There's a vampire exploding into dust around her, halo-ing her head in the street lamp, all poetic-like.
'Course the other five idiots kinda spoil the picture. Spike leans back against a handy wall and folds his arms to watch the show. It is a nice night for killing and he'd meant to take down this lot before he got his evening cuppa, but ladies first, like Darla always said.
Besides, this is his second Slayer-in-the-rough, not counting the one who took his hands off, and Beth didn't have her heart in the game; this one doesn't seem to have any such scruples, and Spike is dead curious to see how well she dances before he cuts in.
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Date: 2007-08-24 04:05 am (UTC)'Course the other five idiots kinda spoil the picture. Spike leans back against a handy wall and folds his arms to watch the show. It is a nice night for killing and he'd meant to take down this lot before he got his evening cuppa, but ladies first, like Darla always said.
Besides, this is his second Slayer-in-the-rough, not counting the one who took his hands off, and Beth didn't have her heart in the game; this one doesn't seem to have any such scruples, and Spike is dead curious to see how well she dances before he cuts in.