Kimberly Vance, Slayer

My name is Kimberly Vance but you can call me by my name. Not into nicknames. I'm 19 years old, I'm starting at UC Sunnydale , I should be attending Yale right now..Pre Med but shit happens and now I'm in Sunnydale California, the Hell Mouth. Sounds unfamiliar? It's fine, the town has been gone for a few years now and it's being restored. Anyway, What brings me to the lovely Hell Mouth? "Into every generation there is a chosen one, she alone will stand up against the vampires, demons and the forces of Darkness...she is the slayer." Well things change, no more 'alone', long story short, All slayers have awakened and the Don of all Slayers, Buffy has sent 5 slayers to keep the demon baddies in check in good ol' Sunndale. I'm one of those slayers, so baddies. Beware.

[punkwatcher]

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   Kimberly’s eyes blazed as Adrian grabbed her wrist. She inched closer to his face, her smile both sinister and full of lust. She pushed her lips in a thin line and with just a blur, Adrian’s hands were over his head, being held by just one of hers. Moments like this made the whole extra strong slayer strength a pretty nice perk. Kimberly slid her other hand slowly down to were he pulled it away from. She rested her hand flat against his belt, tilting her head as her red locks fell into her face. “We really shouldn’t what..?” She asked innocently with wide eyes. “Oh you mean..” In one swift movement his belt was off, “..that?” She smiled and inched closer to his face, her body sensitive against his. She straddled him a bit tighter, pushing her body even closer.

[punkwatcher]

“Jesus!” Adrian yelped, startled to find himself hopelessly pinned at a speed the human eye could not detect. All other words and protests jammed up in the back of his throat as Kimberly’s free hand dragged down his chest and stomach. He swallowed another curse when she paused oh so close to the most reactionary part of him. Then she stripped off the belt with the same speed and dexterity that he’d fantasized about since his first lessons at the Academy and he started breathing again—hard. No, no no, shouldn’t… Then she leaned closer, her body grinding against his slightly, and his heart raced with the adrenalin, eyes shining, and tongue flicking out to wet his lower lip. He clenched and unclenched his fists, but didn’t really struggle. What point was there? “K-Kimberly…” 

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    Kimberly pushed her body against his once more, her nails slowly digging into his wrist as her chest brushed against his. She lowered her self next to his neck and  began to kiss it. Kimberly's heart banged hard against her chest as her body's excitement began to take over. Her mind simply just flashing images of the things she wanted to do with the watcher, Kimberly tightened the grip around Adrians. Shen she heard her name slip out of his mouth, she locked her hazel eyes with his own and study his expression. "Yes?" 

[punkwatcher]

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   Kimberly closed her eyes for a moment as the watcher’s fingers began to glide up her thighs. She bit down on her lower lip and sat back for a moment. Opening her eyes and maintaining eye contact with Adrian, Kimberly began to analyze the situation that she-er with the help of him, put themselves in. Here she was, straddling a man, let alone a watcher that she just met, in a cemetery. Kimberly smirked to herself, hell with it. Kimberly’s lips curled into a smile as she pushed her chest against his, staying inches away from his face. “If you don’t stop me now watcher, I might just..” She paused and slipped her hands under his shirt, gliding her fingers down his lower stomach. “Lose myself.” She simply said and let out a soft breath.

[punkwatcher]

Shiiiiite.

Everything tensed under Kimberly’s drifting fingers. Adrian’s eyes slid closed, his head tilting back in the grass as he swallowed convulsively. Her challenge gave rise to his damned logic and practicality, shoving the delightful naughtiness of both the location and breaking the number one unspoken rule of his entire training to the side. Sunnydale was a small town and their field of work was even smaller. This could get awkward later on. His thoughts ran with their usual speed, but fragmented by lust. Should stop her. Right thing. Don’t. Bad. Fuck. Hands. STOP HER. His hands flew away from Kimberly’s hips and caught her wrists with her fingers dangerously close to his belt. He was breathing a bit hard, staring up into her eyes. “I don’t think…” He swallowed, gaze roving over her sparkling eyes, her parted lips, and the lovely view he had of her cleavage before settling back on her eyes. “We really shouldn’t…” he breathed, lips inches from hers.

