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Post by Buffy Summers on Apr 6, 2009 12:11:23 GMT -5
Buffy was about to melt into a puddle of damsally goo, though the part of her that was vampire and Slayer stood its ground and merely grinned goofily at him.
"Um, hi," she said a little too brightly, wishing she'd toned that down. She looked way too eager.
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The Count
- Masterful Virgin -
Ah ah!
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Post by The Count on Apr 6, 2009 12:12:26 GMT -5
The Count turned from his count at the bookshelf and smiled at the newcomer.
"One metrosexual! Ah-ah!"
But when he turned back to the shelf, he realized he'd lost his place. Unswayed, he trotted back to the beginning and started again.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Apr 6, 2009 12:23:51 GMT -5
Krolock stared impassively at the young man, assuming the air he normally used for intruders: looming and ominous.
"I am no such thing, young man, and she is here on her own."
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Post by Prince Charming on Apr 6, 2009 15:15:19 GMT -5
Charming rolled his eyes, charmingly of course, and put his hands at his sides.
"Listen, junior, you're doing it wrong." Man, he hated beginners. Even if this one looked eerily familiar.
"You were supposed to charge me. Battle would ensue and you would wound me, which would give her reason for dramatics. You would then stand in triumph, long enough for me to strike you down." The prince sighed. "However, we shall now have to do it bantery way."
He struck his pose once more, sword pointing at the count.
"No lady of such beauty resides in the house of evil of her own free will!"
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Post by Yager on Apr 6, 2009 15:25:12 GMT -5
"Er..." Yager stared for a bit, mouth agape.
This was just... there were no words, but... maybe he had misheard?
"Did he just call you 'junior'?!"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Apr 6, 2009 15:44:18 GMT -5
"Did you just call me beautiful?" Buffy said. "I mean, who, them?" She flipper her hair over her shoulder. "I could kick their asses anytime I wanted. Er, I mean... I'm Buffy!"
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Apr 6, 2009 17:12:55 GMT -5
Krolock swelled imposingly, full vampire lord charisma brought to the fore.
"Junior?" He boomed, somehow managing to make it a quiet rumble. "You know not to whom you speak!"
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Post by Prince Charming on Apr 6, 2009 17:27:16 GMT -5
Charming, who was in truth over 200.000 years old, was decidedly unimpressed, but still nodded. "Better."
He then turned to Buffy for a moment, shooting her a brilliant smile. "Delighted to meet you. I am Prince Charming. Please, excuse me while I battle... unless you wish to join me in doing so?" He winked. Kicking ass together was probably a good first date in Buffy's case, especially it was followed by utterly normal things... at least, that was what his Charming senses were telling him.
The prince turned back to Krolock. "Then we shall battle!"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Apr 6, 2009 17:30:25 GMT -5
Buffy's hands clasped together in front of her in starry-eyed adoration. Why, he even accepted the reality that was Slayerness, re: kicking ass! It was impossible that an man should be so perfect, but here he was!
But she retained enough sense of herself to roll her eyes.
"Don't even bother," she said. "They're all... touchy-feely, these two."
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Post by Yager on Apr 6, 2009 17:31:52 GMT -5
Yager had meanwhile made up his mind and decided to share his suspicions with his friend.
"I think he's wrong in the head." As he said this, he made the universal cuckoo-gesture, aka making circles with his index finger near his temple.
Obviously, killing people was wrong... even the crazy ones.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Apr 6, 2009 18:45:34 GMT -5
Krolock's gaze moved to Buffy, then back to Charming, to Buffy, and once more back to the fop. Suddenly, Yager was no longer the most absurd thing he'd seen in his life.
The sounds of the purple vampire counting books in the background only cinched that impression.
"There is no need for battle," he said calmly.
"No one wants to fight."
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Post by Prince Charming on Apr 6, 2009 18:53:57 GMT -5
"Yes, there is!" For a few second, Charming looked close to a hissy fit.
"Look, junior, you're the bad guy. She's the damsel. I am the hero. What the other two are is anyone's guess. This is how it's going to end... I kill you, she runs off with me, we live happily ever after," the prince explained.
"Now, you're probably all new to this or something, but that's how the stories go... we just deal with it." Even if you really didn't want to.
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Post by Buffy Summers on Apr 7, 2009 10:55:11 GMT -5
Buffy'd always wanted to be a damsel, though while she didn't think about it she always managed to screw it up by being stronger and tougher than her would-be rescuers.
Not to mention just ornery.
But Charming had her completely sheep eyed. At "happily ever after," she sighed dramatically.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Apr 7, 2009 15:16:12 GMT -5
"I...Am...Not. And STOP calling me that!" He growled, his face looking slightly feral.
"We were having a quiet conversation before you burst onto private property and disrupted everything. You are the intruder, not I. And whatever spell it is that you've put on Buffy, I suggest you remove it. Immediately."
Close-to-Pissed-Off Krolock was not a pleasant sight.
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Post by Prince Charming on Apr 7, 2009 17:04:48 GMT -5
"Hate to break it to you, junior, but take a look at yourself for a bit. You are." Charming happily proceeded to poke the bear... bat... whatever, flashing his all too perfect smile.
"Now, charge first, monster!" He made sure his shouting was heroic, as it should be, but then added, in a softer tone as if he were whispering instructions to someone in a play who had lost his lines. "That's how it's supposed to go."
"I shall smite you and save my lady!"
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