078 - VOICE

[whatweoncewere]

[Some time in the small hours of the morning, Angelus starts whistling The Teddy Bears' Picnic in a slow, creepy manner. Don't mock, he just really likes that song okay :c

After a few moments, the whistling fades away.]

Oh Charlie! Come out come out wherever you are.

Word on the street is you're kicking up a lot of guff!

Comments

[yousethimfree]

And here I was hoping you'd been staked.

[whatweoncewere]

No such luck, sweetheart. No one can kill me here. Not for long, anyway.

[yousethimfree]

Pity.

By the way, Gary Sinise does that bit better than you.

[whatweoncewere]

Good to know I'm not the only one who thinks that song's a little... spooky.

[yousethimfree]

Well congratulations. You're on par with a hunter who talks to his gun.

[whatweoncewere]

And yet doing better for myself than you. The inmate.

[yousethimfree]

Is that supposed to be an insult? You're losing your touch, Angelus.

[whatweoncewere]

More like you're not worth the effort.

[yousethimfree]

[This makes Ruby smile.] Thanks, sweetness.