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   Kimberly's eyes blazed as Adrian grabbed her wrist. She inched closer to his face, her smile both sinister and full of lust. She pushed her lips in a thin line and with just a blur, Adrian's hands were over his head, being held by just one of hers. Moments like this made the whole extra strong slayer strength a pretty nice perk. Kimberly slid her other hand slowly down to were he pulled it away from. She rested her hand flat against his belt, tilting her head as her red locks fell into her face. "We really shouldn't what..?" She asked innocently with wide eyes. "Oh you mean.." In one swift movement his belt was off, "..that?" She smiled and inched closer to his face, her body sensitive against his. She straddled him a bit tighter, pushing her body even closer.

[feistyslayer-blog]

Unexpected attack || Kimberly.Kaylee

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“So, if you hadn’t been sent here, you would have gone to Yale?” Kaylee mused, a slight frown on her face. That must have been horrible. To work so hard for something, only to have it taken away suddenly. But then again, not much about Slayers’ lives was fair. Kaylee was still fuming about the fact she had been forced to leave her family behind. Purely selfish, of course.

“But a college in Sunnydale is better than no college at all, right?” Kaylee herself was attending UC Sunnydale, and she had even pledged one of the few sororities on campus there. It wasn’t nearly as fancy as she had imagined, but like she said, it was better than nothing. 

   Kimberly shrugged, glancing around the area still, making sure it was clear. She turned back towards the other slayer and let out a small sigh. "At first it sucked, like really sucked. But then Buffy said that I could always go back for my Masters. That the slayer organization would make sure that would happen." A small small formed on her lips. "So I will be able to go at some point, it's just paused for the moment."

   She dug her fist in her jacket as another chilly breeze went through her, "Yea. UC Sunnydale is an alright school. The medical program is alright but it's better then nothing!"

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Blood run || Kimberly and Chloe

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soulful-chloe:

   Chloe saw the girl looking at her bag, damn, she must have seen what was inside. She could see the suspicious look in the redheads eyes. Chloe figured she better do some damage control. “Just finishing up some shopping before heading home.”

She gave an innocent smile, hoping to ease the girls suspicions. She kept the bag behind her, but tried not to seem like she was hiding anything. “So, yeah, I should be going. But it was nice running into you.”

   Kimberly smiled sweetly when the girl began to speak, "Shopping huh..?" She said with a nod, but it came out as a sarcastic remark.  Who goes shopping in Sunnydale at night..oh wait people who want to get killed. Kimberly knew she shouldn't say anything to the girl, since she seemed older but she couldn't help it. "You really shouldn't be out this late..a lot of  uh..gang violence in Sunnydale. It isn't safe." Kimberly crossed her arms and glanced up the blonde. She seems normal. "Not safe at all." She couldn't help but add in.

[punkwatcher]

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[punkwatcher]

Adrian had no chance. The friction of her body, the scrape of her nails, and the glide of her tongue all had him completely off-balance. Even if he’d been ready for it, he’d still have wound up on his back, in a blur of motion. The impact crushed the air from his lungs and his blue eyes shot wide as he coughed, trying to refill them. Contrasting the feat of brute strength, Kimberly crawled atop him with incredible cat-like grace. He caught a flash of her grin before her teeth were against his ear. Once again, the vampiric parallels struck a sick chord somewhere within him. So wrong. Her words registered as her nails raised goosebumps all down his arm, the muscle tensing instinctively at the scratches. ”Mmmm,” he hummed, with a pleased smile. “You are most definitely correct, but I think you’ll find I can handle a helluva lot more than the average human, not to mention the average Watcher.” He maintained eye contact, smirking as his fingers found her knees resting in the dirt on either side of him and slid up her thighs.

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   Kimberly closed her eyes for a moment as the watcher's fingers began to glide up her thighs. She bit down on her lower lip and sat back for a moment. Opening her eyes and maintaining eye contact with Adrian, Kimberly began to analyze the situation that she-er with the help of him, put themselves in. Here she was, straddling a man, let alone a watcher that she just met, in a cemetery. Kimberly smirked to herself, hell with it. Kimberly's lips curled into a smile as she pushed her chest against his, staying inches away from his face. "If you don't stop me now watcher, I might just.." She paused and slipped her hands under his shirt, gliding her fingers down his lower stomach. "Lose myself." She simply said and let out a soft breath.

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OOC:

So I'm finally going to reply to these posts that have been waiting to be replied to:

Soulful Chloe

Punkwatcher Adrian

Fiestyslayer Kaylee

If your name wasn't on this list then I'm still awaiting replies from you. Sooo....respond quick so we can get to roleplaying :)

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OOC: gah! Must respond tomorrow :/ if some of you haven't replied yet, tag my name in the reply please! My dash is soo busy from the past days, it's hard to find responses. anyway, ciao for now!

