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[breakmychest]

[Spike is sick of being in the infirmary. He's not really feeling healthy by any definition of the word, but he didn't get where he is today by letting things like that get in his way.]

Right. Checking myself out, doc!

[He doesn't wait for an answer before swinging his legs out of the bed. He gets hit by a wave of dizziness, but he puts a hand on the wall until it subsides. Then he grabs his coat and starts making his way slowly out of the infirmary. If any doctor tries to stop him, he will glare. He's not really over his death toll, but he's going to spend the rest of it in his own room with his own Passions DVDs. And he will make it, even if he has to stop a few times and take the elevator.]



[ooc: Open for replies over the journals, for which we can assume some elapsed time because he isn't responding until he reaches his destination, or spam from anyone in the medical room, near his room, or anywhere in between. Also, of course, open to horribly awkward hugs. Or non-awkward hugs, but those seem less likely.]

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[vinkus-witch.livejournal.com]

[Elphaba watches him stumble toward the door with vague interest, but doesn't do anything to stop him. She just wants to watch to see if he manages to make it without falling on his face.]

[bigbad]

[Spike doesn't fall, though it's a near thing a few times. Then he glances over and scowls a bit.]

Gonna offer to help or tell me I should lie down?

[vinkus-witch.livejournal.com]

"Actually, I was considering starting a betting pool on how many times you'd fall before you got out of here. You're a warden, shouldn't I trust your judgement on whether or not you're ready to check out?"

[bigbad]

"I won't fall." Spike put his hand on the wall and took another step. "Might take me a while, but I won't."

[vinkus-witch.livejournal.com]

"Well, then I suppose I don't have to put you back in bed now, can I? And I could hardly in good conscience help you leave. If you can't get out that door without help, then you should probably stay."

[bigbad]

"When I'm not busy saving all my energy for moving, remind me to explain to you about not being Spock about people." He stopped moving for a moment, then looked up at her. "Come over here." He had this intense urge to hug her, but he wasn't about to take more steps out of his way than necessary.

[vinkus-witch.livejournal.com]

"What's spock?" she asked, unfamiliar with the word, before complying and walking over to Spike to see why he wanted her to come over.

[bigbad]

"Highly logical alien thing. Ask that T'pol bird."

As soon as Elphaba was within reach, he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug.

[vinkus-witch.livejournal.com]

Elphaba was shocked, not just by the hug, but the fact that she responded by returning the hug. Once she realized what she was doing, she pulled away. "What...was that?"

[bigbad]

Spike looks a bit confused himself, but that's still a question to which he knows the answer. "Well, in some circles, it's called a hug. Look it up."

[82prctmoremanly.livejournal.com]

[It's a little known fact that Andrew just happens to enjoy a random walk every once and awhile. Or perhaps it isn't that little known. Or perhaps people just don't care. In any case, Andrew just so happens to be strolling in the area of Spike's cabin as the vampire is arriving. He slightly jumps at the sight of Spike, but quickly recovers as he notices an overwhelming urge wash over him. Andrew hurries towards his "friend," making no direct move just yet.]

Spike! You're better? Should you be out of the infirmary yet?

[bigbad]

[No, no he is not better, and he shouldn't be out yet. But Spike just straightens and pretends he isn't fighting the urge to collapse.]

Never much cared for what I should be doing.

[82prctmoremanly.livejournal.com]

[Andrew nods as he notices Spike straighten up. After a second of staring, though, Andrew throws his arms around his "friend" in a firm hug, even though his common sense is shouting that this is the worst idea ever. Ever. But he can't help himself! He just needed to hug Spike and now he's doing it and, well, he likes hugging, but he just knows that Spike is going to bite him for this...]

[bigbad]

[Bite him? Perhaps. Or alternatively, Spike will hug him back just as firmly, if not a little more because he's not exactly having the easiest time standing. Right up until the moment passes and he wonders why exactly he's hugging Andrew. So he pulls back and gives him a confused look.]

[82prctmoremanly.livejournal.com]

[That was probably the most awesome hug Andrew has ever had. And possibly the only time someone has ever hugged Andrew. But he drops his arms and steps away as soon as Spike pulls back. He looks somewhere between confused and scared.]

Uhm... I... I'm sorry...?

[bigbad]

[Spike mostly just looks confused.]

Yeah. Right. That was... [He blinks and shakes his head.] Anyway. [He points towards his cabin.] Thought I'd just... watch telly or something. Better than staying in that sodding infirmary another minute.

[slayage]

[Buffy is knocking on Spike's door. After hearing that network post, she had to go see if he was alright. But it was a little selfish. Some things never change. Whenever Buffy is feeling crappy but isn't really willing to talk about it, she sees Spike. It's been like that for years. Ever since she came back from the dead.. The second time. She's dressed casually, she's not really trying to hide her wounds anymore, as they're all closed up and bandaged. Her left upper arm is wrapped in gauze, and there's a large bandage between her shoulder blades. A long, very slight scratch starting at her collar bone and crossing down, disappearing behind her shirt.]

[bigbad]

Door's unlocked.

[Spike's made it to his room, but it took a lot out of him. He's collapsed in an armchair by the TV, and he doesn't really have the energy to go get the door. He does pick up the remote and pause the DVD he's watching.]

[slayage]

[Buffy walks in, gives him a little hesitant smile, and closes the door behind her.] Sooo, you skipped out early, huh? [She raises her eyebrows in a mock-authoritative gesture, then shrugs.]

Nah, I don't blame you. Anything remotely resembling a hospital makes me all ooglie. Plus? Boring. [Yes, Spike, she is talking a lot without being prompted. You know what this normally means. She crosses her arms and walks over.] How's the post-stakeage treating you? [Awkward smile!]

[bigbad]

I've been worse. And I'm sure I'll be fine in a few days.

[He smiles when she comes in. Even when he's sore and exhausted, seeing her cheers him up.]

Boring being the key word. Here I've got telly, at least.

[slayage]

[Buffy is overcome with the strange want, no, need to hug him. Looking a little dazed, she moves all the way over to him and gracefully climbs into his lap. She wraps her arms around him a little too tightly, and lets out a slow breath as if relieved.]

[bigbad]

[Well, that was unexpected. And also not surprising in a weird way. Spike honestly can't tell if it's the same compulsion that made him hug Elphaba and Andrew or just the fact that it's Buffy and he can't resist her that makes him wrap his arms around her just as tightly, completely ignoring the fact that her arms are just tight enough for his already aching body to hurt more. It's Buffy. The pleasure outweighs the pain. He rests his head on her shoulder and sighs, not really ready to let her go.]

[slayage]

[The need moment came and went. Didn't it? It's hard to tell. She lingers. Tighter still, then.. Oh. Ow. She breathes in a little sharply. The slight pain sort of knocked her out of it. Buffy pulls back, looking very confused.] Um.

[bigbad]

[Um is right. Spike reluctantly loosens his arms and glances up at her. Did he hurt her? She is still injured, it looks like, and he wasn't exactly holding back. He clears his throat.]

That's been happening a lot. I think I made Andrew's entire year when I ran into him.

[It's an out, if she wants it. This is different, though, of course. Spike's self-aware enough to realise that much. The flood may have made them hug, but Spike would have done it anyway given the chance.]

[slayage]

[She blinks and stares at him.] Oh. Is this another flood thing? [Pause.] You hugged Andrew? [LOL FACE.]