Baily Bale (baily_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-06-27 12:40:00 |
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Let Gwen Be All Gushy
Who: Baily and Gwen
Where: Avarice
When: Friday Night, 6/25
Well... judging by the music coming through the speakers? Baily was definitely NOT doing her thing tonight. Not that it was bad, but Gwen always knew when her buddy was DJing, because that was when the BEST stuff was being played. As the blonde slayer walked around near the dance floor, she took a look to see if the she-wolf was around anywhere. Hey... now that she was welcome here again, she wanted to see her friend. Shut up.
Baily actually was here, chilling at a table in a corner so as to avoid much of the teenager crowd that frequented this place so much in the summer. She was waiting for Derek to get off of work, but she still had a few hours before that happened. Damn Uncle Dave for having an all night bike shop! When she saw Gwen, though, she gave her a wave. "Wow, welcome here again and everything. I'm impressed."
"Yeah... what can I say? I made an impression at the wedding." She said with a smirk, trying not to make a thing of it. "Besides..." ok, she said this teasingly, but it *was* technically true... "I'm practically family now!"
"Damn, I heard," Baily said with a slight smirk. "So relieved to not have any brats of my own running about, to tell the truth. A little too freaky, even for me." Sad but true there. Even Baily had her limits, it seemed. "How DID you hook up with the daughter of a pseudo enemy and a former hook up, anyway?"
"That's the ironic part. I didn't even know who she WAS. I just saw her, thought she was sexy, and started flirting with her. Next thing we knew, the chemistry just took over... and I was smitten." Aw. Seriously? Gwen was GLOWING at this point.
Baily giggled. Oh yeah, the girl could actually giggle when she wanted. Kind of strange, huh? "Yeah, chemistry will whack you in the back of the skull like that, huh?"
"Baily.. I'm not kidding when I say this: Blake is just... the most amazing person I've ever met. We just... fell for each other immediately. I'd give anything for her." This really WAS weird. Gwen never acted so swoony... so GIRLY... over anyone.
"Definitely got hit in the back of the skull with it," Baily said with a nod. OK, Baily didn't get too girly with much of anyone, but it was still fun to see her friend be so happy over someone.
"She just... she kisses me, and it's like the whole world just fades away and there's nothing there but me and her." Gwen's smile widened there, and she just looked... ecstatic. "I guess... while I may not like what Skylar did to me... if that's even a fraction of how Ben makes her feel... I get it."
"Yep, that sounds like love alright," Baily said to her. "Can't speak for the two of them technically, but they look like they feel it, too, plus they seem to have a whole litter of kids running around. Good for them, I guess. Good for you, too."
"I just hope I'm not boring you. Being one of those idiots who cant shut up about the person they're dating." Of course, there had to be a FEW typical Gwen-moments... "As it is, I think we mighta ruined Neely's couch. And her car. And the guest bedroom."
That last part just made Baily crack up. Oh yeah, she was still Gwen, even if she was gushy!Gwen. "Oh, I'm sure Neely is going to make an awesome mother-in-law for you one day."
"Hah! Yeah. She kind of already wants to kill me, I think. She's only tolerating me for Bee's sake. Hopefully she'll accept me in time. And Rachelle... Jesus. That's not a meeting I'm looking forward to." Gwen admitted, rolling her eyes. "Considering our last meeting was me telling her I fucked her wife..."
Baily shook her head. "I think she's coming around a little. Sure, things could have went better. You could have not told her that you laid her wife over a bed and did things to her they write good porn about, but she started shit, too." Leave it to Baily Bale to see things from a rational perspective.
"On the bright side, at least they hadn't gotten together yet..." Gwen mumbled, shrugging, "Still... that could be rough. At least I know I came clean to Blake. She knows everything and she's ok with it."
"As long as Blake knows that's what really matters, ain't it?" Baily asked. "What's your Watcher think of her, anyway?" She knew that Gwen valued his opinion like gold or something.
"Well... considering his first impression of her was walking in on us in bed together... I'd say he took it all very well. He's only met her once, but he SEEMED to like her... even offered to let her stay with us if she wants to. When we move." She threw in, realizing that... you know? She really hadn't told anyone about that yet.
"Wait, you guys are moving?" This was news to Baily. Of course, Gwen was free to move as she pleased, but Baily herself had enjoyed her company. "Where are you guys moving to?"
