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005//Dictated

[Vicious is moving through the castle as he opens the journal. As such a good deal of the general commotion comes through as background noise as he walks]

It seems the castle has very low standards for parenting.

[But it must have some, since he's been left mercilessly alone.]

[This has been a bit of time in coming, but he had a few last things to do. It's hard to get the castle to cough up the sword parts you need when you're actively looking to stab someone with it, after all.]

You've gotten my attention. I hope you still want it.

[ooc: Feel free to run into him wandering around, as well.]

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Then why are you asking?

Because you're forcing my hand.

[Spike should watch what he says, but that just reminds him of how many times Vicious has gone to lengths to get his attention. Faye can attest to that.

Better to play it like a guy who has nothing to lose.]

What's keeping you?

Believe it or not, I have very little interest in what you do here.

[To a point, at least, that was even true.]

But it seems you can't say the same.

[Yeah, right. Although that could explain why he hasn't put it all together yet.

Like Spike cares either way.]

We all get bored eventually.

Perhaps you need a hobby.

[He's smiling now. That was actually funny.]

Maybe. Got any suggestions?

Something that doesn't require involving yourself in someone else's business.

Edited 2012-05-30 20:39 (UTC)

That's going to be a tough one.

For you? Very. But you could try.

As a favor to you?

I don't need favors.

Glad to hear that. I wasn't really in the mood.

I didn't think you would be. Why start now, after all?

[Do you want him to fetch your tiny violin, Vicious?]

That's a good point.

[No need. He'd rather find something much larger to hit him with, after all. But they're just bickering now. Back to the matter at hand...]

Stay away from him. I haven't returned the favor yet, but I could.

[Because Faye's not exactly hard to find, is she? And he knows from experience how well it'd work.]

[He's quiet for a moment, possibly thinking that over. When has he ever given a warning?]

And I could have done worse.

[Oh. That's a wonderful feeling of rage. Good thing he doesn't know exactly where you are right now, Spike.]

He has nothing to do with any of this.

[He can tell. It's actually encouraging him.]

Seems like he's an effective way to get a message across.

The only message I'm getting is that you're jealous.

[Which is ridiculous.]

She's gone. I had nothing to do with it. Your behavior is embarrassing.

[Even that little mention is enough to put an edge to his voice.]

Who said I was blaming you?

The timing is suspicious.

[A beat -- quickly recovered.]

It was going to happen sooner or later.

Her leaving, or your misplaced aggression?

[And if he's poking at a sore spot, well, good.]

[Even knowing that he is, it still manages to piss him off.]

You know, I wasn't being literal when I said I wanted to talk.