Real Life 021, Spike Spiegel. [Video]
[ The first shot is one of a rather sizable octagon on some white surface. Or it WAS an octagon, at some point - it seems to be the charred remains of some SMUDGY thing, right now. The camera tilts, down, showing that the surface in question was, in fact, the ceiling. The ceiling, it seems, just above Spike's bed. ]
[ The bed is smoking a little too - looks like some burning bits of ceiling fell off it and down. Spike has been doing a lot of stamping. ]
[ The camera twirls fast then, and back onto the man himself, who calmly props the 'berry up on his lap, tilted upward towards him. He lights himself a cigarette with a snap of his fingers, a slow smile curling up the corners of his mouth. When he speaks, it's amused, and in a cloud of smoke. ]
Bitch is back?
Cool.
[ The bed is smoking a little too - looks like some burning bits of ceiling fell off it and down. Spike has been doing a lot of stamping. ]
[ The camera twirls fast then, and back onto the man himself, who calmly props the 'berry up on his lap, tilted upward towards him. He lights himself a cigarette with a snap of his fingers, a slow smile curling up the corners of his mouth. When he speaks, it's amused, and in a cloud of smoke. ]
Bitch is back?
Cool.