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OOC: Merry Christmas everyone :)

Hello My ahhhmazing fellow Rolplayers :)  I truly hope you  all had a great Christmas! Sorry I haven't been on, work has been soo hectic! I barely have sleep! But anyway, I'll be on later tonight to type of starters and replies :)) so if your character hasn't had a storyline with Kimberly,  message me and we'll plot :) ciao for now darlings

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Blood run || Kimberly and Chloe

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Just was Chloe stepped out of the butchers someone walked right into her, causing her to loose her balance and fall down. As she hit the ground her bag fell open, one of the containers of blood fell out. Quickly grabbing it and stuffing it back in the bag, she looked up to see the red haired girl who walked into her. Chloe accepted the hand, hoping the girl hadn’t seen the continents of her bag.

“It’s no problem really, accidents happen.” she said with a laugh. She pushed her blond hair out of her face. As she did this she discreetly hid the bag, in her other hand, behind her legs.

    Kimberly's eyes darted towards the bag as she saw a container with red liquid come out, she coyly eyed it and then took a better look at the girl. The blonde girl was around the same height as her, very fair skin and seemed to be a little older then she.

  Kimberly smiled, "Okay good. Sorry again." She added in, trying to glance over at the bag once more, she couldn't put her finger on it but something was definitely off about this girl. She just had no clue what it could be.

[tarratastic]

[anonwilliamthebloody]

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[anonwilliamthebloody]

Spike scowled as she took his cigarette but he brushed it off when she returned it. “You’re not hearin’ me right, I think. I don’t mean intimate like shaggin’…” He tapped the cigarette and let the ashes drop from the lit end. Smirking this time, when she took it again he rose an eyebrow and took a haul for himself. “First of all, stop that, cigarettes will kill you.” He smirked wider and blew his smoke away. “Secondly, it’s two people, chest to chest, gettin’ hot and sweaty, beatin’ each other up. I’d say that’s intimate. Or maybe that’s just how I fight.” He shrugged to himself, stepping away from her a bit so he could smoke.

  "They say slaying will kill me too, but I haven't quit that." She added in with a small smile. Then reaching into her pocket and pulling out a cigarette. Only smoking when really needed, Kimberly enjoyed stokin' it after a fight, nothing more refreshing..well sex too but that's not an option at the moment, so cigarette it is. Kimberly took out her lighter and lit it, taking a small hit. Then glancing at Spike, "I guess it can be seen that way. Things do get a bit intense." She glanced down at herself, seeing her torn and bloody body bruised and scratched up. She'd be fine in the morning, but she did see what Spike meant. Taking a longer hit of her cigarette, Kimberly tapped the ashes off as she exhaled the smoke.

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Unexpected attack || Kimberly.Kaylee

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“You can still go to college. I mean, it’s possible…during the day.” Kaylee retorted with a small smile, attempting to stay optimistic. She had been dreaming about attending college herself, but for other reasons than the education and degrees earned. The parties was what had been on Kaylee’s mind. But who said you had to be a college student to go to the parties? Gatecrashing would  probably have the same results.

“Yeah, I love Slaying. It’s very empowering.” There wasn’t any point complaining anyway. Her destiny was set. This was not something Kaylee could change, even with all of the other Slayers around as well. Evil would always find her, always challenge her to fight, and always try to steal her life.  ”So, Yale, huh? You got in?”

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   Kimberly sighed, "Sadly I'm starting at UC Sunnydale tomorrow, not the college originally planned but it'll do." She smiled coyly and shrugged. "I just hope that managing eighteen units and slaying will be as simple as I extremely hope for." She continued walking down the trail and found the exit of the cemetery, she looked back for a moment, making sure everything was clear and walked off the sidewalk.

  She turned to Kaylee with a smile smile, "Yep, Yale. I got in." Her smile slowly started fading away, "I've wanted to go since I was fifteen years old. Mom had cancer and survived. If it wasn't for the doctors at the research center, I would have lost one of the most important people of my life." She looked again at the brunette slayers next to her, "So I studied my ass off and got in. The Pre-Med Honors program too." She added in, slowly pushing her bangs out of her face.

[anonwilliamthebloody]

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[anonwilliamthebloody]

Spike grinned “Didn’t think you were, love.” Tilting his head, he lit a cigarette and took a long haul, blowing it out as he spoke. “You’re laughin’ like fightin’ isn’t somethin’ intimate. Which it is. Trust me, I’ve been doin’ it for a hundred years.” His eyebrows rose and dropped like they were shrugging and his shoulgders shrugged with them, taking another haul off his cigarette.

