Annabelle shakes her head at that suggestion.  "I don't think that's a good idea Michael.  Time is not on our side.  It's about 3 am. It will be sunrise soon.  And we don't have any guarantee that there will be cloud cover in the daylight like yesterday. You may be unable to move about freely.

She begins to pace the floor.  "I say we go find us one vampire constable and interrogate him for information on both the size of their forces and where the forcefield is being generated. If they're not behind it, they certainly know who is.  None of them have demanded information from us on the origin of the field.
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"Unfortunately, Annabelle is right. There is no guarantee that we would find what we need in our collection here. Finding an officer who is willing to talk may even prove easier. We need to be careful though. No point adding to the risk by interrogating him here, we should find somewhere else. Just in case we are discovered in the act or, heaven forbid, he escapes." Aaron seems to be drawing a blank about sensible locations, but he has only just arrived in Sunnydale. "Any suggestions?"

"Hunt one down...probably by checking the local car accidents...and interrogate him. Bring a cross and holy water, burn him till he talks."

"Michael, you cross and holy water interrogation has merit, but with the town nearly deserted, an automobile accident may be a long time coming.  Annabelle says sitting down in the nearest chair and twirls her stake in her hand as she thinks.

"They are out looking for us.  We could simply walk down the street in plain view until one police cruiser drives by and stops upon seeing us. It will likely have two vampires in it, we stake one and drag the other one off the streets into the nearest abandoned public building, plenty of those to choose from.

"Alternatively. We make use of our grey matter and use the resources we have at our disposal. We happen to have an item in our possession that will let us keep tabs on the vampire police..." Aaron lets the pause drag out for some emphasis. "The cruiser. It should come with a police radio yes? So we either listen and wait for them to go on patrol. Or we call in a 'sighting' and get some of them to come where we want them. Both have their merits of course, but if time is such a factor I suggest the latter. Of course we would still need a suitable area for us to take them."

"Annabelle. You will have to realise that being the slayer means more than simply being able to kill vampires. You must be able to strategise as well, make good use of those resources that you have." Realising he is sounding somewhat condecending he stops himself. "Ahem. Sorry. Years of book learning under pompous windbags must have had more effect on me than I believed." He gives Annabelle a sheepish grin of apology.

"To be fair, strategy is mostly what the watcher's council was there for. You've gotta earn your keep, ya know."

Let the man do his job, and all that.

Annabelle appears to be unoffended at Aaron's comments.  "Quite alright Aaron.  That's what watchers are for; to guide Slayers how to be better Slayers.


She heads towards the back door of The Fish Tank.  "Well then, shall we adjourn to our capatured police cruiser and make use of the radio?"

"Perhaps that would be for the best." Aaron follows Annabelle out the back door and heads towards the parked cruiser.

Moments later, they are sitting in their "borrowed" police cruiser, listening to the police radio.

Lots of activity on the police radio, after a few minutes of listening you can determine that there are at least eight police cars out on patrol right now and their top priority is finding your group.  From what you can tell by listening, they are not searching any buildings yet.  They are driving up and down the streets of Sunnydale, waiting for at least one of you to show yourselves.

"Setting a net. Well, no reason to jump in it. We'll let it pass and rest up the night. We have food and blood available, so there's no reason to push it."

"I agree. We've already achieved something of note tonight. It would be better not to risk too much, there are only the four of us after all."

"Oh crumbs.  They're all over like cockroaches." Annabelle smacks her right hand into her left palm.  She really wanted to get out and grab a vampire cop.  But that wouldn't be the wisest course of action and the wiser Slayers tended to have longer lifespans.

"I concur.  Let's sit tight here for now.  We'll see if the sun comes up or not. 

She shuts the door to the police cruiser and heads for the back door to The Fish Tank.  "I almost forgot to ask.  Aaron, do you need to sleep? I'm fine.  It's about 11 am London time which is what cycle I'm on more or less.
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But no one makes it back inside as you hear a growling noise coming from the shadows.

Turok-Han?

No.  Four demons step out of the shadows.  They are humaniod in shape, have chalk white skin, red hair, and red sore marks on their faces including their nose.  They kind of look like mutated killer clowns actually.


