Uh. My cerebrum has dessicated into a burnt-up little seed. This journal is atrophying. And on. Thus, random!fic happens wherein I mightily dick over a) BtVS Season 2 canon, and b) the logic of starting fires. For a good cause, I assure you.
Title: Lions
Words: 1,312
Summary: Lions always hit the heights.
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'Cause we take this world by storm / We don't look back )
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Drusilla pirouettes around the store, turning out her skirt, fish-white arms twining and swimming over her head. And there's still that strange song, warbling closer under Spike's skin now, the sound of blood in stasis.
Beautiful.
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and Spaced? So wonderful...Being british, i got to watch it on channel 4 aaaages ago :D and now i own the dvds. and yes, Simon Pegg is my oddly-attractive-in-a-wierd-way boy of the moment.
You've got red on you - genius!
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