Spike Spiegel (
gottaknockhard) wrote in
paradisa2014-04-30 09:37 pm
Entry tags:
81; dictated/action
( Vicious )
[There are days when Spike takes a step back and looks at the state of his life here in the castle to reflect on his choices when impossible situations arise. Those used to be the days when he would find a comfortable seat in a bar until he could drown the very idea of thinking, and yet. No matter what he does, there's always something interfering with his routine.
Those things that would be considerably easier to deal with if he had someone sane around who understood the feeling. Where the hell has he been, anyway?]
Hey.
[While waiting for his magic journal to speak to him, Spike can be found holding up a wall in the lobby, looking overly concerned by the lighter in his hand. That gaze only gets more intense when the flame catches.
You'd think this would be an easy trick to master, but whatever he's doing, he hasn't got it down yet.]
[There are days when Spike takes a step back and looks at the state of his life here in the castle to reflect on his choices when impossible situations arise. Those used to be the days when he would find a comfortable seat in a bar until he could drown the very idea of thinking, and yet. No matter what he does, there's always something interfering with his routine.
Those things that would be considerably easier to deal with if he had someone sane around who understood the feeling. Where the hell has he been, anyway?]
Hey.
[While waiting for his magic journal to speak to him, Spike can be found holding up a wall in the lobby, looking overly concerned by the lighter in his hand. That gaze only gets more intense when the flame catches.
You'd think this would be an easy trick to master, but whatever he's doing, he hasn't got it down yet.]

Spike
[He wasn't expecting the summons, but he supposed it meant Spike hadn't been flayed alive for his little alcohol heist, which was good to know]
Vicious
Was I interrupting?
Spike
Not particularly.
Vicious
So you're free to come over.
Spike
Where are you?
Vicious
The lobby.
Spike, Dictated / Action
[At least he was close by. He's down in the lobby several minutes later, giving Spike a look that clearly says 'what the hell is this about?']
Action
When he sees Vicious approaching, he tosses his lighter at him.]
Catch.
Action
You didn't call me here for this.
[Because, really...]
Action
You said you weren't busy.
Action
[Not that there really was anything else he was likely to be doing, but it was the principle of the thing.]
Action
I thought you liked it when I owed you a favor.
Action
This hardly seems worth it.
[But fine. He flicks the lighter and holds it out. But you'd better have another cigarette hanging around for him.]
Action
I'm getting tired of the castle trying to make me quit.
Action
[Hypocritical, as he helps himself to a cigarette and lights it.]
Action
[He has so few bad habits, Vicious.]
Action
[Nothing but bad habits, you mean.]
Action
If you call that a life.
Action
Action
Action
Action
Not like you?
Action
[Despite not seeming particularly adventurous, most of the time.]
Action
Action
Action
[He may be joking, but Vicious was pretty chummy back there at the bar.]
Action
Action
Re: Action
[Hey, he knows who the popular one really was.]
Action
A different kind, maybe.
Action
[As if their whole friendship wasn't a competition, on some level. At least to Vicious.]
Action
Would it? It's been a while since we had one.
Action
Have something in mind?
Action
Well, I have some time to kill before my last idea catches up to me.
Action
[If it was what he thought it was, at any rate. It was possible Spike had found even more trouble in the meantime, after all.]
Action
I had to test the theory somehow.
Action
[Not that he'll actually be anything but amused if that woman does get her hands on him.]
Action
That's a little dramatic, isn't it?
Re: Action
Action