Four demons, four of you.  Each ones picks a partner and moves to attack.



OCC: Demon fight at the back of The Fish Tank.  Combat thread time.

"Disgusting!  Look at their faces!  We'll probably contract a disease just touching them!"

Annabelle aims a kick followed by a spin kick, at the demon coming towards her.  Under no circumstances was she touching them with her bare hands unless someone passed her some rubber gloves.

Her kicks missed the demon by a comfortable distance, but the demon failed to land a kick on her as well.

Fortunately, disease wasn't a thing Mike had to worry about, as he manages to grab his opponent and tosses him into the wild blue yonder.  The demon sailed through the air, landed on the hood of their police cruiser, then rolled off and hit the ground.

Thinking wistfully of his bow sat inside the bar, Aaron draws his sword in a smooth practiced motion. "They're Lei-Ach demons Annabelle." Holding the sword in both hands he swings twice at the nearest of the demons.

The demon dodges Aaron's sword strikes, but fails to land a blow on the watcher.

Meanwhile, Buffybot leaps in the air, attempting to do a spectacular jump kick on her demon, but misses, but so does he when she lands.

OCC: Back to the combat thread. I posted Buffybot's move to keep thing rolling.No damage to the heroes. One demon on the ground from Mike's throw. Except for Mike, this had been an offense bad, defense good round for the good guys. 
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"They're what kind of demons Aaron?  Are they contagious?  Any special method needed to slay them?" Annabelle asked the watcher, glad to have something else to talk about besides her absymal attack a moment ago.

The Slayer then tried to fake out her foe, then strike him with her newly acquired knife from an unexpected direction. Her ploy is successful as the demon zigs when he should have zagged enabling the Slayer to stab him in the side. The demon growls in pain, then misses a kick aimed at Annabelle's head.

"Lei-Ach...."Sadly for her consulting a book about them in the middle of combat wasn't wise. She growls a bit they had to be demons since the invite rule didn't apply to them. At least the killing without a stake would be possible. She continues to engage her demonic dance partner with another jump kick attempt.  She misses again, but does the fist of the demon aimed at her head.


Mike tries to grab the downed demon and snap his neck...twice. Good thing he's prone...this sort of maneuver wasn't one he was used to, and he was hardly all that skillful about it.

CRACK!  The demon screams in pain at Mike's first twist.  CRACK!  He makes no sound this time. This demon's done.

Aaron growls in dissatisfaction at his pitiful attempts to strike the demon. "Not contagious. Standard hack and slash to kill." He punctuates the words hack and slash with swift double handed swings of his sword.

Swish! Swish!  Demon blood is on the pavement as both of the watcher's sword strikes connect the demon's midsection.  The Lei-Ach growls and lunges forward, grabbing Aaron by the neck.

OCC: Back to the combat thread.  Heroes have initiative. Mike's demon is dead, so he can go help someone else. No damage to the heroes.  Aaron is currently grappled by the neck by one demon. You can try a strength doubled roll to break free or try to attack again, if you do damage to the demon he'll let go.

Why won't you. Just. Die?" Aaron tries to force the Lei'Ach demon from his throat with the point of his sword. Thrusting straight for where the creature's heart should be. Shuk! Shuk!  Aaron's sword plunges into the demon's heart twice.  He releases his grip on the watcher and steps back, looking like he's barely able to stand.


"Hack and slash.  Fabulous, I can do that. Still not touching them though.".  Annabelle said as she swung her knife at the demon again and missed.  Her attack left much to be desired, but she was nimble enough to dodge the demon's punch that was aimed at her head.


Mike proceeded to come up against Aaron's opponent from behind...and now that he's getting used to this idea, grabbing him around the neck, even as he'd grabbed Aaron. And just like his buddy, he proceeds to snap his neck. Twice, using the distraction from grappling another and coming up from behind to make it particularly effective.

CRACK! CRACK!  Mike's last twist makes a sickening crunch as the demon drops to the ground.  If Aaron's sword through the heart didn't finish him, this surely did.

Meanwhile, Buffybot tries to nail her opponent with two kicks and fails, but manages to evade his attack.

OCC: Back to the combat thread.  Two demons left, one engaging Annabelle, the other engaging the Bot.  No damage to the heroes this round.

