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[ the words scrawled on the page are in a surprisingly neat and almost flowy handwriting, something those who know him probably wouldn't associate with his person. nevermind that he mastered the art of wielding a pen long before that of other sharp things-- awful poetry aside, of course. he contemplated speaking to the journal, but he didn't see

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[captain_in_you]

Well now, there's a familiar face. Hello, John.

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John? Uh, think you've got me confused with someone else. Name's Spike.

[voice btw]

[captain_in_you]

Oh, is that the name you're using now? Don't tell me you've forgotten me, "Spike."

Love the hair color, by the way. That's a new look.

[voice]

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It's the name I've been using for the past century and then some. And sorry, don't know you.

Please. There's nothing new about this look. I invented this look.

[voice]

[captain_in_you]

Past century, huh? What, you go out and find a way to live forever too?

Hate to tell you this, handsome, but you didn't invent it. It's been around far longer than you have.

[voice]

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Immortality kind of comes with the vampire package.

Handsome? [ he makes a chortle-like noise. ] Color me flattered 'n all, but I don't swing that way.

[voice]

[captain_in_you]

Vampire...?

[Confused Jack is confused.] You certainly did last time we met. [He sounds slightly less sure of himself, though.]

...unless, you're not John Hart at all, and just look almost exactly like him. Except for the hair.

[voice]

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Yeah. Vampire. Pointy teeth, bloodlust, immortality, allergy to sunlight and what not.

That's what I've been saying. Not John Hart. Whoever he is, I'm not him. The name's Spike; William, if you want to get technical, but nothing even remotely similar to John Hart. What kind of nancy boy name is that, anyway? John Hart.

[voice]

[captain_in_you]

Vampire. Can't say I've ever met one of those. Aliens, crazy cults, yeah, but no vampires yet.

[He laughs, shaking his head at the journal.] I don't know, he picked the name. And seriously, Spike, you look exactly like him. Maybe some sort of alternate universe version where he became a vampire and dyed his hair blond?

[voice]

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Well consider yourself lucky, mate. You're talking to one of the worst. ...which I suppose I shouldn't be proud of anymore. Hm. Oh well. Can't deny your greatness, no matter how much it reflects poorly on your new image.

Do I now? [ he's going to laugh at that alternate universe theory. ] I'm not him and he's not me. I highly doubt he had origins that were anything like mine.

[voice]

[captain_in_you]

New image, huh? Reinventing yourself as a vampire?

Oh, you never know. The multiverse is a big place... you might be more similar than you think.

Anyway, I should introduce myself. Captain Jack Harkness, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Spike.

[voice]

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Off the people diet and let's leave it at that. Right, 'cause I'm sure he's sporting a pair of fangs and fancies a pint of blood.

Captain, eh? Captain of what?

[voice]

[captain_in_you]

With him, I might not be so surprised...

British Royal Air Force. Retired, you could say. It got me this coat, at least.

[voice]

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[ spike's going to chuckle at that. ]

Royal Air Force. Suppose that's more honorable a coat-earning than the one I took off the body of that Slayer I took out.