XXVIII -- voice;

[breakmychest]

And just like that, no more Dru. Can't say I'll miss her, exactly, but I'd have liked it if she could've graduated. I mean, we had fun, back in the bad old days. Not saying I'd go back to being an evil killer. There's the soul-crushing guilt keeping me from that, and besides, I like being a hero. I'm way better at it than I ever was at being the Big Bad.

[He's quiet for a moment.]

Still, before she turned me, I was a bloody pathetic poofter. People were calling me "William the Bloody" started before I died, you know, and it wasn't because of anything violent. It was because my poetry was so bloody awful.

[Why did he say that? Spike doesn't tell anyone that. He had more to say, but he just shuts off the journal before he can. He's afraid of what might come out.]

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[bigbad]

Just two greats. Though my great grandsire was a bitch too. And I can't say me and my grandsire have always gotten along so great. Guess I'm just not much of a family man.

[He glances up at her again at this and smiles back.]

I don't mind you knowing, you know? Just wish I could have made the choice to tell you, not have it come shooting out of me without any deciding happening on my end.

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[slayage]

[That's interesting, Spike, you insulted The Master and Darla, but you didn't insult Angel.] What kind of a vampire uses guns, anyway?

Hopefully I won't get the urge to confess something for all to see.

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[bigbad]

[He's got plenty of insults for Angel. But they're different ones than the ones he'd use for Darla or the Master. More personal.] Darla never did like getting her hands dirty.

[Spike's kind of curious as to what she'd confess, but.]

It might help if you don't put anything up on the journals. That seems to be where it's coming from.