Day Twelve - Just a Test
Who: Spike, Surprise
When: Afternoonish
Where: Prowling around the dorms
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: After what he assumes is a successful operation to remove his chip, Spike looks for someone to try it out on. While prowling the dorms, he bumps into Surprise, and after chatting with her a bit decides she might be the one to help him out. He explains what he needs, and she agrees to help. Deciding not to do it in the hallway, Spike follows her to her room where he proves that the chip does work by biting her. He thanks her and offers her to help her out should she ever need it in the future before he heads out.
Spike left the medlab, and he pondered how to go about finding a victim. He didn't want to wantonly attack someone (well, he did, but he reasoned that wouldn't be exactly smiled upon), but he wasn't exactly sure how to go about asking people if he could bite them. 'Oh, pardon me, mind if I take a little nibble out of your neck?'
Yes, that would go over swimmingly.
But he wanted to find someone to ... well, he'd prefer biting to hitting, but hitting would be an equally valid test.
Exhaling, he stood on one of the floors of the dorms, looking around curiously. There had to be someone around that would be willing to help him out.
When: Afternoonish
Where: Prowling around the dorms
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: After what he assumes is a successful operation to remove his chip, Spike looks for someone to try it out on. While prowling the dorms, he bumps into Surprise, and after chatting with her a bit decides she might be the one to help him out. He explains what he needs, and she agrees to help. Deciding not to do it in the hallway, Spike follows her to her room where he proves that the chip does work by biting her. He thanks her and offers her to help her out should she ever need it in the future before he heads out.
Spike left the medlab, and he pondered how to go about finding a victim. He didn't want to wantonly attack someone (well, he did, but he reasoned that wouldn't be exactly smiled upon), but he wasn't exactly sure how to go about asking people if he could bite them. 'Oh, pardon me, mind if I take a little nibble out of your neck?'
Yes, that would go over swimmingly.
But he wanted to find someone to ... well, he'd prefer biting to hitting, but hitting would be an equally valid test.
Exhaling, he stood on one of the floors of the dorms, looking around curiously. There had to be someone around that would be willing to help him out.