Spike Spiegel (
gottaknockhard) wrote in
paradisa2012-02-11 09:44 am
Entry tags:
040; action/dictated
[There's that odd moment when you wake up somewhere different than where you fell asleep. Spike realizes it before he opens his eyes, which gives him the foresight to keep them shut until his curiosity gets the better of him. Silk sheets, the warmth of someone nearby, and as he peeks one eye open: a journal sitting open near the edge of the bed. Sometimes they really do try too hard.]
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[When he glances over, it's the golden hair that finally gets a reaction. Julia? Her back is facing him, but he knows by now... it's her. All week, she's been avoiding him (not that he blames her), so of course the castle would see that as an opportunity to mess with a delicate situation. Spike doesn't wake her. If anything, he's very careful not to disturb any peace she's finding before their strange reality comes back into play. After a lingering silence, he slips off the edge of the bed, grabbing the journal as he moves, and finds a place by the window -- barely lifting an eyebrow at the overstuffed heart-shaped chair -- to sit and read.]
I could have sworn I've seen this before. [--he's mumbling, flipping through the last few pages until he has a better grasp on what's happening. He even manages to sound quietly amused at the commentary, even if they can't see his smile. At least it's not just him this time.]
Gets more like a prison every day. [You know, if prison was crossed with a tacky brothel.] They'll get it right eventually.
...
[When he glances over, it's the golden hair that finally gets a reaction. Julia? Her back is facing him, but he knows by now... it's her. All week, she's been avoiding him (not that he blames her), so of course the castle would see that as an opportunity to mess with a delicate situation. Spike doesn't wake her. If anything, he's very careful not to disturb any peace she's finding before their strange reality comes back into play. After a lingering silence, he slips off the edge of the bed, grabbing the journal as he moves, and finds a place by the window -- barely lifting an eyebrow at the overstuffed heart-shaped chair -- to sit and read.]
I could have sworn I've seen this before. [--he's mumbling, flipping through the last few pages until he has a better grasp on what's happening. He even manages to sound quietly amused at the commentary, even if they can't see his smile. At least it's not just him this time.]
Gets more like a prison every day. [You know, if prison was crossed with a tacky brothel.] They'll get it right eventually.

Spike
[ Joshua's also a raging hypocrite, didn't you know that?! But madness isn't exactly linear. ]
You don't have any demons in your future, I know... But Faye's told me about bounty hunting. I bet you've caught all sorts of interesting criminals that the police failed to.
When this is over, you should tell me a story sometime.
Joshua
Aren't you too old for that?
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[But he'd try. If there's one thing he misses...]
Spike
Joshua; *wouldn't... gosh typos
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Anything that big?
Spike
Joshua
I found a pair of old driving gloves one year.
Spike
[ GLEE GLEE GLEE TOTALLY DIFFERENT VIBE GOING ON HERE YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE TALKING TO ED. ]
It would be so fun to own a sports car here! What are the kind from your future like?! I've only seen as far as the 21st century, and even those are amazing.
Joshua
You can drive? [Excuse him, he's having a hard time with this mental image.]
Spike
But I like magazines about racing cars! I found a lot in the castle library.
Joshua
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[ Have fuuun~ ]
Joshua