Jesse
Jesse Tuck drove his motorcycle through the school's gates, came to a halt, and took off his helmet. He looked around him, though dilligent, aged eyes, and saw teenaged girl talking to a tree, fireflies flitting around, and a group of young-looking people sitting on te steps, just talking and hanging out. He parked his bike and walked up to them.
"Nyx, it's good to see you again," he smiled, giving her a hug. "I need a break, and I heard you were here. How are you?"
Nyx
"Damn, sweetie, where you been hiding at?" Nyx smiled and hugged him back hard. "I haven't seen you for an age! Why for y'all come looking for this cat? Old acquiantices are just dropping in all the time now. Sigurd was up a while ago too."
Jesse
"Winnie died," he said with a sigh. "I know she made the right choice, she lived to be a hundred and had a rich and complete life, but still, part of me wishes she had drank the water." he sighed. "No I don't, I wouldn't wish my life on anybody." He suddenly noticed Spike.
"I'm sorry, but, well, you look like somebody I knew once. A poet named William."
Nyx
"Bloody hell," Spike said wonderingly. "Nyx, explain."
"Easily, Spike. Spike was William the Bloody Awful Poet, now he's Spike the Bloody Sexy Vampire." Nyx bounced slightly. "And Jack's here too, and oh! So much fun all round."
Jesse
"Vampire? Well, that explains why you're still around, but not why you're not killing all the innocent children." Jesse said. He looked the pirate over.
"Captain Jack Sparrow?" he said, noticing the tattoo and the pirate brand on his wrist. "A bit before my time, but I've heard the tales of thje Black Pearl. Part of what got me started on my travels," he smiled. "I've now seen the entire world several times, and evey time it's different." He breathed in the cool air. "So, what is this place, anyway?" he asked. "And why is that girl talking to a tree as though it's talking back?" he asked, gesturing to Ophelia.
Nyx and Logan
"Spke is no fun no more since he got himself a soul," Nyx pouted. "And the tree is talking back. He's a Dryad. She's half mer. LOGAN!" Nyx did one of her running jumps and tackled Logan to the ground. "Yum!" She purred and wriggled as she covered his face with kisses.
"Um, hi, babe." Logan grinned.
"Bloody hell, Nyx, ya can't keep yourself under control for one moment, can ya?" Spike looked amused as he lit up a cigarette.
"Sweetie, if I was any less controlled, I'd be doing him right now."
Jesse
Jesse grinned. "Nyx, you were always, well, out there." Jesse held out his hand to Logan. "You must me Nyx's new flame. I'm Jesse," he smiled.
Nyx and Logan
"Logan, or the Wolverine." Logan shook Jesse's hand. "Mutant."
"Why bother with the labels? Labels bad." Nyx got off Logan's chest so he could at least sit up. "I'm a fey mood today. All...fur prickling and contrary." She ran her hands through her hair. "Don't feel like being sensible."
"Definetly no coffee for you then," Logan decided as he got to his feet.
"Aw!"
Jesse
Jesse smiled at a memory. "You should have seen her the first time she had coffee," he chuckled. "It took us two days to calm her down."
Nyx and Logan
Nyx giggled. "It was fun though! Oh, I'm so hyped today. Don't even know why." Vortigern came out the front and headed straight over to Spike.
"'Lo, pet."
"Hey Spike, Nyx, Logan. And new person." Spike curled his arm around Vortigern's shoulder and leant down to bury his face in the boy's hair.
Jesse, Clark and Dawn
"Hey, I'm Jesse," he smiled. "Hey Nyx, my 200th birthday's coming up soon, you gonna throw me a party?" he laughed. Just about then, Clark flew down with a giggling Dawn in his arms, and landed on the steps.
"Hi, I'm Dawn, otherwise known as the Key, and this is Clark."
"NIce to meet you, I'm Jesse Tuck."
Vortigern and Nyx
"Vortigern."
"Oooh, party! I love parties. I think we need one." Nyx bounced over and hugged Dawn. "Dawnie! Sweetie! How do you feel about helping me do a party for my old friend?"
Jesse and Dawn
Dawn laughed. "What kind of party?" she asked. "How old of a friend can he be, he looks my age." she looked critically. Jesse laughed.
"I'm almost 200. Drank from a spring, and it turned out to be the Fountain of Youth. Has some drawbacks, it did, but at least nobody can get to the water anymore."
Nyx, Vortigern and Logan
"You fixed it? Good boy." Nyx ran her head up his arm, purring. Logan rolled his eyes. "Humans don't deal with immortality very well. You miss the people who die too much."
Spike sighed airlessly and pulled Vortigern closer against him. He knew he couldn't have him forever, but...he really wanted forever. Love's bitch. Wasn't he always? "Ya talk too much, pet."
"Don't call me pet, Spike."
"Call ya pet iffin I want."
"William."
"Pet."
"Sweet William."
"Cat."
"Vampire."
"Pussycat."
"Blooddrinker." They both glared at each other.
Jesse
Jesse laughed. "So, William, whatever happened with Cecily? Did you ever manage to court her?" he asked, amused at how much he'd changed. Jesse Tuck had barely changed at all, not since he was 17. But Spike? That was new.
Vortigern
Spike's eyes flashed with remembered hurt. "That bitch is the reason I'm a vampire. Went outside one night after she rejected me again, met my lovely dark princess and was turned."
"But hey, here now." Vortigern turned and kissed Spike.
"Good point, pet."
Jesse
Jesse laughed. "I see this is going to be a good place for me, for a while at least. Nyx, Miles is a wreck. You know he's fought in every war since he was 18? HJe travels the world looking for wars to fight. He's off in Iraq, trying to get himself blown up, though he knows he'll never die." Jesse sighed as he thought of his brother. "He'll never get over losing his wife and children."
Nyx
"Damn, sweetie. He needs to come here, we're gonna have plenty of wars to fight and we can always use another soldier." Nyx ruffled his hair. "You tell him Nyx said to get his ass down here pronto. We can catch up. And we got us some kickass training sims."
Jesse
"If he ever answers his phone or his emails again, I'll tell him." Jesse sighed. "Is there a place where I can crash? I've had a long trip."
Nyx and Mordred
"We're getting a bit crowded, but yeah. Come on in." Nyx led him through the mansion. On the way there, she knocked on the boys dorm door and looked in. "Mordred? Sweetie?"
"Go 'way," he said in a voice thick with tears and pain.
"You need to come out sometime."
"Let me die."
"Can't do that. You know me."
"Go away cat." Mordred turned over in his bed and buried his head under his pillows.
"Very bad breakup. He's been in there since the 20th, more or less. Hasn't touched a thing. Barely gotten out of bed." Nyx led Jesse through the halls. "This room's spare, for the moment. You need anything else, sweetie?"
Jesse
"No. And you know me, up with the dawn, I just need a bit of rest." he smiled, went into the room and wuickly fell asleep.