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[cross_and_bow]

"Welcome to Sunshine," says Juliet. "And to my front porch and whatever you do don't hit the light, it'll set Sherlock on fire."

Comments

[cross_and_bow]

"Spiffy. I'll hit one every weekend and most holidays, I guess, and a few on random Thursdays or wherever just to keep them on their toes."

[eversomuchfun]

"Delightful," says Sherlock.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell reappears in both senses of the word. "I looked around and I went in real quick - scentless, not breathing, they didn't notice me. There's fourteen vampires in there, just sort of lying around, one's asleep. On the street there's one homeless guy sitting around but he's so high he could probably see you teleporting in even if you didn't. Nobody else, although someone could come around the corner if we wait, are we ready to go right now?"

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet conjures a stake, polished with a grip designed to fit her hand exactly, and says, "I'm ready. Sherlock?"

[eversomuchfun]

He nods.

[she_sells_seashells]

"Who's going first?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Me."

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell turns invisible again and ports him to the corner. [There you go.]

And she makes a second trip for Juliet.

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet is landed right into the nest - Sherlock is her backup; if she can handle this without people wondering who her friend is it'll be clearer she's the Slayer. She dusts the first vamp before anyone knows she's there. Shell Bell has killed the scents in the room and the air has a weird tastelessness to it even through her mask. Juliet lunges for the next nearest vampire.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock watches.

Oh, she is a glory.

[cross_and_bow]

They're all ascramble, evenly divided between those who want to run and those who want to take her apart. She stakes the second one, whirls and blocks a grab from the third before dusting him too, and then says to Shell Bell [Now,] which is Shell Bell's cue to teleport her across the room. (This is part of the rumor they're spreading, of course.) She dusts two more vampires who weren't expecting her in that section and then she stalks menacingly towards another, who joins the knot of them all trying to get out the door at the same time. He's not fast enough. He gets a stake in the back.

[eversomuchfun]

...Well, now he's just feeling inappropriately attracted to her.

[cross_and_bow]

Nothing inappropriate about it.

She kills ten. Four scatter; they go in all directions, so she goes ahead and picks one and gives chase and gets him half a block away.

[Brick place?] she asks Shell Bell, and Shell Bell vanishes her. (One of the fleeing vampires is still within sight of her and makes a despairing noise when she goes.)

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell fetches Sherlock next, and they are all right back where they came from, not five minutes later.

[eversomuchfun]

"Beautifully done," he says, grinning. "I'm a terrible bodyguard; I spent the latter half of that spectacle thinking about how unreasonably attractive you are."

[cross_and_bow]

"I didn't wind up needing bodyguarding, no harm done," she says, sidling up to him from where Shell Bell landed her. "Not a scratch on me. They were slow. Even startled they could've done better."

[eversomuchfun]

"I," he says, "would like to show you my nice comfortable new basement. And then make out with you in it."

[cross_and_bow]

"I would like to be shown this basement. And make out with you in it," Juliet agrees.

[eversomuchfun]

"Let's."

And down the stairs they go.

The basement really is comfortable. All the windows are blacked out, but the lights work. Tony has managed to put together a respectable bed and populate it with respectable blankets.

Sherlock leads her straight there.

[cross_and_bow]

Ooh. A surface that is not a stone crypt floor on which to make out. That's new.

Kisses kisses kisses.

(...Is being turned on after dusting eleven vampires a Slayer thing, Juliet wonders but doesn't ask.)

[eversomuchfun]

Apparently being turned on after watching someone dust eleven vampires is, at the least, a Sherlock thing. So wherever their respective things are coming from here, it all works out very nicely.

[cross_and_bow]

It really really does.

[she_sells_seashells]

...

The next day, when the gang's all hanging out at the brick building and Juliet has gone on another quick masked demon-busting excursion in L.A. to show off that "she can teleport", Shell Bell says:

"The critters you fight are nasty. I think... I had better leave you my fire wand, Juliet. And teach you to use it."

[cross_and_bow]

"How long did it take you?"

[she_sells_seashells]

"About a year, but I could only practice at odd hours - I was holding down a job and sometimes showing up to school and poaching on the side and while there was plenty of beach there wasn't plenty of deserted beach. I can just teleport us all to the nearest - nighttime - beach with nobody around to watch you play with fire for hours," says Shell Bell, "and I'll help, too, I got instructions ahead of time but no in-the-moment teaching. And before you ask: no, it won't break, it can't, and you have to know something about how it works to use it at all so even a random demon who suspects it's a fire wand and gets it away from you won't be able to make even an uncontrolled fire with it unless it knows how to concentrate on it."