Cordelia Chase
Human
The Queen of Mean[A:1]
I swear, one of these times, you're gonna wake up in a coma.
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Post by Cordelia Chase on Sept 7, 2010 18:27:17 GMT 9.5
(( I wanted to have a thread back in seasons one and two so I'm hoping you guys will join and remember the early seasons that were so much fun ;D ))
Cordelia strode into the Bronze, dressed up as usual in the latest fashion along with a wide smile. She loved this place, adored the crowds who paid attention to her and especially appreciated the good music to dance to. Not to mention the hot guys who eyed her off every few minutes...
She walked further into the room, flashing her smile to anyone who even glanced her way and waved to the girls she hung out with. As she did, she tried to forget the unusual events that had been occurring lately and the strange way Willow, Xander and Buffy seemed to always be at the scene.
Finally, she reached the dance floor. Cordy began to move to the music, immediately joining in with the guys who swayed up to her and stayed there with her.
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Post by Corlafka on Sept 8, 2010 20:36:30 GMT 9.5
A young looking guy walks into the Bronze in tight jeans with leather chaps white he wears a white muscle shirt and a leather vest instead of a coat since the weather is too hot for a coat right now. Since he isn’t wearing the coat, the gold band on his left shoulder can be seen and the golden bracelet on his right wrist is showing as well. He haves a very nice built to him, lean yet with a very nice muscular tone to him. He haves shoulder length platinum hair that looks bluish more than blonde. He looks like a biker in that outfit, as well as a possible student at how young he looks, but hadn’t been noticed at the high school. Though, he does looks like he belongs on either the track or football team, however, he is to pale to look like he actually goes out and plays sports.
Just because he is so pale looking, those that know of demons, vampires, and undead around here, he could easily be mistaken for a vampire over anything else. When he walks into the Bronze, he walks past Cordelia and her preppy rich group of friends without a single glance to her or any of her friends at all. He just walks up to the bar area to order himself a coke to drink and sits in the dark corner by the bar as he watches the group of humans gather. He leans back against the bar as he sips on his drink just relaxing, while he watches and listens to everyone around him.
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Post by Angel on Sept 9, 2010 4:54:54 GMT 9.5
Going to the Bronze was not Angel's favorite activity, but it was usually the easiest way to catch a glimpse of Buffy. To pass her information, or to keep tabs on her. There was something about her, something that just kept him coming back and wanting to know more.
Striding into the Bronze he moved his way through the groups of young teenagers gossiping about pointless things and off to the corner in the dark where he could watch. Most of the time being here made him feel like a perverted old man. Yet, while he was old he certainly didn't look it. He would never get to age like the people around him. That was another thing, he was trying to get a grasp of his humanity back, to assimilate. But truthfully he never could.
So there he stood, his arms crossed, and a blank expression plastered on his face. Scanning the room he looked for any sign of Buffy or her friends.
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Post by Buffy Summers on Sept 10, 2010 0:18:33 GMT 9.5
As Buffy sat at one of the tables waiting for Willow and Xander to come along, she spent the time looking around. She rolled her eyes as she watched Cordelia waltz in and act like she was the queen, which shouldn't really be a surprise. Buffy also couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of envy towards the popular girls, remembering how she was like Cordelia back in L.A before they moved to Sunnydale. But no, she wouldn't trade what she had now with anyone or anything... Willow and Xander were the best friends a new girl could ask for.
As she was looking at Cordy, Buffy suddenly spotted a male walking past, not even glancing at the clique. His outfit and complexion screamed vampire, but Buffy knew it was foolish to just charge up to him and stake him there and then. Besides, since meeting Angel, she also realised that there was such a thing as a good vampire, no matter how rare.
Keeping her eye on him, she noticed he got to the bar and stayed there, seeming to watch them people. It doesn't look like he'll be causing any immediate trouble but she'll be keeping an eye out for him, that's for sure. With slight hesitation, Buffy tore her gaze away and began glancing around the dancing people for her friends. She sighed and slumped slightly in her seat, then suddenly a chill went through her. Sitting back up now alert, she gazed around the place with caution, wondering why she'd just had that feeling.
"Okay, no need to get the wiggins... the place is crowded... anyone could be looking at you." Buffy told herself this with no success of reassurance, still unable to find the source of the shiver.
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Post by Xander Harris on Sept 11, 2010 0:17:14 GMT 9.5
"The wiggins?" Xander repeated after Buffy as he snuck up behind her. Xander had been in the Bronze earlier and had noticed Buffy enter, as he approached her she saw her staring out to space, he looked in the same direction, Cordelia caught his eye not the new strange guy, who Buffy was looking at.
