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Pam Swynford De Beaufort ([personal profile] lazy_but_loyal) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2017-06-17 11:07 pm

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"I'll give you twenty-four hours to deliver that witch to me," Pam growls with unblinking, terrifying calmness, her fangs bared. "And if you don't, I will personally eat, fuck, and kill all three of you."

With this ultimatum, Tara, Lafayette, and JesĂșs hastily disappear up the dungeon stairs, slamming the door behind them.

And Pam is left alone for a moment to collect herself as best she can before she heads up, too, her stiletto boot heels clicking coldly on the damp concrete. Except that when she opens the door, which should have opened onto to the hall leading to the main room of Fangtasia, she steps into Milliways.

"Oh, goddammit."

Her fangs gleam as pointily as the decorative spikes on the shoulders of her black denim jacket.

She's really not in the mood.


[tiny tag: Baze Malbus]
iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
A great, big bear of a man ducks through the back door, his six-foot bo staff slung over his armored shoulders. He's tired and sweaty, but content, having just finished evening staff katas out by the lake.

"Hoi, stranger!" he says, raising a taped-up hand to her. "May the Force of others be with you. I'm Baze Malbus." He pauses, squinting at her. "Whoa. You look pissed."
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa. Okay, then!

Baze is more curious than terrified at this point, but that's largely because he has lost his sense of self-preservation since coming here. Chirrut isn't around, so there's no one to protect, including Baze, and he doesn't think she'll actually attack him. Maybe.

He's seen plenty of creatures with fangs, but none in the mouth of someone who looks human! Cool!

"I won't," Baze says, following her at a relatively safe distance. Sort of. He's not really following her; he's just strolling to the same bar she's stalking to. Just as planned. "Can I, uh, get you a drink to make up for it?"
iprotectyou: Baze tilting his head back and laughing (hahaha)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Baze laughs, but it's more self-effacing than anything. He is genuinely amused, though.

"I can't tell innuendo even if it jumps up and bites me in the ass," the large man says, shifting his staff to one of his shoulders instead of bracing it across both. "Which it has, several times. Sorry, I didn't mean to hit on you, honest."

As if Baze is ever not honest. He can't tell a lie to save his life--not that that matters much anymore.
iprotectyou: Baze looking off to the side, wrinkling his nose (how about no)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"TruBlood? That's a weird name for a drink," Baze says, patting the counter. Bar surprises him with a cinnamon-orange tea, as per their prior arrangement, which he takes a somewhat nervous gulp of.

Baze has very rarely been frightened in his life, and only then when he was a small child, but this woman puts him on edge. He tells himself that he'll stop engaging with her soon. Hopefully Chirrut doesn't find him talking to her. That would just be disastrous.
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
The scent is unmistakable--he's smelled it too often on himself and Chirrut--and Baze's eyes widen. "Is that actual blood?" he says, setting his earthenware cup down on the bar before he drops it. He glances from the glass with the viscous liquid to her face, and back to the glass again. "Are you a--whatsit called--a vampire?"
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, shavit. That smile is the most unsettling thing she's done yet, ranking up there with that cold calmness she exhibited when she first spoke to him.

Baze nurses his tea. "So, why do you drink it?" he asks, cocking his head to the side. "Do you not have a choice? Can the bar not provide real blood?"

Just two buds talking about nutrition, yep.
iprotectyou: Baze giving someone an incredulous look, furrowing his brow (are you serious)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
Fangbanger? Ewww.

If this vampire lady--because yeah, she's a lady--doesn't need to eat all that often, which is Baze's assumption from the last night comment, he wonders why she's indulging in a bottle of something that tastes like shit. She's certainly not having a drink with him. He's not about to voice the thoughts out loud, though. Contrary to popular opinion--well, mostly Chirrut's--Baze does not like the taste of his toes.

"Huh. Okay, then," Baze says, wondering if she can smell his blood beneath his skin. Freaky! "That sort of begs the question of what your type is. Aren't all people suitable for, er, snacking on, as it were?"
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iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh," Baze says, curiosity bubbling up through his voice. He shifts his staff to his other shoulder, and picks up his teacup again. After drinking his tea--dregs and all, because waste not, want not--he sets the cup down on the bar top for a refill, and faces the vampire more fully. "Why's that? Do they taste differently than men do?"
iprotectyou: Baze looking off to the side, wrinkling his nose (how about no)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Holy shit. Baze chokes on his tea.

"Well," he croaks, still trying to breathe with his drink in his lungs, "that's good! I guess. I mean, it's... yeah."

If Baze Malbus could blush... "Fangbanger" didn't tip him off to the vampire's proclivities, and her predatory smile didn't either. Baze once asked a teenaged girl what the word "fucking" meant; he has very few ideas when it comes to sex.

"So, um," he says, and if his voice is a little squeakier than normal, please ignore that; he's still trying to breathe properly. "Is this true for all vampires? Or do some of them, er, prefer--yeah, no, I can't even ask that."
iprotectyou: Baze Malbus holding his heavy repeater rifle and raising his brows (I think not)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Baze says, and his gratitude is real. Pam doesn't need to hear about things biting him in the ass, and he sure as hell doesn't need to hear about Vampire Sex 101.

People have preferences! That's cool! Just... prefer them away from Baze, please, and thank you.

"So, um, new topic," Baze says, rubbing the back of his neck. He can't think of anything. Shit. "Does TruBlood come in different flavors, too?"

Like "Orgasming Female," Baze does not think.
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iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Baze once again wonders why she bothers with something that tastes so gross. From her description earlier, it's not like she's not spoiled for choice. Weird.

"I had no idea there were different types," he says, baffled. He scratches his beard with taped-up fingers. "Why is there a need for a synthetic version, anyway? It sounds like there are plenty of volunteers."
iprotectyou: Baze tilting his head back and laughing (hahaha)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Baze laughs abruptly--and then pauses. Wait. She meant for him to laugh at that, right? It was funny. Oh, shit, what if she didn't? He has no idea.

He also doesn't know what to say next. He's only built for chit-chat if the other person, you know, wants to. Baze could ask her how long she's been coming to the bar, or what her favorite part is, but both of those seem like such mundane topics. And she's anything but mundane.

"I met a vampire here who subsumed her cravings for blood with hot chocolate," Baze muses, not really sure where he's going with this. "I wonder why that doesn't work for you."
iprotectyou: Baze looking off to the side, wrinkling his nose (how about no)

[personal profile] iprotectyou 2017-06-18 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, she knits," Baze says, remembering his own unfinished scarf for Chirrut, upstairs. He takes a gulp of his now-cooled tea. "So, vampire babies are born to vampire parents, right? How do you not, y'know, outbreed your food sources? Are there laws about how many children you can have?"

This is dangerously close to Vampire Sex 101, but Baze doesn't think of it like that. Sex and procreation are for two different purposes in his mind. He compartmentalizes like a champ.

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