http://iruinenglish.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] iruinenglish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2015-09-05 01:10 pm

The cemetery- Saturday night

Buffy had showed up at the dance, but then decided to skip out early and hang out in the cemetery like the olden days. She doubted there'd be anything worth staking tonight- hopefully- but given how event weekends had gone in her day, better safe than sorry.

So there she was, sitting on top of a gravestone, waiting for something to happen.

[I missed patrol posts! Open!]

[identity profile] allie-vamp.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Seeing her look-a-like had been kind of unsettling, and Allie had left the dance soon after.

Sword over her shoulder, she was making her usual journey around the island when she passed through the cemetery.

"Did you get lost on the way to the dance?"

[identity profile] allie-vamp.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your speed is hanging out in cemeteries in the dark?" Allie asked. "I'd say you need better hobbies, but then again, look where I am."

[identity profile] allie-vamp.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just making sure nothing's come across the Causeway from my world that shouldn't," she explained. "I've been here almost three years, and it hasn't happened yet, but better safe then sorry."

[identity profile] allie-vamp.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Allie hoped up onto the the stone next to Buffy with a grace that wasn't exactly human. "Rabids, what you'd call zombies. And vampires. I was friendly, the next one might not be."

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[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"STEAKS HERE! GETCHER STEAKS!" Yakko was walking around the cemetery with a barbecue grill hanging from his neck like this was some kind of ball game and they were hot dogs. Except even those were just warmers, what the hell. "GRILLED WHILE YOU WAIT, WHICH IF YOU LIVE IN THIS CEMETERY CAN BE A LONG TIME!"

[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, but it is Santa Hairy." Yakko held a steak up. It had a long white beard. And a hat.

[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"But maybe steaks aren't for you. Maybe I can interest you in some holey water!" Yakko said, throwing the whole setup off to the side with a series of clangs. Don't worry, there wasn't going to be a fire, all the BBQ stuff had already disappeared. "Now, what we do is take this water balloon..." which Yakko pulled out of his pocket... "and this drill..." same pocket, surprisingly... "And drill one through the other." He did actually use the drill to make a hole in the balloon.

It didn't pop, and when he removed the drill, the water didn't fill up the hole or rush out the balloon or anything.

[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com 2015-09-05 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hold on just a second," Yakko rushed off to his right, then returned from his left. He was now wearing a lab coat, safety glasses, and was leaning over a microscope overlooking the punch bowl, which was on a table that wasn't there moments ago.

"Nope! No illicit substances at all. See for yourself, it's nothing but punch."

Yakko stepped away. If Buffy looked into the microscope, she would see drops of liquid punching each other.

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brat_inslayage: (Wary)

[personal profile] brat_inslayage 2015-09-05 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
And naturally, Kennedy was heading for the graveyard too. Call it tradition: Fandom tradition or Slayer tradition, maybe both, whatever. It was just a thing, okay?

"Hey," she said, nodding casually to Buffy, and wondering if this was the same one she'd run into here before. "Slow night, huh?"

Which, file under duh.
brat_inslayage: (Bitch Please)

[personal profile] brat_inslayage 2015-09-05 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't be Fandom without that," Kennedy said, with an overdramatic shrug. "Well. Not that this is completely unheard of in my everyday life either, but frequency of occurrence? Definitely higher here."
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[personal profile] brat_inslayage 2015-09-05 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know, I kinda lose count?" Kennedy paused, stared off into the distance while she ticked off numbers on one hand with the point of her stake, then got to five and just gave up. "Probably more since I left, wouldn't surprise me."

A pause, then:

"So wait, does this weekend count as the whole place going insane? 'cause..."
brat_inslayage: (Attentive in the Shadows)

[personal profile] brat_inslayage 2015-09-05 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right. As opposed to the week-of-weird-stuff kind that usually ends in hitting the books and then hitting bad guys," Kennedy agreed. "You ever miss that kind of weird?"

You know, as opposed to the regularly scheduled pre-apocalyptic Tuesday weird.

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[identity profile] mr-hippie.livejournal.com 2015-09-06 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Once upon a time, Leo and Annette had gone ghost hunting in this cemetery. And so it was nostalgia that brought him back here tonight.

Or possibly he didn't know where he was.