"Figured the place got 20 degrees colder," he said with disgust about Cordelia's appearance at the Bronze. "So what's up Buffster?" He asked moving up closer to the table and leaning upon it.
He scanned the crowd as he waited for a response from Buffy, when he noticed Angel swimming through the crowd. Off to the dark, dreary corner doesn't surprise me Xander thought. He decided not to tell Buffy about his being here, they were here to have fun and he knew they wouldn't be able to if they saw each other. "It's always the end of the world with that guy," Xander mumbled to himself not realising he had spoken aloud.
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Cordelia Chase
Human
The Queen of Mean[A:1]
I swear, one of these times, you're gonna wake up in a coma.
Posts: 56
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Post by Cordelia Chase on Sept 11, 2010 1:23:21 GMT 9.5
As Cordelia moved to the music, she spotted a guy walking past who looked like a biker. Her eyes lit up... until he just walked straight past and to the bar without even looking at her or the group. Her expression fell in disappointment but she perked up again as the song ended and everyone cheered for the band.
She walked off towards the bar, thinking she could maybe talk to the newcomer. However, she passed the table where Buffy and Xander were. "What, the three musketeers are only a two tonight? How sad." She said sarcastically, stopping next to Xander.
Cordelia overheard Xander mutter to himself and she rolled her eyes. "What is it with you guys... always so morbid."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Sept 11, 2010 1:32:04 GMT 9.5
Buffy jumped in her rigid state as Xander's voice came from nowhere. "Don't do that, Xander! I get enough from the dead sneaking up behind me, I don't need my friends to join in with the sneakiness." She said with a pout, still feeling uneasy.
She sighed before replying, "Oh, the usual. You know, looking out for the baddies, mingling with the good." Before she could ask Xander the same question, Cordelia appeared at their table with her usual nastiness. "Oh good, just what I wanted... advice from the unwanted." She gave Cordy a mock-sweet smile, hoping she'll take the hint and go away. But instead of waiting, Buffy had to add, "Isn't there an elsewhere you have to be? Like, harass some other lower person than you to you to make yourself feel better?"
She now turned away from Cordelia and to Xander. "Looking for someone in particular, Xan? Speaking of which, where's Willow?" Buffy looked around again, hoping to spot the redhead.
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Post by Corlafka on Sept 12, 2010 3:46:43 GMT 9.5
Corlafka was sitting at the bar facing in toward the bartender at first, and while Cordelia started to make her way to him. He glances over at the movement as she moves and stops before Xander and Buffy. While he sips at his coke while he watches the three of them out of the corner of his royal purple eye. Then turns his back to the bar and leans back to watch the crowd and the band as the next song starts. As he turns to do this, his left golden shoulder band sparkles in the low lights, and then becomes hidden by the shadows of the wall next to him. However, the golden bracelet sparkles in the light now as his ride side faces the three of them.
He hadn’t looked at them for a few moments after he turned around, but soon her glances out of the corner of his green eye this time. However, still not seeming to take much of an interest in the dark haired female, but more of the blonde, his eye seems to stay on her for a while or at least until Cordelia moves his way again.
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Post by Angel on Sept 13, 2010 4:38:56 GMT 9.5
The first person he caught a glimpse of was Cordelia, he wasn't surprised she was here. Hopefully she wouldn't spot him, he felt awkward around her at times. She was nice, but her intentions toward him at times made him feel uncomfortable. He watched her as she walked through the dance floor toward a table. And there they were Xander and Buffy.
Why was she always with him? He wasn't much competition, but still. He knew Xander had a thing for Buffy and he didn't like it. Of course part of him also registered the fact that he was dead and it was unfair of him to want someone so alive. But he was in love with her and couldn't help himself.
While he stood there contemplating whether or not to approach Buffy a girl walked up to him asking if he came here often. His eyes moved to her. "No, sorry." He said awkwardly, his arms still crossed. She pressed further trying to maintain his attention, asking if he would like to dance. "I don't dance." The girl muttered something about him being a jerk and moved on. His eyes moved back to the blonde. He really needed to stop coming here.
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Post by Willow Rosenburg on Sept 23, 2010 2:51:08 GMT 9.5
Blinking and walking into the Bronze, Willow smiled as she listened to the music around her. She was only here for one thing though and that was to visit with Buffy and Xander, her two best friends. Seeing them sitting at a table, Willow smiled and waved to them then walked across the floor to join them at the table. "Sorry all, I was helping Giles with something in the library...got here as soon as I could."
Noticing someone standing right in front of them, Willow furrowed her eyebrows studying Corlafka nad pushed her red hair back behind her shoulder before leaning into Buffy "Who's the broody guy over there? He seems to be more broodier than Angel over here."
