby apartment. He hoped that the parents would understand that the goop was pretty much unavoidable. At least it wasn't acidic or anything, though. "Apparently they get caught in the hair a lot," he said, absently mindedly running a mostly clean hand over his bald head. "Not that I have that problem or anything."
"Clearly," she replied, and despite the seriousness of everything they'd just gone though, she couldn't help it but laugh. "We should do this again some time. I mean… not with the whole," she feebly punched at the air, "but… I'd like to see you in a ... less dangerous capacity." Awr, look. She had a sweet side, after all!
Her laughter made him crack a smile as well. "I'd like to see you again, too," Gunn said back to her, "also in a less dangerous capacity, because, while demon fighting is fun, it's not always good for the wardrobe, and, as a guy, I ain't exactly packing around a lot of clothes."
She eyed him briefly then, thinking that even now, covered in demon goo? He looked fine. "How do you feel about go-carts?" She asked with a smirk.
"Somehow, you just got even hotter by suggesting that," Gunn said to her, still smirking at her. Hey, a girl who loved go-carts was a rare girl indeed.
She grinned sweetly, "Well then, it's a date."