[Open to Connor and Faith particularly, but really any of the LA crowd are welcome]
Securing some money took some time. Plus, it took some doing. Little things, like not having a proper bank account anywhere, or anything resembling identification. Minor difficulties, really. Having a soul didn't mean that Spike still couldn't steal, it just meant that he'd feel more guilty about it later.
But then, enough beer, and that could be put off, really. Almost indefinitely.
So, a trip into the alleys, creeping through the dark sides for a few hours, doing the old stake-and-kill, with a pause to loot the pockets before the dusting. It hardly yeilded a fortune, but it did provide a few hundred dollars he hadn't started the night with. Always a bonus.
He'd left the latest in transportation in the parking lot of a not-well-traveled dive bar, and swung back to find two leather-bar rejects debating whether or not to try stealing it. A good look at his demon, and they ran, scared out of their tough-guy postures, practically crying for their mums.
Spike swung a leg over the motorcycle, and kickstarted it, aiming it for the Hyperion. Couldn't hurt to get Angel's son out of the house if he was planning a big night out. At the least, it'd get the big guy into a right snitty mood, which was always entertaining.
But then, enough beer, and that could be put off, really. Almost indefinitely.
So, a trip into the alleys, creeping through the dark sides for a few hours, doing the old stake-and-kill, with a pause to loot the pockets before the dusting. It hardly yeilded a fortune, but it did provide a few hundred dollars he hadn't started the night with. Always a bonus.
He'd left the latest in transportation in the parking lot of a not-well-traveled dive bar, and swung back to find two leather-bar rejects debating whether or not to try stealing it. A good look at his demon, and they ran, scared out of their tough-guy postures, practically crying for their mums.
Spike swung a leg over the motorcycle, and kickstarted it, aiming it for the Hyperion. Couldn't hurt to get Angel's son out of the house if he was planning a big night out. At the least, it'd get the big guy into a right snitty mood, which was always entertaining.