InsaneJournal

Who: Angelus & Steve Rogers
What: Amusement park fun times
When: Tonight
Where: Creepy amusement park
Warnings: NPC death, typical vampire/fight warnings

In some ways, toying with the people Angel and his sliver of humanity clung to was almost too easy. The desperation of finding a way to keep Angelus out of the mix for good was truly pathetic. They'd played with magic and were fucked over in the most ironic way possible. Instead of throwing away the bag, they let the demon out of it with no fool-proof way to put him back inside of it. Of all the ways he could have been set free, this was... well, second best. The devastated look on Buffy's face after Angel had boinked her only to find out having sex with her literally turned her lover evil? Years, a trip to hell, and crossing dimensions later — still priceless.

The witch was turning out to be a different sort of fun. Angelus was looking forward to witnessing the guilt she'd carry over each and every dead body would be delicious. He hadn't gone after any of the core group directly yet, but some of the locals? Real or not, a dozen or more of them were dead and left for anyone to find. Angelus might keep himself and his whereabouts under the radar, but he didn't give a shit who cleaned up his dinner.

Speaking of dinner, people were less out now that the black and white carnival had rolled into town. He'd done some wandering around and lurked in the dark to see who was getting the shit scared out of them this time. It was fun at first but also boring after a while, so when he caught sight of one of the local, non-villa residents, he figured what the hell. It was time for a Bloody Mary somewhere.

He didn't even bother with the usual song and dance of lurking a victim into a dark alley. Thanks to the black and white of it all and the cover of darkness, he was more a snatch and grab kind of vampire. Sure, the daylight ring he had thanks to the witch was helpful, but Angelus still liked the darkness. It was fucking Angel that wanted to be in the light. Not to say he wouldn't use the light to his advantage; he sure as hell would.

The girl he grabbed was a pretty thing. Sort of reminded him of Buffy in a few ways but with much less fight which was disappointing. The fighty ones were so much more fun.

Angelus hadn't bothered to dip into an alley or some other secluded spot, but instead he trapped the girl up against one of the old ticket booths. She whimpered and tried for a moment to get away, but he sank his fangs into her neck and began to drink.