Freshed Stale Air

Dec 11, 2010 07:35

Blood and bone and all things dead... There was a place for me, but it weren't here.

Not yet.

Not how.

Daddy's gone home... Stars are all a-twinkle and Princess come in the wake of lies, see. Time ain't what

KING OF CUPS

Spike... It's cold. There's a terrible lament and the daffodils aren't scratching like they should.

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yeehawkiller December 11 2010, 09:19:01 UTC
Spike? You with that cocksucker?

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deathly_dru December 11 2010, 09:20:56 UTC
You've a black way with words. Same, but different.

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yeehawkiller December 11 2010, 09:23:09 UTC
... huh?

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deathly_dru December 11 2010, 09:24:36 UTC
Dirt.

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yeehawkiller December 11 2010, 09:26:30 UTC
Ain't the first time I been called an unclean man, darlin'.

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deathly_dru December 11 2010, 18:59:09 UTC
That's because you're a sooty mess.

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yeehawkiller December 12 2010, 04:32:19 UTC
Soot? I ain't started no fires.

Yet.

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deathly_dru December 12 2010, 04:41:37 UTC
Yet, no...

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yeehawkiller December 12 2010, 04:59:40 UTC
[HE'S GRINNING. HE LIKES YOU GIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL]

What to burn, darlin'? What to burn?

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Everybody loves Dru! Like perhaps a sitcom? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsiMgFQDUMk deathly_dru December 12 2010, 05:17:45 UTC
Everything.

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