Hell 2.0, or Spike Makes a Friend.

[rudolphofvamps]

[ he was carrying his sword and an axe today, plus some stakes for good measure. not that there were many vamps left out here. a serial killer had to be easy to spot, right?

spike climbed off cordy, but nothing for miles smelt human.. he was starting to get nervous, brian could hack up girls but could he really hold his own here? he took a deep, albeit unneeded breath and kept his senses keen, cordy watching his back ]

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[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[ Spike points to the one, getting away, before calling to it in a strange language. ] Bloody coward. Scared of a human are we?

[ The demon turns, eyes glowing an unEarthly blue. Suddenly, Spike finds himself flat on the ground, slimy fish hands closing in on his throat ]

Are you bloody stupid, mate? Vampire's don't breathe. [ he kicks the thing off him, reaching for his sword, stabbing it shallowly in the arm when it tries grabbing at him again. He turns to Brian, an almost bored look on his face. ] That blood'll never come out, you know. Sticks to everything. These were my favorite jeans.

[acrotomophile]

[Brian has to laugh, backing up a few steps from the carnage and setting his bag down on the ground. In a wide scale battle, or against one of these things determined to kill him, he'd probably be toast - or at least in serious trouble.

Picking a fight yourself was another story entirely, though he still felt on edge enough to be continually glancing around, making sure he kept track of where everything was, even as he laughed. Paranoia and enjoyment didn't need to be mutually exclusive in his book.]

We'll have to pick up some new ones for you on the way back to the hotel, honey, [he says, mimicking a concerned 1950's housewife with decent skill.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[ Spike got to his feet, holding his sword to the thing's neck. He acknowledged Brian's words with a slight smile, but he was speaking in that funny language again. ]

Tell all your fishy friends that Spike's gonna run this town, huh? If you got any left.

[ When the thing didn't immediately get up, Spike lunged at it, and it ran - dripping a teal beeline away from the scene of the crime. ]

Not really like killing people, is it? [ he said, voice a bit dark as he brushed past Brian, tucking his sword back onto his back. ]

[acrotomophile]

What's with the dramatics? It's exactly like killing people.

[Apparently they aren't sticking around. Brian grabbed his bag again and jogged lightly after Spike to keep up.] Demon, person, only difference is anatomy as far as I'm concerned.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

It is, you know. Got your bad people, your good demons. Nothing's black and white, the way I thought they were.

[acrotomophile]

You thought it was black and white? But you're one yourself. How'd that work?

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Back when I was evil, I mean.

[acrotomophile]

I go with the old standby: it's complicated, and I don't give a fuck. Solves everything.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

I know that adage well enough. Just trying a new one, is all.

[acrotomophile]

Determined to live up to your username, are you? You're doing a pretty good job so far.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Sod off. [ puts up two fingers in "salute" to that particular statement ]

So. You killed a demon. How's that feel?

[acrotomophile]

Don't get uppity, I didn't mean it as an insult.

As for demon killing, I don't know, it's more dangerous than I'm used to. Not sure the adrenaline rush is worth the risk. Not bad for a weekend gig, though.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

You're tellin' me, mate. Less vampires down here every day.

[acrotomophile]

You'll be an endangered species soon at this rate.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

With any bloody luck.

[acrotomophile]

Well, this has been a merry jaunt, but that's about all the exciting demon killing I can take for one night, [he jokes.] Unless you had something great planned, I'm gonna head out.