16359/Dark Willow: The Big Bad is back...

Dark Willow: The Big Bad is back...
Date of Scene:	11 June 2024
Location:	The Bronze, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	Spike made his way back to town and discovered Willow...only not exactly Willow as he knows her. What to do with that information? It remains to be seen.
Cast of Characters:	Spike, Willow Rosenberg
Tinyplot:	Dark Willow

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Spike has posed:
The Bronze. The pesky Scoobies used to congregate here. For his part, Spike is counting on that not being the case now. Everyone grew up and moved on. Well, maybe he wants to be seen. People are creatures of habit after all and chances are some will arrive.

He stands up on the catwalk, a glass of some amber liquid dangling loosely in his left hand. His right hand raises to put his cigarette to his mouth and he takes a drag. All the potential Happy Meals on legs and he can't do anything more than stare. It's cruel really and he is an expert on cruel.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow had been in the bathroom, trying to decide to change her outfit. She'd brought a mini skirt and a bra for the occasion. Really she thought, she should should have worn them to another club, except she was only a little bit brave. Not a BIG bit Brave!

The Bronze was a good place to try this new fashion.

Other than at the Bronze she faced having people who knew her as naive little Willow (*patpat*).

In the end, she decided to heck with this! And changed!

Now at the bar she was figuring out what alcohol to drink. After all, go big or go home?

"Uhm.. Whiskey. no.. tequila. No.. uhm.."

"Tell you what." The bartender suggested. "Let me make you a drink." After all that was one way to deal with someone who really didn't know their booze, and to allow him to get to the slowly growing backlog of customers that did!

Spike has posed:
Swirling his glass thoughtfully, Spike notices the redhead with the bra and miniskirt. He doesn't see her face initially, just a temptation he can't indulge in.

He watches her from the catwalk for a while, then decides there are some things that maybe he can do if not feed. She is well put together and it's been a while. As he approaches the bar, he finishes his drink and sets the glass down on a table.

It is only when he slides up to the bar, pats the surface with his hands, and offers a deliberately bad pickup line,"What's a girl like you doing in a dump like this pet?" Only then does his eyes take in her profile. Surprise, shock, and an amorous smirk as well,"Hello red. You're looking...amazing."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Eek!

She's been found.

At first, her primary instinct is to hide, and pull her shirt down. Except there is no extra skirt - what you see is all that there is. And the bra isn't very much bigger.

"I.." Wait a minute.He didn't recognize her to begin with. That was a surprise, and it boosted her confidence. So much so, that she responded, "Waiting for a man like you to take me away."

Yes, she was playing with fire. Moreso as her confidence grew, so did the Dark Willow personality. Which was dangerous to say the least.

"Hello Spike. Yes, I do. Too bad you don't match." She rakes her dark eyes over him.

Spike has posed:
He raises a finger to the bartender and orders another drink for himself while they talk,"You never know what might match pet. Just have to let the walls erode some and not over think things." he replies.

His eyes linger on her for maybe longer than is comfortable,"So a man like me, but I don't match. Tell me more about this paradox you have constructed. I mean, this new and confident Willow is terribly interesting."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
She holds up two fingers, to indicate that she will have what he has. Dark Willow doesn't have the worries that Willow does. She likes her booze just fine.

The bartender just lifts an eyebrow, and shrugs. Two, then. "Coming right up."

"Do you really think that if we polled the customer base, I wouldn't win? Really? Whether they are male or female, I would beat you hands down. But that's enough about you. What about me? Don't you wonder what I have been up to?"

Spike has posed:
The drink order gets a raise of his right brow, but he doesn't comment. Instead he merely nods to the bartender and tells him,"Put them on my tab."

He looks at the crowd and shakes his head,"Oh I am sure I'd be a distant second red. Doesn't mean it wouldn't be fun to find out."

"I am curious for sure. You look like temptation in every way possible." he admits,"I am curious what brought on the change. Not complaining, just curious. It's an interesting side of you I wasn't aware existed. Tell me where this Willow came from and what you have been doing to bring her around."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow laughs darkly. "Oh, dear boy. I have /always/ been here."

She leans in to whisper in his ear, "I just showed her what power looks like."

Spike has posed:
A raise of his brow when she leans in closer and makes the comments about always here and just showing her. He takes a drink in hand and offers it to here,"Then here's to a good time and power love." he comments.

Once she takes the glass he takes up his and raises it to toast,"So she knows now what it looks like. What will she do with it a wonder?"

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow breathes outwards as she disentangles from Spike. Barely touching his cheek, as though almost giving him a kiss..

"What shall she do about it?" She chortles. "What do you think? Hide. That's my guess. We had to prod her to come out of the bathroom without that ugly, prissy outfit that she calls comfy." She shudders. "Do you know how middle ages that outfit looks like?"

Taking her glass she salutes him. Takes a swallow, and shrugs. "You would think you would be able to afford better whiskey than this."

Spike has posed:
Curious about her behavior for sure, but seemingly willing to take advantage of it none the less. The almost kiss gets a half smirk,"Likely as not she would hide. That's what she's good at. Forget that she is a woman with a natural grace everyone sees other than her."

He smirks fully and shrugs,"This is The Bronze love. You can't expect too much. This is top of the line near's I can tell. I might know where there is a bottle of Johnny Walker blue, but not in this dive." Higher end liquor for sure.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"It might be interesting." Willow downs the remainder in her glass. "Unfortunately, any second now she was revert to being in control. And I will be trapped in the deepest darkest dungeons of her mind as she tries to keep me under wraps."

She shrugs.

"There will be a day she won't be able to keep me under wraps. Perhaps we'll meet again."

Raising a hand in au revoir, she begins to head on out. "Remember.. when I am free.."

Spike has posed:
He takes a drink of the whiskey. Down in one shot. A nod and he replies,"You do need to get free more often." he replies.

As she rises and leaves, he watches her thoughtfully. Sure she is interesting and definately an attention getter, but despite popular belief Spike is capable of think with the top head. Sometimes the blood goes that way. Sometimes.

He frowns thoughtfully and replies,"I'll remember..."