Chosen: A Buffy The Vampire Slayer RPG

Who: Spike & Davan.
When: Saturday, June 25th, during the day.
Where: The library.
What: Spike goes looking for Giles and stumbles across some new 'kid' instead.



( The library was not somewhere Spike visited often -- and when he did, it definitely wasn't to read books. )

Who: Spike & Faith.
When: Let's say June 25th, Saturday, after sundown.
Where: Outside the castle.
What: Spike smokes and waits around for something (or someone) interesting to come along.



( He never had anything to do, really, other than get into trouble and then lie to Buffy about it. )

Who: Davan and Giles
When: Thursday
Where: Inside the Citadel, library.
What: Davan finds the books.



( So I heard you know things... )

Who: Spike and Dawn.
When: June 24, 2003. I believe that's Friday. Evening.
Where: Wherever Dawn's room is located.
What: Spike misses his Little Bit and decides to check in on her.



( Spike had taken a vow to look after her once upon a time, and that wasn't something he did lightly. )

Who: Dawn Summers and Rupert Giles
What: Giles wants to make sure Dawn isn't Lost in Transition
When: June 24th, 2003
Where: Citadel Library
Status: In Progress

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( I miss the Bay City Rollers. )

Who: Emorie Tilden and Open
What: Out Huntin'!
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Out in Scotland. Some field or other.
Status: Open.

( Hunt time! )

Who: Andrew and Spike
When: Tuesday night
Where: Inside the citadel
What: Possibly a little stalkerish on Andrew's behalf.



( To say that he was bored was an understatement... )

Who: Kara and the other Watchers
When: Tuesday Night
What: Kara calls a sly meeting

Kara paced the room, trying not to glance at the half empty whiskey bottle on the little side table, every time she passed it. She wanted to talk about the medical facilities, as she still considered her primary duty to be that of a doctor, and thus she found herself worrying about what they had in terms of funding, facilities and properly trained staff.

She also felt that by being efficient at this aspect of her new job here, she could draw attention away from what she felt were glaring inadequacies in her abilities as a Watcher, which she had not yet found the time to address with Mr Giles

Who: Faith and Open
When: Tuesday afternoon
What: Faith tries to be a grown up and meet the Potentials

Faith was still pretty damn unsure, was she really ready to be a role model? That was more B’s deal than hers. She was more with the murder/death/torture type stuff. No responsibility there except to hide any bodies that didn’t spontaneously combust; melt; or dust.

But then, there were potentials who were like her, or like she used to be, anyway. Who would see this great power not as a Spiderman like great responsibility, but as a step up the ladder of life that raised them above normal morality, normal law, even conscience. Faith knew that feeling, it was to feel like a god. She didn’t want any of these kids to experience that feeling of inhumanity or the crushing come down from that, however fantastic the high was.

That was why she stood, ready to present the ‘Scrappies’ as she’d christened them in her head, with the bad points of being the evil slayer.

Day:
June 22- 27, 2003

Weather:
Partly cloudy with a high of 17 degrees Celsius and a low of 14

Sunrise 5:07am
Sunset 8:58pm
Waning Gibbous moon

Events:

Oz, Spike and Riley arrive
Faith meets Ewan
Oz and Willow meet up

OOC: Thank you so much for bearing with us, we should be back running now. Question for the faithful, day or week changes preferred? Let me know if I’ve missed any events.

Who: Spike & Riley.
When: The next night. (I know the day change hasn't happened quite yet, but I wanted to go ahead and get this posted while I have the time for it. I hope that's okay, mods!)
Where: A cemetery in Lauder.
What: Spike skulks around, looking for demon-y trouble.



( He crept toward the source of the sound, hoping that whatever it was, it was evil. )

Who: Spike & Buffy.
When: An indeterminate time during the night.
Where: Inside the Citadel.
What: Spike and Buffy's long-awaited reunion.



( Curious to see if it was someone he knew, Spike rounded the corner... and ran right into them. )

Who: Spike & Ainsley.
When: After sunset.
Where: Outside the Citadel.
What: Spike arrives in Scotland.



( He didn't have anywhere better to go, that was for sure. )

WHO: Willow & OPEN (oz want?)
WHEN: just before dusk
WHERE: a small spread of trees out back
WHAT: re-energizing
RATING: duno

( Whoever it was would either say something to her, or leave her alone. )

Selective: Willow

Willow;

After having spoken with Buffy it comes to my attention that it might benefit the castle for us to lay out protective charms and de-invites on the entryways. This is quite an old castle, and there is no way of knowing who has been invited in the past, and for our safety as well as the girls' protection I feel it necessary. You and I will work together on this, because frankly, you have more experience with the de-invite and protection charms. If you will get together a list of items you require, I will pull it together and meet you at the front gate at your leisure.

