Around town, Sunday night

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Blah blah, secret identity blah.

After last night, Buffy was just wandering around town with her crossbow. That would be in addition to an array of stakes and holy water vials and the usual hidden on her person. What? That was two fights last night, with two different types of bad guys.

So color her conspicuous. After radio last night, if worse came to worse, she could probably claim it wasn't her or something.

[This is like three nights in a row for her or something, but damn it's fun. Open!]

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Mina was also on the alert as she wandered the town that night. Though she was not holding anything other than her cane.

"Is someone there?" she said, when she heard someone near.

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People who called "Is someone there?" usually didn't turn out to be bad guys, at least not usually. Buffy still exercised the tiniest bit of caution as she came around towards the sound of the voice. "That depends," she called back.

See, caution.

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"On whether you consider yourself a someone, I imagine," Mina snarked a little. She turned her head in the direction of the voice, or a close approximation.

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"That's... not really encouraging, actually," Buffy said, getting close enough to see her. Didn't look like a threat, but...

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"Well, given I was almost eaten last night, I suppose I'm a bit... on guard," Mina said.

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"See, this is why I should just never sleep. Let me guess: sharp fangs, in need of a tan?" she said.

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Mina raised an eyebrow. "She was rather small. But yes, vampire," Mina said. "You know of them as more than stories?"

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"You could say that. Ran into two more last night. Adults," she clarified. It was more than a little weird to have the word said so normally around here. "And a stuffed toy one. That was weird."

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"She had said she was not alone," Mina said. "I fear this island's safety, if half-lives are coming in such number."

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"Half-lives?" she repeated. "First time I've heard that one."

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"Perhaps you know them by different terms," Mina said. "I am Mina Harker. May I ask what you know of vampires?"

She wasn't really making eye contact, but sort of... talking in Buffy's general direction.

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"I've, uh, got some experience with them. Different kind than these, I think. I'm sorry, did you say Mina?"

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"Yes, I did," Mina said. "I have some experience, myself. And with those who would hunt them."

[shiroi_tiger]

"Bonjour, ma chérie!" The voice from behind Buffy was entirely too cheerful. And should, by now, be perhaps remotely familiar. "Have you had any luck with your stick, yet?"

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"I upgraded!" Buffy said, turning around while trying to cheerfully shoot off a crossbow bolt at hi, at the same time.

[shiroi_tiger]

... Bloody hell OW.

There was now a crossbow bolt embedded in Lestat's chest.

And there was a very cranky Lestat, brat prince that he was, getting right up in Buffy's face as a result.

"You don't listen, do you? This is a good shirt! Have you any idea how much a tailor will cost me? So very few of them do business at night!"

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She was pretty sure figuring out how to kill him was going to be trial and error, but she was up for it. It was why she'd come so prepared, after all.

"You hear that?" Buffy paused, listening. "It's the world's tiniest violin, playing just for you."

[shiroi_tiger]

Lestat's scowl was a very deep scowl. This had ceased to be amusing.

With the slightest undignified growl in the back of his throat, he tore the bolt from his chest. And he took a moment to mourn the velvet in his jacket. And another moment to mourn the lace in his shirt.

Okay. Moment gone.

"I know music," he informed her, and instead of throwing those almost playful punches he was tossing at her last night, he was going to attempt to grab her, instead. Her throat would be quite the prize, wouldn't it? "This? Is not music."

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Getting grabbed didn't really bother her, aside from a grunt of the hey there sort.

"Aww, are you upset I mocked you?" she asked, getting one hand over his to try and keep a little bit of distance while reaching in her coat with her other hand. She had no idea if holy water would have any effect on him, but she might just have to see. "'Cause I do that."

[shiroi_tiger]

"Yes, yes, I happened to notice that you did," he seethed, "well and often."

He raised an eyebrow.

"If you're reaching for another stake, I think I might have to hurt you."

Really. Just saying.

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"You mean my stick? Nah," she said, uncapping the vial of holy water with her thumb and trying to throw its contents at him.

And if it didn't hurt him, at least she might make him bitch about his wardrobe more.

[shiroi_tiger]

Lestat was definitely one with the bitching, tonight.

"And now I'm wet! You won't settle for putting holes in my clothing, you have to ruin it with-" And here, he was going to have to wager a guess. "With water? Holy water, no doubt!"

Children!

"I'm about this close to just throwing my arms in the air and storming away, you know. I should hardly give you the satisfaction of allowing you to ruin more of my finest clothings."

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Dammit. Even the birthday vamp got done in by holy water.

Still, it was fun pissing him off, as long as it didn't get anyone else hurt.

"But it's so much fun watching you throw fits like a twelve-year-old girl," she said, like none of this bothered her at all.

[shiroi_tiger]

"FITS? Lestat de Lioncourt does not throw fits like some sort of immature little girl!"

Actually, yes he did. Oh, Claudia would have enjoyed watching this, he was sure.

"What else do you have in there? Are you planning on shoving a silver crucifix smeared with garlic in my face, perchance? You might as well pull out all the stops, of course. You wouldn't want me doing something drastic like have dinner tonight."

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"That's kind of what I'm trying to prevent, yeah," she nodded. "Call me crazy. And trust me when I said I could keep you here till dawn. Sunlight still do the trick?"