"Not TOO far away... another branch of the Council is opening in Vegas. And Mr. Giles wants me to lead the Slayers there. Sort of how Catherine leads them HERE." She shrugged, trying to pass it off as not a big deal. "Besides... I think Skylar and I will get along a LOT better if we're not around each other on a daily basis."
"There's another branch of Avarice there as well," Baily said. "I was thinking of DJing there on occasion." Mostly just for fun, since she didn't exactly need the money or anything. "And that, sadly, might be true about you and Skylar. Sure, things are OK for now, but who knows how one of you might piss of the other next."
"Dude, exactly. And I don't need more drama. Especially if I'm sorta in love with a member of that family now. I don't want Blake's life to be more difficult because of me." Wow. Gwen was even thinking of others before herself now. Times? CHANGING.
"Not a bad way of thinking about things, either," Baily agreed. "And can I say that I'm still relieved that no child of either of us has popped up out of the wood works?"
"HAH! I am SO with you on that. Can you imagine a little me or a little you running around? Only chaos can possibly happen." She smirked, leaning back in her chair. "So yeah. I'm gonna be a leader. Like this can possibly end well."
"Nah, I'd rather not," Baily admitted. A little her would only cause trouble, plus Baily couldn't imagine trying to raise a kid. "Wow, you a leader. So, how long will it take for Vegas to burn to the ground?" she teased.
"Not TOO long, most likely." Gwen admitted with a loud guffaw. "Thank GOD I'm out of my 'drinking-myself-into-a-stupor' phase. Or Vegas would be fucked."
"Dude, Vegas would be totally fucked if that were still the case," Baily pointed out. "Luckily, for Vegas and your liver, you're past that." Slayer healing could only help too much, after all.
"True. I'm just drunk on love now, or some shit like that." Hey, nobody ever said Gwen was poetic, right? "God, Baily... I'm so fucking retarded over her..."
"Hey, there are way worse things to be retarded over than love," Baily pointed out to her. "You could be retarded over heroin. Now that I'd have to smack you over or something."
"Ugh. No way. Even at my worst, I never went near drugs. I saw what that shit did to Wilson, you know? When she was on that shit, she was a total bitch. Look at her NOW. Clean... and all nice and sweet and shit." Gwen shook her head adamantly. "Nope. Blake's my drug, girl."
"Ok, if you try to snort Blake then we might have a problem," Baily said with a laugh. "Still, I'm happy for you that you finally found someone to be completely gaga over."
"Nah. Perfectly happy sexin' the hell outta her, thanks." Gwen winked. "Seriously. Do you all have even ONE ugly bitch in the family? Christ."
"Nope, being a werewolf means that you are genetically blessed in more ways than one," Baily said with a grin. "What did you expect? No one that's ugly comes to LA."
"Dude. Don't kill me for this? But your uncle ain't exactly a GQ model, dude. Granted, the rest of you kinda make up for it..." She snickered, ready to duck a punch.
"Hey, his very hot stripper girlfriend seems to think otherwise, so to each their own," Baily said simply with a shrug. "Some people LOVE the biker look. She seems to be one of them."
"True enough." She stated, letting it go there. "Besides... clearly, I'm more into chicks anyway. I've liked a few guys, Pat and Joshua being the notables, but damn. I can't even THINK about anyone but Blake now. It's insane how bad I am with her."
"Well, like I said, consider yourself lucky, because some people never find someone to be retarded like that over," Baily said. She had, but some were apparently not that lucky.
"Is this how Derek makes you feel, Baily? Seriously... I'm not joking here... I need to know if this is what REAL love feels like? I mean..." She blushed there (yes, GWEN blushed), unable to meet the other girl's eyes. "I just think about her, and I get all fluttery in my stomach, and can't help but grin like an idiot until it practically HURTS."
"What are you so worried about, anyway?" Baily asked with a slight laugh. "Are you worried that this is like, infatuation or lust or something? Yes, it's love. You'd be stuck talking just about her tits if it weren't. I'm sure they are great, and I'm SO not thinking of a cousin that way, by the way, but you're also talking about how she makes you feel, which is a good sign."
"God. She's perfect. No other way to say it. She loves the same shit I do, she has the same sense of humor... ok, she's also about the hottest thing I've ever seen, but that's only part of it." Gwen actually started laughing then, a little embarrassed at herself. "I never thought I'd be this giggly and stupid over ANYONE."
Baily reached over and patted Gwen's hand quickly. "Hey, happens to the best of us," she said with a slight grin. "Just sit back and enjoy the ride."