xviii - audio
[It's been a rough few days. Buffy still hasn't checked in, and Spike's worried out of his mind. He's also worried about Angel, though in a very different way. And the last conversation he and Buffy had was a fight.
It all leads to him sitting in the Laughing Mynock drinking whiskey. It's not really helping.
Finally, he turns on the datapad. He might as well give it a try.]
[Private to Buffy]
Where are you? Please tell me you're all right, love. [Because he will track her down again if he has to.]
I'm just worried about you.
[/private]
[He hesitates, then decides to address the public at large.]
Anyone else from far ahead of the rest of their mates? How do you sodding deal? How do you pick what to share and what to hide?
We might as well compare notes.
[MUCH LATER after his conversation with Buffy:]
[Private to Darla]
A little bird told me you've been hanging about. All this time and you never thought to come say hi to me? I'm hurt. [Not really.]
[/private]
It all leads to him sitting in the Laughing Mynock drinking whiskey. It's not really helping.
Finally, he turns on the datapad. He might as well give it a try.]
[Private to Buffy]
Where are you? Please tell me you're all right, love. [Because he will track her down again if he has to.]
I'm just worried about you.
[/private]
[He hesitates, then decides to address the public at large.]
Anyone else from far ahead of the rest of their mates? How do you sodding deal? How do you pick what to share and what to hide?
We might as well compare notes.
[MUCH LATER after his conversation with Buffy:]
[Private to Darla]
A little bird told me you've been hanging about. All this time and you never thought to come say hi to me? I'm hurt. [Not really.]
[/private]