open | one of those nights that started off so damn good.

[saget]

[ there's a tiny, five foot tall redhead (vibrant redhead) creeping down the corridors of the ship tonight. she's not exactly sneaky, and she's armed with a stake. that's right, a wooden stake that's clasped tightly in her right hand, looking more the picture of sheer nervousness than the lethal threat she has the very real potential to be. ]

Please be vampire weirdness, please be vampire weirdness. [ one might hear her chanting under her breath in the most hopeful voice she can muster through her fear and uncertainty.

careful, though! she may scream, run, or lunge if approached suddenly... or approached in general. possibly d) all of the above. ]

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[transferee]

[Allison has been kind of on and off the boat but currently she's on it and this girl seems pretty freaked out so she's going to offer an awkward smile as she approaches her.]

There are vampires here but they aren't responsible for this, I'm pretty sure.

[saget]

[ lottie screams. it's a loud, shrill scream that involves dropping the stake and waving her hands frantically in the air. she should probably pick up the stake or run, because this girl could totally be a vampire, but she fails at being sensible.

sometimes. definitely right now. (she's working on it.) ]

[transferee]

[O-oh.

That's very loud.

Allison holds her hands up, trying to show she doesn't mean any harm.]

Hey, hey, hey, I'm just trying to help, I promise.

[saget]

[ yeeeeaaah, sorry about that. but she at least stopped screaming and is trying to calm herself down, hands clutched tightly together in front of her heart. ]

Okay. Okay. Say I believe that. ...but if you really want to help, you'll had me my stake.

[ a vampire wouldn't give her back the weapon she'd use to kill it with, right? ]

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

[Buffy is just minding her own business, on her way back from the pool, when she rounds the corner right into the tiny redhead with a stake. Granted, given Buffy's own petite size and stature, Charlotte isn't that tiny in the grand scheme of things. Buffy is not a moose, like her ex-boyfriend. However, Charlotte is still shorter than her, which is saying something.

She catches her to steady her, hands out for some kind of balance before she takes the girl in. Stake in her hand, fear and uncertainty on her face ... yep, this could very much be one of her girls.

Hi.

Let's hope she's one of the ones with a favorable opinion on Buffy at the moment.]

Hi there.

[saget]

[ it's hard to have an opinion when you don't have a name to go along with the face. sure, lottie's heard about buffy. everyone who winds up this way hears about buffy, whether they come into their powers in a way that didn't get them five minutes of mortifying fame on amercia's funniest home videos or not. but she's never seen the woman. she has no idea that she's yelping and about to make a run from it from one of the original slayers herself. ]

...hi.

[ she tries not to look scared, but that's kind of hard when she's really, really new to this and she quit karate freshman year, because it interfered with marching band practice. her strength is all over the place, unrefined and lacking precision. she can hit hard, but she doesn't know how to hit right.

and if this woman is a vampire, she is seriously done for. ]

Please don't eat me. ...god, I really just said that, didn't I? When did I start living the don't-eat-me life? I didn't sign up for this.

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

Whoa, whoa, easy. I am not the eating people type, trust me.

[She gives her a small smile, before taking a step back.]

That's for a vampire, right? Vampires aren't really big fans of all this sunshine. They're not going to make a snack out of you right now.

[Her tone is kind and gentle - this girl is obviously scared and she's not going to be making it worse by teasing her. She knows how being a baby slayer is - sometimes you forget the basics.]

[saget]

[ lottie looks between the stake and the blonde. she nods slowly, in the sense that that much ought to be obvious. duh. why else would someone carry around a stake? ]

...oh. Right. The sun and the burning and... You're not a vampire. [ she lowers the stake. ] Sorry.

[qb1]

[ it just so happens a one jason stackhouse has just unceremoniously found himself on this ship too. and considering the very weird vampire shit in his life, he's kinda expecting something of the same. which is why in true deputy fashion, he has his gun drawn and is oh-so dramatically turning every corner, trying to find the probably dangerous, blood-thirty fuckers responsible and also to not be completely freaked of his freaking mind.

so it's totally fate the girl with the stake meets the idiot with a gun down the coming corner in 5, 4, 3, 2... ]

adfkjalskdj your jason!! i've missed him ♥

[saget]

[ she jumps, nearly dropping her stake, but when she sees that he's in uniform — in spite of the gun — she very nearly bursts into tears. that bottom lip is definitely quivering, though, as she tries to keep it together.

a police officer. vampire weirdness or not, she's saved. ]

You found me! [ sniffle sniffle. lottie clutches the stake to her chest like it's some sort of doll, refusing to relinquish her hold on it just yet. ] I don't know what happened. There was a door and I just turned around and then I was— I promise I didn't mean to be here.

[slutbomb]

[ faiths' reactions are sharper than usual if only because prison yields all the fun attempts on her life. they're also a little fiercer because making a point on one chick means making one to the rest of the gaggle, usually.

also she knows nothing of the whole shared power deal, so when she counters lottie's attack, it's with force enough to match the girl's, and she aims to pin her to a wall. ]

OK so my manners might be crap, but you were definitely asking for this. Ten seconds: why shouldn't I break your wrist?