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Post by Alaki Carolina Istvosqi on Sept 25, 2010 8:17:31 GMT 9.5
Alaki stepped into The Bronze and took in a deep breath of air. The place smelled of humans, delicious, mout-watering blood pumping through their veins. Such fragile creatures, humans. One quick motion and their neck is snapped, and instant death. Maybe she could have a little tasts...No. Alaki shook her head, forcing her demon's hunger down. She refused to succumb to her weakness. If she did then 40 years of fasting, aka refusing human blood, would be a waste.
Alaki bypassed the couples making out in the shadows near the door, crossing in front of a tall, dark and handsome man who seemed to be focused solely on staring intently in one direction. It was almost creepy the way he was so fixated on whatever had his attention. Alaki hurried past him, hoping get as far from him as possible. Unfortunately, a big football player-sized teen decided to push another one just as big.
Alaki was small, about five feet three inches and weighing about one hundred and fifteen pounds. When she was alive court rumors said she was some sort of faerie or pixie child. Now, her small stature was a great disadvantage. The football player who had been pushed one smashed into her and she fell back, right into Mr. Creepy Stare’s arms. OOC: Mr. Creepy Stare is Angel, by the way
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Post by Tegan on Sept 25, 2010 22:24:29 GMT 9.5
In a dark empty corner, not too far from the main entrance stands a dark figure. He is dressed all in heavy-duty black outfit, a trench coat that is the length of his body. With his dark clothing, he is rather well hidden in the corner. The only thing that may catch anyone’s attention is his blazing bright emerald green eyes, and his deep golden blond hair. He keeps quit and avoiding others from touching him.
He stands there watching all the mortals and other creatures enjoying themselves at this club, as he watches for any vampire rogue activity. However, oddly, he hasn’t been able to sense any of his kind, or well the ones he believed only existed, he doesn’t know that the human stories of their vampire kind actually existed. He sighs in boredom, but shoos girls away that try to get him to come on the dance floor with them and crosses his arms and just ignores them.
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Post by Angel on Oct 8, 2010 9:12:25 GMT 9.5
Suddenly a person was in his arms, his eyes fell to the girl that had been pushed into him, he felt her cold skin. Vampire. He stood her upright, his jaw clenching slightly, "Hungry huh?" His voice tight. He wanted to stake her, right then and there. But it was hard with all of these teenagers standing about. It would freak people out and draw more attention to the fact that the town was highly invested with vampires.
"I suggest you get your meal elsewhere." He said, towering over the girl. If he was the type to ask more questions, instead of always assuming that vampires were all evil then he would've known Alaki wasn't a bad vampire. But stereotyping was usually a safe step when it came to the undead.
ooc: sorry for the delay.
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Post by Alaki Carolina Istvosqi on Oct 9, 2010 8:59:26 GMT 9.5
Mr. Creepy Stare’s arm’s closed around her, as hard and as cold as steal. She hissed. Quickly Alaki jerked herself from his grip and turned on the vampire, mouth open and ready to tell him to get out of here, but he beat her to it.
“Hungry huh? I suggest you get your meal elsewhere.”
Her inner demon snarled at the barely disguised threat. After having her motives questioned by at least five different human-befriending demons this day alone, Alaki was seriously getting sick and tired of all the hateful suspicion. “What?” she snapped. “Is this your feeding ground? Well let me tell you something, pal, you’d better not be doing any eating while I’m around. You’re, like, the ten billionth person to think that I’m nothing but a blood sucking monster and I’m not! I drink animal blood you moron. Use your nose! I just had some not twenty minutes ago! You should be able to smell it!” [/center][/color]
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Post by Buffy Summers on Oct 11, 2010 17:56:21 GMT 9.5
Buffy spotted Willow a moment later and waved back to her friend with a smile. "Good ol' Willow... can't resist when the books are calling." She teased the redhead but was quite glad she was finally here. Whenever one of her friends were late, Buffy often assumed the worst. She supposed that was the downside to having friends and being the Slayer but she wouldn't have it any other way.
Buffy looked over to where Willow was looking to see the guy she was talking about. "Search me." She replied, deciding to keep an eye on the guy anyway, just in case he was a trouble maker. But the last part of Willow's comment made her freeze. "What do you mean, 'Angel over here?' Have you seen him here... now?" Her tone couldn't be more excited at the thought of the good vampire she'd come to like more than she honestly liked to admit.
She gazed around eagerly but when she finally spotted his unmistakable frame, her heart plummeted. There was a pretty girl talking to him and it pained her to see it. Of course, she couldn't hear their conversation and she wasn't sure she wanted to. "Oh... good for him." She mumbled, turning away back to Willow. Her expression told more than her words, though.
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