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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Apr 9, 2011 17:58:10 GMT -5
"Buffy..." Willows tone was a tad hushed with a concerned tone to it. She didn't have a good feeling about him so she definetly didn't want Buffy to be picking a fight with him. And, and he was a man. He looked like he'd be strong so, Buffy wouldn't stand a chance if things got physical! Willow worried now.
Willow blinked surprised feeling his hand suddenly around her wrist. "H-Hey!" She instinctivly began to pull away but noticing him punch a man Willow ceased all movement letting out a startled gasp, her eyes widening. She was speechless now. Beyond that in fact. She wasn't sure what to say. He punched a man! Her mind wouldn't wrap around it. He punched a man! In public!- Oh! Is he hurt!? Her eyes looked to the man that had fallen. But they didn't remain there long for, even though she barely heard what he said next, she felt herself being pulled through the crowd of people. Her feet barely caught herself before she fell face first into the floor.
"S-Stop! You're hurting me!" Her voice may have been small before but now it was stronger and more fearful. This was not fun anymore! Not that it was fun before but if there had been any fun before it was definetly gone now! She didn't want to go with him! Where were they even going? To the doors was all she knew but once out where!? And, and why her? What with her? Her mind was even rambling now! Her fear was growing by the second.
When she saw Buffy come up, a wave of relief passed over her. It only lasted a split second for when Buffy caught up she punched him! What was with the punching and- wait Buffy Summers punched a man! That was a startling sight to be sure. "Buffy!"
Okay Willow was actually happy that Buffy punched him. Normally she didn't want to be anywhere near violence but this guy was dragging her off to who knows where! Right now she was all for the punching.
Hearing that all too familiar voice, Willows head turned to the door seeing no other than Cordelia Chase there. Her presence didn't make the situation any better. Willow never felt comfortable around Cordelia. She always made her nervous and feel like... was dirt a good word?
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Post by Keith "axel" Parker on Apr 10, 2011 6:19:19 GMT -5
He did enjoy the fear not only in the eyes of the cute and innocent redhead, but in her voice as she shouted out to Buffy, but to no avail. He did enjoy young girls shouting in fear, but the deafening music of the Bronze was overbearing her shouting, meaning no one heard her. That, and the fact that no one cared about a wimpy little redheaded-nerd, especially when they had good beats and important people to talk with. That was the way this place functioned. People like Willow were then easy to pick off, because no one cared enough to miss them if they went away, or even if they were in danger. That was, apart from the pretty blonde. Apparently.
Woah. Ouch! Axel held his jaw in pain, the muscles in his jaw tightening as he staggered back, hitting his back hard against the wall and finally falling to the ground. What the heck was that?! He looked up at the girl in irrate confusion. How could she possess strength like that? She was only a girl! A girl! Girls were weak, and not even strong enough to punch an average boy like that, let alone a vampire. There was definantly something different about that girl. She seemed keen to fight too, and if thats what she wanted, he wouldn't deny her the right to do so. He definantly wanted some payback against that powerful blow from her. He had a feeling he would be getting it. Or so he thought.
The beautiful brunnette he fondly remembered as Cordelia Chase had made her 'entrance' like they all did. Heh, they always had their entrances. She broke up the little 'dispute' between them, which he wasn't pleased about. Even moreso, she apparently hadn't recognized him. Ouch. And then she went on to call him a stalker? Nah, that just wasn't on tonight. She apparently needed a memory lesson in who he was. Or, perhaps a lesson in who he was now. Having his pleasure with three girls, two hot ones, was better than having his pleasure with just two girls, only one of them being to his standards.
"Heh...Cordelia Chase. Didn't think I would be seeing you again. You clearly don't remember me, maybe because I moved on to bigger and better things. But I don't want to do the tell-tell, I'd rather just surprise you." He looked at the other two blankly, the blonde girl more anxiously, then finally towards Cordelia. "Why don't we get away from them? I'll finish my discussion with blondie over there another time. I've got better things to do."
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Post by Cordelia Chase on Apr 17, 2011 10:29:59 GMT -5
Cordelia watched startled as Axel staggered backwards against the wall eventually falling on to the ground. Her attention then turned to Buffy who she eyed with a mixture of confusion and though she’d never admit it, fear. Where the hell had that type of force come from? As far as she could tell Buffy was like herself one for vicious words and backstabbing schemes rather than brute force when it came to dealing with enemies. She never imagined that the petite blonde would have enough power behind her to put a grown and well built man on to the ground with a single punch. Which led Cordelia to the question; what else had Buffy been keeping from her?
It was just as this question crossed her mind that she noticed Axel picking himself up off the ground clearly not overly damaged by the blow he had just received. She eyed the three in front of her the beauty Queens expression schooling itself into one of non-chalance. Rosenburg hadn’t said a word in response to her statements which didn’t surprise Cordelia as she figured that the red head was smart enough to realise by now that talking to Cordelia without permission especially when she was in a prissy mood wasn’t a good idea. What did surprise her was that Buffy hadn’t made a vain attempt to defend her actions. Perhaps she was simply too ashamed of her disgusting unlady-like behaviour?
When Axel began to speak she simply rolled her eyes annoyance washing off her in waves. It seemed he was one of ‘those’ guys the type who never knew when to shut up and didn’t have enough sense to realise that if they wanted her on side the last thing they ought to do was act like they thought they were better than her. That stoic bad boy technique might work on some girls, but she was Cordelia Chase. Well aware of her own self worth and she sure as hell wasn’t going to act like she was worthless just to please some boy. No Axel had definitely gotten her attention, though not for the reason he would have liked.
“No I can’t say I do remember you... Which leaves me to believe that there was nothing about our time together that was worth remembering.” Her words were spoken acidly as she stared at him in an attempt to both force her brain to remember where she knew him from and gauge his reaction to her words. She doubted they had slept together before, surely she would have remembered him if that had been the case. She wasn’t a complete slut after all, but if they had. She was convinced his response would give it away instantly. After all no man liked having their sexual prowess questioned especially not in the obvious and public manner she had just questioned his.
“Moved on to bigger and bigger things?” She paused at this point her tone sceptical and more importantly amused. “It sure looks like you’ve moved on to bigger and better things... Stalking ‘Miss likes to wear her mother’s outfits’ Rosenburg and my best friend real classy.” She smirked at him as she spoke clearly getting in her element, her vicious tone out at full force. “And besides I’m Cordelia Chase... There’s nothing better than this.” As she made the latter statement her fingers traced over the bare skin above her breasts drawing attention to one of her best features.
She raised an eyebrow as he suggested they go away together just the two of them “Excuse me do I look like the type of girl who would go anywhere alone with a guy. Who just insulted her? I don’t think so...” She looked over at Buffy who she glared at her for a moment and then Rosenburg sighing. “Come on you two and get in so we can go. And Rosenburg don’t you dare infect anything in my car with that top.” She eyed the girl for a moment shuddering, seriously what was with that outfit?
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