Annabelle was getting quite frustrated.  With both herself and this lowly demon who wasn't "following the script."
"I am the Slayer!  You will fall before me!" she screams as she nails a sweep kick that puts the demon on his back, followed by a knife stab on his downed body. The demon screamed in pain, but he still had some fight left in him.

In case the knife doesn't finish the poor demon off, Mike pounces on the poor demon as it tries to deal with Annabelle, and proves it's not a good night to have a neck, with a couple more break neck attempts on the demon. He correctly expected her sweep to work, and it was highly useful when it did. It took two more twists, but with the second twist, Mike heard that familiar sickening crunch indicating this demon was finished.


Buffybot managed to land a punch followed by a kick on the demon engaging her. The Lei-Ach demon then lunged forward with a hammer like fist that nailed the robot square in the face, sending her to the ground.  Buffybot's eyes were closed, she lay there unconcious, or shut down in her case.


Aaron nods his thanks to Micheal as the demon drops to the floor. Catching his breath a moment he sees that two of them are down. With Micheal helping Annabelle he moves to help the Buffybot. Two short stabs into the creatures back almost make him feel bad, he never had liked blindsiding a foe. Both stabs elicit a growl of pain from the demon who didn't see the watcher coming.

The demon turns to face Aaron, having lost all interest in the downed robot (she was no useful food source after all).  The demon steps closer to the watcher, about to strike.

OCC: One demon left, about to go after Aaron.  It's three against one. Buffybot is on the ground knocked out.

Seeing his foe still upright Aaron curses. "Dammit!" He takes a step back and falls into a defensive posture, focusing on keeping the demon occupied for his allies to flank.  Wise move on the watcher's part as the demon lunge forward, Aaron being his prime target.

Mike's got some practice with the last few of these guys. And this time, though, the execution is a thing of beauty. The grab looks picture perfect, the neck snaps done with flawless grace. You could put this one on a how to snap necks for dummies video. CRACK!  CRACK!  The stops moving and grows limp in Michael's arms.



"Stay back Aaron!  Michael, you hit him on the left, I'll hit him on the right!"
 Annabelle said, moving towards the last demon,  planning  to swing her knife to slash at him and follow with a spin kick.  But she halts, seeing that Michael's neck snap attack has finished him off.


OCC: Back to the episode thread.  This fight is over.  Buffybot is still unconscious.  All demons dead (but not dusted, you've got bodies to clean up.)

Mike takes the most efficient route to body disposal...which is picking up the nearest manhole cover and dumping them in the sewer. He makes sure to take all 4 himself...the undead are typically VERY hard to trace by finger prints. The living, not so much.

"That'll do."

"Quite.  Good show." Annabelle said to Michael, very pleased that she didn't have to touch those disgusting and probably disease infested demons.

She heads for the back entrance to The Fish Tank and holds the door open for everyone else.  "We'd better get back inside.  And grab the robot.  She seems to have shut down or deactivated or whatever.  We'll prop her up in a corner and she'll turn herself on I suppose.

Mike smirked.

"Oh, I'm sure you've an easier time of turning yourself on then the bot does."

Nonetheless, Mike is very strong, and takes the bot inside to her recharge area, and leaves it there.

Annabelle narrows her eyes at Michael regarding his last comment.

"Now that Aaron's here, we'll need another sleeping cot.  If only you could transform yourself into a bat and sleep hanging from the rafters.  That would solve the problem neatly.   she says before turning to the watcher.

"There are two sleeping cots in the back room.  Did you need to sleep now Aaron? I'm still on London time myself, I just woke up before you arrived.

"Nah. You'll have to settle for me driving you batty. Next best thing, really."

He's a laugh a minute, really.

"I am quite well for a few hours yet Annabelle." However I think some food would be a good idea. Maybe we can plan our next move a little more thoroughly as well?" Aaron seems completely unaware of Micheal's attempts at humour, giving only a vague polite smile.

Well, I walked right into that one. Annabelle thought.

"Touche Michael." was her reply to the vampire (through clenched teeth) before turning to Aaron.

"Peachy idea.  We'll get us something to eat, Michael can grab a cup of blood and we'll gather around the bar for a strategy meeting.