[Spike's voice is husky and tired at first, but it gets stronger as he talks.]

...that nap was a bit longer than I expected. Take it this is what a Barge Coma is, then? How long was I out? And what did I miss?

[Locked to Elphaba]

Sorry I wasn't around, pet. Everything okay? And have you made any friends?

[Locked to Buffy]

How often did you visit me?
[It's times like these a filter would come in handy, but give William a break. He's only just managed to master the art of actually using the weird futuristic device. Figuring out privacy settings... a bit beyond him.]

Mr. Paddy? [William looks as polite and earnest as he can.] Thank you very much for the pizza. I enjoyed it quite a bit.

[He glances down, a bit embarrassed.]

The thing is... I'm still hungry. Very hungry, actually. [And not for more pizza. William's not sure what he wants, just that he sometimes catches a whiff of something... delicious and confusing around other people.] The pizza was good, but do you have anything more filling? [He adds hastily.] If you please.



[ooc: Guess what tiny vampire is craving blood? It's unlikely he'll actually attack anyone, or if they do, he'll probably be pretty easy to fend off, but his fangs may come out, which will be... awkward all around.]
There's blood in the third floor corridor. It's also on the lift. Lots of it. Not human, or any of the species I know well. It's been cleaned up, but not well enough to hide from my nose.

Is anyone missing?
My cabin bloody reeks. I hate scented washes and perfumes since they cover up real smells. Is this someone's idea of a joke? I wasn't going to dress up! And then... that? God, I hate Halloween.

If anyone needs me, I'll be getting very drunk.
[Spike had not intended to dress up for Halloween. He snidely told anyone who asked that he'd be a vampire and that he didn't care at all about the holiday.

So much for that plan.

Spike stands in the bathroom clad in only a towel, smiling seductively.]


Hello, ladies.

Look at your man, now back to me. Now back at your man. Now back to me.

Sadly, he is not me, but if he stopped using lady scented body washes and switched to Old Spice...

[He lifts the bottle of Old Spice body wash and smiles.]

He could smell like me.

[He smiles, holding a monocle up to one eye.]

Monocle smile.



[ooc: Spike's been turned into the Old Spice Man. This is clearly not an excuse to use all the shirtless icons I have, that would be ridiculous.]

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