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[Spike stumbles in because lmao - he doesn't need to be invited] Oy, Watcher! I've got something to tell you. [Oh yeah, he's also badly beaten. Thanks for that Lust and Edward.]

You here? [He's just lighting up a cigarette in the middle of your kitchen Giles, leaving the door wide open.]

Phone.Coming to think this ( Read more... )

[Spike feels like .. knocking on Robert's door. Surprisingly it's only about 8 PM, mostly because he doesn't have any awareness of timezones and not out of any conscientiousness on his part, but still. It's kind of refreshing, right?] Robbie, you home? [Yeah, he's not waiting for an answer. Spike's barging in, going to sit on Fischer's couch when ( Read more... )

[handwritten - he has surprisingly nice almost Victorian looking script, but it takes on a violent sort of shake a sentence or two in,]

You know something? I've only been on this community a few weeks now, but you all seem really bloody concerned with what I call you.

Have you lot just never had a nickname? Or a friend? [He's one to talk...Can ( Read more... )

Can we all just agree on one thing? None a that ever happened.

[... radio silence, and then heavy panting - Spike curses under his breath, sounding far away-

snarling and then the line goes dead.]

..

[some time later, a meek voice, though not without humor:] Never get t'say ..goodbye, do I? You'd think I was the one with the bloody death wish.. [click - off!]

[[ ooc: Okay, y'all, this happened last ( Read more... )