Oh no, Not I (open)

[yolanda7i]

"Is it just me or is this the greatest crowd we've had in eons!" Lorne said addressing the audience at large, holding his glass up to them casually. He just finished his rendition of "Always and Forever". The audience clapped, with enthusiasm...at least as much enthusiasm a bunch of demons and vamps can muster. He laughed a bit, happy with their response. "I'm feeling like Sally Field at the Oscars, minus the hysterically crying detail. But you never know, if the night keeps going like this and a few more of these," he said referring to his drink. "...all of you bundles-of-joy might get a spectacle out of me," He laughed.

"One more song!" Lorne heard a rough, non-human voice from the crowd. He knew it was. It was Franklin, the regular attender, a demon with two small trunks for a nose and horrible hygiene. Not that he could blame the guy who practically lives in sewers.

"Easy there, my slime covered friend, hold your horses...then tie them up to something solid, because the last thing I want to do is hog the mike. Especially since I've got my friend Marshall here--he's about to give us a fantastic performance of 'I Will Survive'." The vampire with short brown hair meekly came up on stage, his eyes shifty and nervous.

Lorne handed the mike to him and patted him on the back. "Give 'em hell," He paused. "...just not literally, mi amigo." He winked and exited the stage, straightening his teal suit jacket as the music started. He walked over to the bar and taking a seat so he could finish his drink and watch Marshall.

"Yeesh," Lorne said and took another sip of his drink when he heard the first bars of the classic disco song come from Marshall's mouth. "No wonder he's so shy. Even his aura has TMI." He shook his head.

[dustedvampire2]

Spike walked through the entrance of Caritas. Caritas, is on the bottom of his top ten bars to visit, but he's been kicked out of all of the other bars in Los Angeles for obvious reasons. Also this is the only place where vampires and demons could express their true selves.

He arrived just as a Malarchi Demon began to sing The Joker, by The Steve Miller Band. The demons voice was so deep and hoarse that it grinded and irritated Spike's ear. He walked to the bar and order a scotch.

"Get off the stage!" Spike complained, but a little too loud because the whole room became very very quiet. The demon on the stage glared at Spike.

"You wanna come up here and say that, Vampire!" The demon growled

"Not particualry, mate. I don't want to make your singing voice worse" Spike teased. The demon growled again. "Wait til, I tell my husband about you!" It cried and ran off the stage, as Spike gave it a weird look as to the fact that it has a husband.

Groans and moans were heard from the auidence, "that guy was actually quite good" one said followed by some yeses in sign of agreement.

Spike turned to the auidence to protest, only to see a group of demons advancing on him. Spike laughed to himself, they cant hurt me in, he thought. Two grabbed him by the arms, "oh come on! Isn't this a form of violence!" He cried.

"Course not, we're going to drag you outside so then we can crush your bones". They began to drag him, once outside Spike wasn't sure if he could take on these two demons, they're huge........Excuses, Excuses....Grow a pair, he yelled to him mentally.

"Lorne help!" He cried as he spotted him in the far distance.

[yolanda7i]

He heard someone sitting behind him at the bar heckling the newest demon up there. ClqeClqe his name was. Pronounced with emphasis on the clicking sound. He was a favorite in Caritas. Beautiful singing voice, once you get over his minor pitching issues. He was a doll though, in a very harsh, aggressive, and unpleasant sense of the word. When he stormed off stage, he went right to Lorne.

"I've never been so embarrassed. Once my husband--"

"Now now, sweetcakes. No need to bring out the artillery. You did fine. They loved it! Except for that one kill joy, but don't worry about him! Because guess what, honey?" Lorne reassured the reptilian presence standing before him. He leaned forward and said in a quieter voice. "He's a keeper. Down to the bare bones, that man is not leaving your sight."

The demon's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Really really. There is not a cheating bone in his body...that is, if he has bones at all. So go get yourself a drink. On me, and don't worry about that loud mouth earlier."

The demon was beaming. "Oh, I won't be. He's being dragged off right now."

Lorne heard his name being called and he spun around on his stool. He saw Spike being dragged off by a bunch of demons. Geez! Couldn't they wait until AFTER "Yellow Submarine"? Common courtesy folks!

But Lorne quickly jumped up and caught the demons before the left out the door with Spike. "Hey hey hey folks! What's the problem here? Listen, I know this guy so please don't be offended by his disability of always looking to get himself killed," he gave a disappointed look at Spike. "he can't help it, gentle giants, honestly."

The demons looked at Lorne, determining if they should let it go.

"Come on, Myssbe is doing the Beatles," He gazed at one of the demons holding Spike. "And Jeff, I know how much you like the Beatles. Think about what John Lennon would say about your behavior Jeffy."

"He's my idol..." A half whimper came from the deep voice of the demon.

"Exactamundo. And in what world do we not respect the geniuses from Liverpool?" Lorne added. Pylea came to mind. "Let me rephrase that, in what world that's not a hell dimension or a live in living technicolor charlie horse?"

Another moment. Then the demons completely dropped Spike, reluctantly, moving back to front row of the place. Lorne finally looked down at Spike, still with disapproval. "You sure know how to put a wedge in a good night of fun, don't you buddy? And when I say wedge, I mean a big over sized tree."

He offered Spike a hand.

[missy7]

Faith had snuck into Caritas about an hour and a half ago. She had a fun night of slaying and was looking forward to a few shots of tequila and maybe about 50 or so hot wings. Slaying did get her hungry...among other things. Faith downed a shot and watched as demons got up to sing. She shook her head perplexed, demons singing.. she laughed. The thought of getting up and singing some old 80’s song disturbed her. She would rather sit and drink til her heart content. She then thought , why the hell was she hear then?...her question was soon answered as she noticed Spike entered Caritas. “Looks like the real entertainments here” Faith said to herself.

Faith made no motion to get up and announce her presence. She wanted to see how this played out. She was fairly certain that even Lorne didn't know she was lingering at the back. Faith put her leg up on the table and observed Spike as he picked on the demon singing on stage. Faith shook her head, and laughed as a group or burley demons tried to drag Spike outside.

Faith sat smugly sipping at her drink when she caught sight of Lorne trying to save Spike from a great pummelling. Faith was suddenly disappointed. Oh well there will be plenty more opportunities to see Spike‘s ass get handed to him. Faith went back to her hot wings.