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Post by Clare on Jun 11, 2006 11:15:44 GMT -5
After getting his soul back, Spike now lives alone in a crypt.  |
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Post by andrea on Jun 21, 2006 16:07:13 GMT -5
Spike:"Timmy Fell in the well again? Bloody Hell you Bloody Twit" Spike shut off the tv and stood up grabbing a black t-shirt he sliped it on and grabed his jacket and walked out of his crypt for a nightly stroll through the cemetary taking out a cigeret he lit it as he walked and took a few long drags leaning against a tomb stone he looked down at the ground and took another few drags exhaling.
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Post by twoshells on Jun 24, 2006 19:11:38 GMT -5
Jonathan was so angry after what happened at the Magic Box, he went for a walk and ended up walking through a cemetary, he could smell the distinct odor of cigarettes.
Maybe i should start smoking Jonathan walked towards the puffs of smoke.
"Hello Spike," Jonathan said. "Borrow a cigarette?" He asked
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Post by andrea on Jun 25, 2006 11:38:25 GMT -5
"Sure" Spike said as he handed Johnathan a cigarette and his lighter taking a few more drags of his own he exhaled through his nose and droped the remains of it to the ground then stomped on it rubbing the back of his neck for some reason he had been thinking about Buffy an awfull lot and sometimes he thought about his beloved Drusilla and no one knew why really she was crazey. His mind even drifted off to Harmoney and that never ended well he hadn't been sleeping all that well lately because he swore Dru was watching him or she was around toying with his head some how.
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Post by twoshells on Jun 25, 2006 11:45:13 GMT -5
Jonathan coughed on his first inhale of the cigarette. He tried playing it off but it didn't seem to work that well.
"Let me ask you something Spike, what can I do to become something more powerful? Like a sorcerer or a demon or something?"
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Post by andrea on Jun 25, 2006 14:08:03 GMT -5
"Don't look at me Mate I'm just a low life blonde vampire with a soul although I will admit I earned my soul I wasn't cursed with it but couldn't tell ya why don't ya ask Giles or the red Head" Spike said he wasn't sure what else to say and took out a flask of whiskey he offten kept in his pocket and took a few swigs then put it back in his coat pocket and took out another cigarett and lit tit with his spare lighter exhaling through his nose,
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Post by twoshells on Jun 25, 2006 14:10:43 GMT -5
Jonathan hesitated, he didn't know how to respond.
"Willow and Giles are in England..." He trailed off.
"What do you mean you have a soul?" Jonathan asked.
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Post by andrea on Jun 25, 2006 14:31:21 GMT -5
"It's a long story Don't really want to go into it" Spike said sounding annoyed he could be a very cranky vampire and right now he was in a bad mood and he was dealing with what he thought was a total idoit he never could stand Johnathan.
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Post by twoshells on Jun 25, 2006 14:37:14 GMT -5
Jonathan could sense that Spike was annoyed with him, he could naturally detect annoyances he caused in people.
"Look, Spike, if you can't help me, that's fine, could you atleast point me in the right direction?"
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Post by andrea on Jun 26, 2006 13:15:43 GMT -5
"Tried the magic Box?" Spike asked he was still clearly annoyed with Johnathan he rubed his neck and waited for Johnathan to say something.
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Post by twoshells on Jun 27, 2006 2:17:29 GMT -5
"Yea, all I got was an angry Anya and some weird demon guy..." Jonathan said. "Look I'm sorry I bothered you." He flicked the cigarette out of his hand and turned around to leave. "I'll just leave you alone." And he started to walk back to the Bronze.
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Post by andrea on Jul 3, 2006 12:56:25 GMT -5
Spike watched Johnathan leave rubbing his neck with relife lighting up another cigeret he made his way out of the Grave Yard down the streets towards the bronze for a decent vodka maybe a few shots of whiskey. "Finally some time alone" Spike thought hoping he wouldn't run into buffy and her scooby gang he didn't need any of that right now.
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Post by willow on Jul 8, 2007 18:27:10 GMT -5
( Going off the last post)
Spike stood still as he watched Jonathan disappear into the darkness. Once Little Johnny Boy was out of sight Spike exhaled the smoke he was holding in his lungs. Closing his eyes he rolled his shoulder to ease some of the stiffness in his shoulder blades.
Smelling something new in the air he opened his eyes and glanced around warily.As he slowly scanned the area around himself he took another drag off his smoke.He hadn't announced his arrive to Buffy just yet.He wasn't sure what to expect from the blonde Slayer..specially after what had happened right before he had left.He stamped down the curl of guilt that was twisting his stomach.Trying to shake if off he tossed his smoke off into the bushes and headed in the general direction of the Bronze.
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