there's nothing more I can say. // siren's pull verse

Jun 04, 2011 12:43

[Spike was doing his rounds, just like any other night. It was slow, and he found himself wandering. The streets were starting to look familiar, and he realized he hadn't been out this way since the first night. The baseball diamond was around here somewhere, wasn't it? Wouldn't hurt to give it a peek, see if anyone new managed to fall into the loving arms of SERO--or the monsters waiting round the bend.

He gave his NV a once over, no activity. Walking the perimeter of the field was getting him the same results: none. Wasn't so much of a surprise when the rest of his life had been one big anticlimax.]

May as well just pack it up. [he said to himself, under his breath, getting out a new pack of smokes and tapping them against his wrist.]

spike, angel

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