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[gottaknockhard]

[Here Spike was, coming back to his room after some quality time at a bar, innocently going about his day. Usual stuff. When he gets there, he doesn't bother to flip the lights on, and throws his jacket to where a chair usually sits -- only to hear it fall to the floor instead (...coincidentally causing the journal to fly out of it...). Huh.

He doesn't dwell on it though. Maybe he moved the chair and doesn't remember. Or he's more tipsy than he thought, which is always possible. Then he takes a step and immediately runs into something.]

Ow.

[-- what the? That's when he flips on the light to see a pile of shopping bags. ...

Recognition (very) slowly dawns on him as he has a better look around and gets incrementally more disturbed. Why... is he in Faye's room? How does that even happen? Did he forget what floor he was on? That's when he hears someone (who definitely isn't Faye) call out from the bed to turn off the light. That snaps his attention back to ask a much more pressing question.]

Who the hell are you?



ooc: Continuing the loss! Open over the journal.

Comments

[gottaknockhard]

[Don't look at him, he's not here. Tell her it was the wind or something. -- At least, that's what Spike's trying to communicate by turning his back and pretending to examine a wall. ... Come to think of it, maybe there's an air vent he can crawl out of while they're talking. He needs to find it fast.]

[ofhope]

That friend of yours. He's trapped in here too.

[luckyvalentine]

What??

[face smashing close to the gap now, trying to see who else is in there]

Friend? What friend? What's going on here??

[gottaknockhard]

[So much for that. He really doesn't feel like talking, but he might as well get it over with. (Not that he's going to answer any of her other questions.)]

Hey. [Thanks, Joshua, by the way. See if he ever lies for you.]

1/2

[ofhope]

I think he's been drinking, too. You two should have gone together.

[ofhope]

Then maybe this wouldn't have happened.

[ Voice icy cold all of a sudden, Joshua kicks the door shut completely. ]

Don't return until can bring someone who's actually of use.

[luckyvalentine]

Spike--??

[but then she's falling back as the door is suddenly slammed shut in her face]

Hey! What the hell does that even mean?! [...well, at least she's sobering up pretty quickly, now]

[gottaknockhard]

[... So it's going to be like that. If he was being fair, he'd call that a justified reaction after being stuck somewhere for days, but right now he's feeling too self-centered to sympathize. All he expects is for that move to come and bite him in the ass. Like always.

Spike's delayed reaction is to reach for the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, thinking it's the best idea he could possibly come up with.]

You like being dramatic, huh?

[ofhope]

[ Ignoring Faye, he walks away from the door. ]

I've found that Valentine is most cooperative when you don't humor her temper tantrums.

[luckyvalentine]

Spike!

[she's going to wake up the whole floor at this rate]

What's going on in there??

[gottaknockhard]

[Ordinarily he might agree with Joshua, but he's still lingering within earshot of the door as he works his lighter.]

-- You don't know anything about it?

[ofhope]

[ Ignoring the both of them, he's just going to start poking around for food. ]

[luckyvalentine]

[her voice goes slightly muffled as she rubs her face with both hands. time for a solitary rant. just give her a sec...]

Why are Spike and Joshua in my room?? This doesn't make any sense... am I dreaming?

...Ugh, I just want to go to bed!

[gottaknockhard]

[When it's clear that nobody is paying attention, Spike grows a touch more annoyed and knocks on the door. Although he lowers his voice this time like it'll even make a difference.]

That's still in here, by the way. It'd help if you told me what happened.

[ofhope]

'That'?

[ Tilting his head while eavesdropping. Yeah successful job there. ]

[luckyvalentine]

[everything that she didn't want either of them messing with was still in there. Her bed, her shower, her... now that she's thinking about it, she hadn't locked any of her important belongings away recently.

She growls and glares at the door. It's easier to be angry with Spike's voice so clearly behind it]

Me?? How am I supposed to know?!

[gottaknockhard]

[Spike nods towards the bed to explain to Joshua what he meant, before he remembers that he's supposed to be pissed at him. Whatever.]

It's your room. [All her things are getting touched if she doesn't fess up soon.] And he doesn't seem to know.

[ofhope]

[ Heheh don't worry he'll make it up to you. Not really but it wasn't malicious! He just sees no point in lying.

Curious what Faye might admit to, he stays quiet. ]

[luckyvalentine]

I didn't do anything! [might as well start there]

You think I want you two bozos stuck in there?? [--no offense, Joshua]

[gottaknockhard]

[The point in lying is you don't get yelled at, like he is now that Faye knows he's in here.]

Doesn't really look that random.

[luckyvalentine]

You're telling me!

[yeah, she sounds pretty accusatory... despite how ridiculous of a notion that would actually be]

[gottaknockhard]

[Yes. He is telling her, and suddenly he's wondering why he didn't start with the suspicion to begin with. There's no way she didn't influence this somehow.]

That's all you've got to say?

[ofhope]

[ Oh this is interesting. He'll just stay right where he is and keep listening. Until he gets bored in about five minutes, anyhow... ]

[luckyvalentine]

[Joshua will have entertainment for a while-- they can play the blame game for hours. There are plenty of romance novels, magazines, and houseplant books to dig into while he waits. She obviously won't mind.]

A couple of other things are coming to mind, now that you mention it!

[gottaknockhard]

[Yeah, he's planning on winning that game by the way.]

You want to write them down and slide them under the door?