Viva Vamp Vegas! - an AU Buffyverse RP

Who: Gypsie and Cliff
Where: University Medical
When: Tuesday, January 11th - Afternoon after this scene

Gypsie had started to find her way back to the world with an almost inaudible moan and twitch of her fingers before her hand inched ever so slowly from her side to try and lift to touch whatever it was she subconsciously felt at the side of her neck.

Cliff was quick to reach for her hand to stop her from grasping at the bandages, since if she ripped at her stitches, she'd need to be resown. "Shh... Gypsie... don't touch..." he murmured, trying to sooth her. "You're in the hospital... you were hurt." He put more meaning behind her last statement, since while he was the one to hurt her, he didn't want anyone else to know that, since the nurse was currently in the room at the time.

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Who: Cliff and Gypsie
Where: Random streets
When: Tuesday, January 11th – early morning

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Who: Gypsie and Gwen, then Gypsie and Narcissa
Where: Streets of Vegas, then an abandoned store
When: Tuesday Night - August 31

Gypise was out wandering the main strip of Vegas. Joey was home safe and sound with barely a mark on her from the attack she suffered through a short time back. One less thing for the teen to worry about. She knew she had a deal made with another Slayer in the city, Gwen, but the teen hadn't as of yet attempted to make contact with the girl. For some reason Gypsie was delaying the inevitable. She'd have to join them to hold up her part of the bargain, which then have Gwen and the others obligated to help watch over Joey.

Unluckily for her... Gwen had come LOOKING for her, honestly anticipating the sudden case of cold feet. After searching for a couple of hours, Gwen finally spotted the other slayer, and called out to her. "Hey! You know.. I got a funny story. It's about this girl who had a moment of sweetness and walked FIVE BLOCKS AWAY to get coffee for another girl, only to come back and see that said girl had gone away and left the first girl hanging. And with two cups of coffee. Ain't that story a bitch and a half?"

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Who: Gypsie and Cliff
Where: The Cemetery
When: Thursday Night - September 2

Gypsie wandered the cemetery aimlessly and bored. Nary a head had yet poked up and out of the ground that stretched out beneath her feet. It was still early yet, and anyway the Slayer preferred patrolling places like the cemetery as they were, for the most part, quiet and still. She didn't have to worry about some idiot getting in her way during a chase of a vampire or two.

Speaking of idiots... Cliff was currently sitting atop one of the cemetery's many mausoleums, dressed in his traditional hoodie and jeans combo. He wasn't one to go out of his way to hunt vampires, however. He was waiting for Gypsie, "I was wondering how long it would take for you to get here." He'd only been waiting for an hour, luckily. Joey had told him it could be much longer than that.

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Who: Cliff and Gypsie
Where: The Hospital
When: Wednesday, August 18th
Note: Directly after this scene.

( And definitely stop fighting the ridiculous attraction they have for each other )

Who: Gwen, Gypsie and Joey
Where: The Clark County Library Parking Lot, then the hospital
When: Wednesday, August 18th

There were very few things that could distract Joey as spectacularly as books could, which was why it would come as no surprise to those that knew her that she was at the library until closing time (which was remarkably 9PM). She blushed faintly when one of the staff told her it was time to leave and quickly called her dad. He was understandably furious with her and told her to get home as fast as she could. She knew why he was irritated, just as she knew what kind of people were out there. She could hear them. Sense them.

Unfortunately, there was one little drawback to her ability that she wasn't aware of until she was half-way to her car. She couldn't hear the dead. They had no electrical impulses in their brains, which meant that they surrounded her before she had a chance to react. These were young vampires. Hungry vampires. They didn't yet know the pleasure of playing with their food.

"C-c-can't we all just get along?" She joked weakly, trying to look for an escape. Three against one weren't very good odds for a human. Knowing that she couldn't fight them, she did the next best thing. She screamed, loudly, before one of them grabbed her from behind and covered a hand over her mouth. He then did one thing she had always dreaded – he sunk his fangs into her neck.

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Who: Cliff and Gypsie
Where: Random streets
When: Saturday, August 14th – evening

Cliff was out late again, remarkably, this time he wasn't out for blood. He'd had a craving for Mc. D's, of all things. Which was why he was walking home with a large coke in one hand, slurping his icy beverage. He'd had… a very uneventful summer, to be honest, and while he usually had the attention span of a gnat; he was actually looking forward to going back to school for his senior year. Although usually it was his music that kept him going. He hummed to himself as he idly walked along, willing to take all the time in the world to get home.

Gypise was out that night as well, and for reasons similar to Cliff's. It was movie night for her and Joey, and while Joey was supplying the movie from her vast library they were lacking big time on ice cream. Gypsie offered to splurge and go to the closest place on an ice cream run, which just so happened to be the McDonald's Cliff was heading home from. So it was in darkness and silence that the slayer started making her way from one point to the other.

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Who: Gypsie and Gwen
Where: Streets of Vegas
When: Sunday Night - August 1

It was another night out on the streets of the City of Sin patrolling and Gypsie, decked out in her usual night time attire of a black hoodie and pair of black denim, was starting to become bored with all things Slayer as the night was moving along slowly for the teen. Thus far she hadn't found anything with an unbeating heart trying to feast on an innocent she could dust. There was one spark of light though, Gypsie hadn't had another run in with Cliff. He seemed to know a bit more about her kind then the everyday person, but Gypsie had gone stubborn in not wanting to learn just how much it was he knew about Slayers and the supernatural.

"Oh my god... Please! Don't h-hurt me!" Came a terrified (if slightly... silly-sounding?) voice from a nearby alley. Oh for gods sake... Gwen was playing possum, luring a vamp to his imminent demise. She was dressed like she'd be some "woman of the night", in a black miniskirt, fishnets, black boots, and a barely-there silver tube-top. Yeah... She was certainly dressed to be bait.

( It's not always sunshine and roses )

Who: Cliff and Gypsie
Where: Random streets
When: Wednesday, July 14th – evening

( 'Okay. Well, next time I'll let him stab you in the heart then' )

Who: Gypsie and Joey
Where: The Ice Cream Palace
When: Afternoon - June 15

( Seriously, is there anything better? )

Who: Gypsie and Wesley
Where: Hotel where they both are staying, then the streets of Vegas
When: Well after the sun had set - June 14

It's something what saving a persons life could do for a person in Gypsie's situation. A few short months ago the teen had been literally living of the streets of Vegas, now she had an actual place to stay. And all because she had been in the wrong place at the right time to save a guy from becoming a meal for a bloodsucker. The man had been so grateful to Gypsie in saving his life that he offered the street dweller a room to stay in for as long as she needed on while in Vegas. The teen didn't even mind the occasional moving from one room to another when the one she had currently been staying in went to an actual paying customer.

Slipping out into the hallway pulling the hood of her hoodie up over her head, Gypsie closed the door quietly behind her before moving quietly down the hallway clad in an over-sized black hoodie, under which was worn a plain black tee, pair of black jeans and black sneakers. And as usual when she went out trolling the streets for the undead, Gypsie was well prepared with a couple stakes and a hunting knife concealed on her person.

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