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[breakmychest]

[Spike opens the door to his room and drops his journal. He just woke up in Wes' room covered in dirt and broken flower pot, so this is the first time he's been here recently. And... it isn't how he left it. The first thing he notices is the smell. It's one he knows all too well. Blood. Everywhere. So strong it almost staggers him, and undeniably

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[Dictated - Spike]

[demonologist]

[Wes has found the broken crockery and soil at his townhouse, so naturally he's going to check up on Spike.]

Spike? Are you all right? I see you're no longer stuck in succulent form.

[Dictated - Wes]

[breakmychest]

Fine. I was succulent? Just... something wrong with my room.

[Dictated - Wes]

[demonologist]

Describe 'wrong'. You sound shaken, actually. I'm coming over there, I'm headed to the castle anyway.

You don't remember being turned into a cactus?

[Dictated - Wes]

[breakmychest]

No. I don't want you in there. It doesn't bloody matter.

But if you've got a guest room, I might want it. This is probably the castle playing tricks again.

[Dictated - Wes]

[demonologist]

Now you have me exceedingly curious as to what has you so rattled.

I don't actually, but the couch folds out into a divan. You're welcome to it.

[Dictated - Wes]

[breakmychest]

Thanks. [Spike just.... doesn't answer that one. He doesn't want to talk about it.] I might show up later.

Re: [Dictated - Wes]

[demonologist]

You're not going to tell me, are you.

[It's not a question. There's a faint sigh.]

Fine. Should I be stocking up on the scotch? Just in case you do drop by?

[Dictated - Wes]

[breakmychest]

Thought I made that clear when I didn't answer.

Scotch sounds good, though.