Application - Spike

[bloodandchips]

Spike didn't have a chance to admire the scenery. All that registered with him was sunny, and that was enough. His hair and hands started smoldering immediately. He spotted a souvenir stand and dove for cover. He went over the counter headfirst but it wasn't fast enough to keep his hand from catching fire

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[grumpy_sunshine]

Having been at something of a disadvantage when she'd arrived, herself, Sunshine heard 'I'm on fire,' here! and grabbed the kitchen first aid kit to help the new arrival. The subsequent crack about vampires hadn't amused her much, but she still approached the guy with a determined expression and the kit in hand.

"Hey." Squinting at the singed bits, "Are you all right? What happened?"

[bloodandchips]

"Bit of a sun allergy," Spike said. "Just a little singed, nothing to worry about. Hey, you got any whiskey?" he asked hopefully.

[grumpy_sunshine]

She gave him a weird look. "A 'sun allergy'?"

"Sorry, my yuppie-scum bastard of a next door neighbor has a monopoly on all the decent liquor. I think a couple people make moonshine, though." She was still trying to look for damage. "I've got some burn cream in here..."

[bloodandchips]

"Might help," Spike said. He held out his left hand. The skin on the back of it was blistered and blackened.

[grumpy_sunshine]

"Skegging hell!" She fumbled with the kit and drew out bandages and burn cream. "That's...gods. It looks like third-degree! How are you not screaming your head off?" She squirted out some of the cream on a cotton ball. "Okay, hold still. I'll do what I can now, but as soon as they let you in, you should go see Susan in the First Station. All right?" She tried, very gingerly, an experimental dab at the exposed burn.

[bloodandchips]

"Oh, I've had much worse - OW!" He winced when she dabbed at the burn. "Be careful, woman!"

[grumpy_sunshine]

"Sorry! I'm so sorry! Oh gods." Another dab, almost not even touching the blackened skin.

[bloodandchips]

"Oh, bloody hell," Spike muttered. "Give it here." He held out his uninjured hand for the burn cream.

[grumpy_sunshine]

She handed it over and watched anxiously, holding the bandaging. "Seriously, though, how did this happen?"

[bloodandchips]

Spike gritted his teeth and dabbed the burn cream on his hand. "Seriously, it was the sunlight. We don't get along so well."

[grumpy_sunshine]

Sunshine resumed the weird-look-giving. Admittedly, the guy's shadow was...odd, but whose wasn't around here? "That's...unusual." With mild irony, "You're not so into vampires that you go around dousing yourself in butane and flicking a lighter every time you go out in the sun?"

[bloodandchips]

Spike snorted. "What, like one of those goth people? No." He took the bandaging from her and wrapped up his hand. "I'm the real thing, baby."

[grumpy_sunshine]

She rolled her eyes. "The real what? And my name's Rae, please," she added with a certain 'call me baby again and I'll set you on fire myself' emphasis. "Or Sunshine."

[bloodandchips]

"Nice to meet you, Sunshine," Spike said. "I'm a real vampire." In a mockingly suggestive tone, he adds, "Do you want to see my fangs?"

[grumpy_sunshine]

"Okay, (a) no. (b) That double entendre being plural makes it sound like you've got multiple 'euphemisms', which almost would be worth seeing. And (c) no, you're not. Have you ever even seen a vampire?"

[bloodandchips]

"Have you?" Spike asked.