   Kimberly smirked as she reached over and grabbed Spike's already lit cigarette. She took a long hit of it and handed it back, softly blowing out the smoke. "How's fighting intimate?" She asked, pulling the cigarette back yet again and taking another long hit of it, finally giving it back from Spike. "I don't see it as intimate really, sure it does get me going for a while but intimate? No." She shrugged briefly.

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Doctor Brian Moore's new Apprentice.

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“Good, good.” He frowned, the girl was trying for perfection. What he doesn’t want is his office is a poser. “But, stop trying so hard. I don’t want a perfectionist in my offices.” He said glaring the younger girl down “If you are trying that hard to be fake. Go be a politician.” He was still going to offer the girl another chance. “But tell me the truth and explain in your own words not mine, what these things are.”

   Kimberly glared at the Doctor as his 'fake' comment slipped not being able to hold back her slayer-esque remarks she snapped at him. "First of all doctor, it isn't being fake. It's called studying. Something I do." Her eyes grew more serious as she held her eye contact.  "So saying I was being fake was truly out of line Doctor." She did her best to hold back anymore comments that came into in head, simply because they were not appropriate to say. Kimberly smirked and sat up straighter. "Torn Roator cup as I said because how her arm functions to certain type of movements. We'd need to give her a full x-ray to make sure the seriousness of it, if it's bad then surgery is the only option. As for the next patient, she is convinced that the ingrown hair is cancer. We've obviously checked her out and it's an ingrown hair. So the patient is completely satisfied, we'll still double check her out anyway." Kimberly smirked as she still held a hard gaze at the doctor.

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Blood run || Kimberly and Chloe

It was early, well for Chloe it was early. It had only been dark for around 30 minutes. Chloe had run out of animal blood that she got from the butcher. She didn’t usually let it get to the point where she was completely out. So a trip to the local butcher was definitely in order. Opening the door, the little bell above her announced her entrance. The butcher looked up and upon seeing it was Chloe, nodded before heading into the back. He was a middle aged man who had lived in Sunnydale for years. Not long after Chloe was first turned she went to him, and he agreed to sell her the blood.

He came back out with a bag that he placed on the counter. Chloe walked up and looked, there inside the bag were two contaners full of blood. She gave him a small smile, placing the money on the counter. Picking up the bag, she thanked him, then walked out of the s  tore.

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    Kimberly glanced around Sunnydale as she made her way to the cemetery to patrol. It was such a cute little California town. Small, full of happy people oh and vampires! They just add a homey touch. Kimberly lightly shook her her head and continued walking on the sidewalk, there were too many people out tonight. With Sunnydale being Slayerless, there should have been a damn city curfew, maybe if there wasn't so many people out this late so many people wouldn't have died.

  Kimberly smirked for a moment and tightened up the scarf against her neck as a cool breeze hit her bare skin. She remained quite briefly, only hearing the sound of her boots hitting the concrete. Looking down for a moment at her phone, Kimberly was suddenly stopped by bumping into a girl coming out of the store. "Ow.." She said softly as she straightened herself up. She looked down at the girl she knocked over and pushed her bangs out her face, "I'm so sorry! Texting and Walking should definitely be against the law." Kimberly said with a smile and held out her hand to help the girl up.

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ooc: let the replies begin also patiently waiting for the other responses :)

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Doctor Brian Moore's new Apprentice.

[brian-----moore-deactivated2012]

He smiled, knowingly liking the girl. He answered her question with a stout grin. “Well, I’m supposedly the best Doctor in Sunnydale.” He said proudly, “Don’t worry about asking me all the questions you’d like, I love answering.” He said handing the girl a few papers of medical records he had hidden the names of injury’s. “Tell me what these injury’s are.” He said leaning back in his seat.

  Kimberly grabbed the medical records and kept her eyes locked on her mentors. "Then please doctor, answer the questions I asked." She simply said and then looked over the medical records. They were the same ones that were in his medical journal, vol 5 to be exact. "This one is a torn rotator cup right here." She pointed to the lines that read proof of stuff that it causes. Then she looked over the next one, "The chances are that it's an ingrown hair right here in the patient, but she's worried it's cancer. We'll set her up with the appropriate test just to give her proof of it." Kimberly smiled, knowing what she said was nearly exact of his personal notes.