[saget]

[ holy shit, this woman was fast! quicker than the slayer who yanked her off the sidelines after contest three weeks after that episode of america's funniest home videos aired. shelley knew what she was doing, but this slayer is clearly a 1st part to shelley's 2nd. wow. ...and ow.

adrenaline pumping, lottie manages to twist and shove and duck, wrenching herself free of the other women's grasp. the stake fell out of her hands somewhere during that, but that's okay. she's got this. (no, she doesn't.) the fighting stance she gets in is good, but that's all it is: a stance. she didn't get very far in her white belt intro stuff before karate had to go. ]

Why shouldn't I break yours? [ lottie, shut up. just scream and run, you're good at that. ]

[slutbomb]

Don't poke the bear, that's why.

[ buuuut this does make faith take pause. she's used to not needing much skill, and barely much power, either. ]

The hell are you, anyway?

[saget]

I'm Charlotte, the Vampire Slayer.

[ well, one of... a lot. she's not sure how many, but shelley made a point to stress that although there were originally two (supposed to be one... she hadn't explained how they got two for the price of one), but now slayers were everywhere. she was but one girl of many, many others. ]

Who the hell are you?

[fulmen]

[ oh, now there are cupcakes all over the deck and they were so pretty but there's a girl yelping and makoto is not sure how to rectify this situation given that she's apron-clad and kind of maybe covered in flour. ]

Oh, I'm so sorry!

[ she reaches forward, gingerly pulling a cupcake from the girl's front, and leaving an electric blue smear of frosting. w e l p. ]

...Are you all right?

[saget]

This isn't my top.

[ oh no. oh no. this really wasn't her shirt. she borrowed it from a friend and now it was covered in cupcake. ]

[fulmen]

[ oh no indeed. ]

There's a laundry below deck! If we hurry maybe we can get it out.

[ just let her get this apron off and clean up their mess quick first. ]

[saget]

[ lottie has completely forgotten about the potential vampire crisis and his stuffing her stake in the back pocket of her jeans so she can gingerly haul the blouse over her head. it's okay, she has a spaghetti strap underneath. but clearly, saving this blouse is more important than maybe getting bitten. if she gives this back to maria stained, she will be dead. no ifs, ands, or buts: dead.

rip little lottie, we knew her well. if only she hadn't ruined maria's shirt. ]

I'M SORRY THIS IS THE LAST ONE I PROMISE

[excerptus]

[ mostly all ollie does is squeal and flail and try to not hurt this person attacking him before he realizes he's the one being attacked but he's still really uncomfortable with hurting other things, and she seems really scared and now suddenly somehow he's on the ground, yelling: ]

I'm not a vampire, I don't even think that's a thing where I'm from please just don't kill me!

NEVER APOLOGIZE

[saget]

[ lottie is a terrible vampire slayer. she throws the stake at him when he squeals, and she doesn't even do it hard. it bounces off him and clutters to the ground, lottie staring down at it like it's a grenade that didn't go off like it was supposed to. ]

Stupid thing. [ grumble grumble.

oh. right. killing. the killing, but not killing. lottie bites her lip, trying to look brave, even though she's sill very much unsure. ]

You could be a demon. [ oh yeah, accusing people of being monsters will get her far. ]

<333

[excerptus]

I'm not a demon! Who told you that?

[ sore spot, oops. ollie had failed to dodge the projectile wooden stick, and now bends to gingerly pick it up, holding it by the fat side between his thumb and forefinger. ]

...What the hell?

[saget]

Someone! [ oh no. lottie, don't lie. don't be a hero in a situation where you really don't need to be one. ] Someone with very good authority.

...and that's my stake. [ she holds a hand out, wiggling her fingers. ] Give it.

[lavish]

[ oh, look.

marissa's a vampire. a vampire that would really prefer if she wasn't staked. a vampire that comes in peace, sort of. she hasn't fed on anyone here, at least. her eyes widen at the sight of the thing that could very well kill her before she drags her gaze back at the girl.

she knows better than to underestimate anyone, regardless of how they look. ]

Um. [ STAKE. ] Define vampire weirdness.

[saget]

[ ...her everything itches. only, it's not her skin, it's like the layers of muscle beneath the skin. how that's even possible, she doesn't know. but it makes her feel antsy and has her bouncing on her feet, rocking from one heel to the other. ]

You know. Vampire weirdness. Vampires did this. Kidnapped a Slayer. They do that.

[ she has no idea if vampires are gutsy enough to kidnap slayers, but hey. hollywood would totally make that into a movie. she's rolling with it. maybe if she sounds like she knows what she's talking about, this maybe vamp will leave her alone or tell her where she can find a phone so she can call her mom. ]

[lavish]

[ marissa frowns. she's a lot of things, but kidnapper isn't one of them. also, slayer??????? ]

A vampire didn't kidnap you. The red door did.

[ it's still recent enough lottie can probably still see it wherever she first came through. a towering red door surrounded by nothing fog. marissa can't see it anymore, and she doesn't know when she will again. ]

... You've got some really cute hair. [ priorities, marissa. priorities. ]