(forward-dated) Spike invited the wrong slayer to Hell.

Feb 07, 2011 02:02

[ It's another day in Hell and he's on his way to see a wizard. He leads a full unlife, he does. Smoking a cigarette and not looking up from his shoes seems as sure a way as any not to get dragged into a fight, but he knows nothing is without its flaws. Though he is feeling pretty good about this ( Read more... )

!ddd, spike's life is so hard, spike has adhd, !spam, watcherless

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watcherless February 7 2011, 07:11:44 UTC
[ She walks up behind him. Don't question how she world-hopped, okay. Maybe Gwendolyn hooked her up. Watchers can do anything. The point is that she's here now and she's looking a liiiiittle bit like she's enjoying this too much. ]

Emphasis on the unbeating part. Told you I'd come, didn't I? [ Out of her jacket, she slowly pulls a stake that looks more or less legit and professional. This is no carved out of a chair's leg crap. Gwen takes good care of her. She takes it out slowly, eyeing it like it's art and turning it over in her hands almost like she doesn't wanna do what she's about to. ]

Just wish it'd been under better circumstances.

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rudolphofvamps February 7 2011, 08:23:30 UTC
[ He eyes her strangely, but he's not worried just yet. Still, he's mapping out exits already. ]

Do realize there aren't too many vamps left out this way, luv?

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watcherless February 7 2011, 08:51:50 UTC
Yeah, well, I figure I'll take the ones I can find. Guess I got lucky right off like this, huh? See, I've been doin' some soul-searchin' -- you know what that is, right? [ It almost sounds like a genuine question, though based on the way she continues, it's rhetorical. ]

So, I got the full Watcher package, comes with my own little Jiminy Cricket. Pretty sweet deal, y'know? So she tells me, she says "Faith, what Slayers do? They kill vampires." Soul or no soul. A monster's a monster's a monster, y'know what I'm sayin'?

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rudolphofvamps February 7 2011, 18:02:35 UTC
Oh, bloody Hell. [ he throws his cigarette down and then - he's running. He's not equipped to fight a bloody Slayer this late in the afternoon. ]

You do realize I'm on your bloody side now. [ he calls over his shoulder, because mortal danger is never an excuse not to quip. ]

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