Also, if you're interested in taking on a student, or at least, someone who wishes to learn from you, there's a young lady you should meet. Her name is Andrea Smith, and she's from the Bath coven. her grandmother recently passed away, and though she's not said so outright, I imagine she'd like to expand her horizons. Her coven concentrates almost exclusively with Earth magic. You would be doing me a great favor if you spoke to her, Willow, and showed her some of the things that you've learned. She's quite a talented young woman, and I believe she could become quite an asset.

Day:
June 21, 2003

Weather:
Mostly cloudy with a high of 17 degrees Celsius and low of 17 degrees

Sunrise 4:26am
Sunset 10:03pm
Third Quarter Moon

Events:
Everyone is getting organized and more people are coming in every day. Buffy has had a prophetic dream and is going to question the other slayers in case they've had anything similar occur.

Who: Ellie and OTP
When: 9:30pm
Where: The Citadel
What: Ellie tries to mingle

Ellie stood in the great hall, toying with her own hands. She had asked herself over and over how the hell she could do this so easily when she was working, plaster a smile on her face with total strangers and make small talk as easily as anything, but she knew then that she’d only have to see them for ten minutes a day or maybe never see them again.

Here was different, she had to try to settle in and deal with seeing with and talking to the same people every day, not just as work colleagues, who she could walk away from at the end of the day, but as people who she had to care about and even trust. This probably meant she’d have to squash her shyness and fear of emotional closeness, for the first time since before she left home, and actually talk to them. She’d do it…Now…Right now…Honest.

Who: Xander and Kitty
When: 9:30pm
Where: Chicago
What: Xander is in need of food

Xander let out a jaw cracking yawn as he drove towards the city lights in front of him. For a brief moment he took his eyes off the freeway so he could fumble around for the tape recorder he’d been using to document his little road trip. Finally locating the device he glanced up and quickly yanked on the steering wheel to prevent his rental car from drifting under the back tires of a semi trailer.

“What a road hog,” Xander complained to nobody in particular when he was sure his heart wasn’t about to explode out of his chest or that his bladder didn’t suddenly vacate. Which he really needed to stop thinking about while he located a bathroom. It was all the Big Gulp’s fault for be so big and gulpy. Putting that out of his thoughts he turned to something much more important, his road trip journal.

“Okay let’s see, day…Saturday I think. Time…uh night time,” Xander fumbled after clicking on the recorder. “So I’ve been on trip for a little while now, been doing some healing, a little soul searching and so far I’ve learned a few things. First, always bring extra socks, and two, adult diapers. ..not such a dumb idea after all. Well here I am on my way into Detroit,” he noted as he drove under a freeway sign indicating he was approaching Chicago, “the windy city? Okay it seems I’ve made a few wrong turns. Note to self, fire navigator.” Grabbing a map that was sitting on the passenger seat Xander crumpled it up in one hand then tossed it out of the window. “Done. Well since I’m here I might as well check out the sites. And I know just where to start.”

A short time later found Xander stopping his car in the parking lot of a Hooters. Hopping out he quickly locked the doors, he wasn’t sure why as all his worldly possessions amounted to a small bag of mostly dirty clothes, and strode towards the front door. Entering he stopped and took a deep breath as he surveyed the interior. “Ah the sweet smell of the cultural pinnacle of American, greasy food with the slight hint of vomit. Yummy.” Before he took a seat in one of the booths Xander took a quick side trip to the bathroom and pleasantly surprised that it was actually clean. With his bladder empty, oh such a wonderful sensation, Xander found himself a place to sit and tried not to look like some kind of pervert just there to ogle the attractive ladies in the tight t-shirts. No, he had much more class than that as he played it cool and casually waved to a waitress. Of course his rumpled plaid shirt, dirty jeans, unshaven face and eye patch made him look like a serial killer with a pirate fixation.

who: Vi & OPEN
what: Vi is trying to meditate
where: a hill by Lake Erie
when: July 15th, 2003. Mon Morn.
warnings: none atm
status: incomplete

( And then Slayer senses kicked in as she heard someone walking up the hill behind her. )

Who: Faith and OTP
Where: One of the training rooms
When: 10am
What: Faith keeps her head down and works off some tension

Faith kicked out at the hanging punch bag, letting out a satisfied sound as she responded to its rebound swing. It wasn’t as good as sparring, but she just wasn’t as good with the minis as B’. She could get away with feeling too guilty as keeping the door open meant she wasn’t officially hiding, anyone who wanted her could find her if they looked hard enough.

She was a good fighter, she knew that, and she had a deal to hold up with herself. She had to keep hold of her sanity, only kill demons and stay on track. She also hoped that she could be some help to the ones who felt the same about being the Slayer as she had. Still did sometimes.

“Take. Want. Have.” Faith murmured to herself, chuckling softly. She kinda hoped that she hadn’t changed that much, it hadn’t been legal, but she couldn’t help but think that she’d had more fun than B’ at least some of the time.