( Elijah takes Jeremy into an adjacent piano room, crouching behind. He bites into his wrist and brings it to Jeremy's mouth. Jeremy makes a face but Elijah insists.
"We need you in fighting shape," he says. Jeremy relents.
Buffy runs and jumps on the bannister, taking off upwards - what better way to get out of a kill box then to get closer to the boxers. Buffy leaps off to grab at the chanter, (2), but the spell doesn't help her spacial reasoning and she goes rolling past. )
[Sam moves to find a corner to duck behind, tall moose that he is, and a spell catches his shoulder (14 vs. 9), and he flinches back with a wince. He fires two shots in return (14 vs. 16, 5 vs. 16) and spells continue to knock his shots out of the way.
Stefan hones in on one of the witches looking as though they're about to turn on Buffy (15 vs. 15), and the two of them wrestle some as Stefan slams the witch into a wall - but at least it can't let off anymore spells.]
[The staff shatters, but Allison's arrows don't come flying back in just yet. Sam is worried, some, but he pushes it to the side because he is also actively being targeted. He shifts to follow Buffy's lead, shooting the witch she stole the staff from twice (17 vs. 15, 8 vs. 2), putting two witch killing bullets center mass.
But something is shifting. The wards on the building are flickering as each of the Inner Circle members go down, and with it, the other attacking witches start to look nervous. Particularly because there's an Original vampire somewhere in the mix and Stefan Salvatore ... well, he's more than capable of making a mess and he looks pissed.
Never mind the Winchester. Where one goes, another isn't usually far behind.
One of them throws up their hands. "Hey, hey, look - can we talk about this?"
Stefan raises an eyebrow as he turns to the speaker.]
( They are. They all are. Months of bloodshed, damnation, and decades of corruption and old rites.
Elijah, for one, is over it.
In an instant, there's a hand in his hair at his waist and his head is bent back. The Original he's scared of? Yeah. "You took someone I respect greatly, for some half-hearted idea that it might make your keepers more powerful. Oddly, you didn't think about your own lives. What do you think, Stefan. Are these witches acting like their lives actually mean anything in the shadow of their grand coven?")
[A flash of the ripper beneath in the smile that crosses his face as his eyes dip blood red.]
You made your bed. Afraid you'll have to die in it.
[And with that, they'll make short work of the rest by the time the heirs emerge. Maybe they'll find some that hid away, waiting to see who survived the coup. But any who actually stood against?
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"We need you in fighting shape," he says. Jeremy relents.
Buffy runs and jumps on the bannister, taking off upwards - what better way to get out of a kill box then to get closer to the boxers. Buffy leaps off to grab at the chanter, (2), but the spell doesn't help her spacial reasoning and she goes rolling past. )
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Stefan hones in on one of the witches looking as though they're about to turn on Buffy (15 vs. 15), and the two of them wrestle some as Stefan slams the witch into a wall - but at least it can't let off anymore spells.]
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Buffy goes for the main witch and his staff, grappling him from the side and then stomping on the staff to break it (nat 20!) )
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But something is shifting. The wards on the building are flickering as each of the Inner Circle members go down, and with it, the other attacking witches start to look nervous. Particularly because there's an Original vampire somewhere in the mix and Stefan Salvatore ... well, he's more than capable of making a mess and he looks pissed.
Never mind the Winchester. Where one goes, another isn't usually far behind.
One of them throws up their hands. "Hey, hey, look - can we talk about this?"
Stefan raises an eyebrow as he turns to the speaker.]
I think we're well past talking.
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Elijah, for one, is over it.
In an instant, there's a hand in his hair at his waist and his head is bent back. The Original he's scared of? Yeah.
"You took someone I respect greatly, for some half-hearted idea that it might make your keepers more powerful. Oddly, you didn't think about your own lives. What do you think, Stefan. Are these witches acting like their lives actually mean anything in the shadow of their grand coven?" )
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[A flash of the ripper beneath in the smile that crosses his face as his eyes dip blood red.]
You made your bed. Afraid you'll have to die in it.
[And with that, they'll make short work of the rest by the time the heirs emerge. Maybe they'll find some that hid away, waiting to see who survived the coup. But any who actually stood against?
Well, they chose their side.]