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[Voice]: watch your eardrums, mates.

[shuffling can be heard as the tape turns on, a bit of an inhale as Spike seems to recognize the tape is on; and before you ask, yes, sparkles can be heard.]

Oy, Peaches, y'don't even have the common courtesy to pop in and say "'ello" to your favorite offspring?

Some Daddy you are. [the :c is palpable, let alone audible] When I- [tape cuts off abruptly // Spike is still as technologically deficient as always]

[tape clicks back on for a moment, one soft word can be heard before the transmission cuts out for good:] Bollocks.

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If it is not too bold, may I please ask you to elaborate?

Angel made me a vampire, luv.

Oh.

When?

[sighs a bit, sounding tired] Over 200 years ago now.

Are you all right, sir?

Fine.

If you wish to speak in greater lengths, I am in the fourteenth room on level three. ~~I hope that you will visit sometime.~~

I- Y'sure you're not.. busy?

It would not be entirely proper to invite you alone into my cabin, but I dare say I will always find time to take a walk with you if you should desire it.

I could go for a walk.

Would you be available after supper? I would ask that you please come by my room and act as an escort around the Barge. Is that all right?

Yeah, I'm ..free ~~all the time~~. See you then, luv.

[Spike steeled himself before knocking on her door. He had just fed, and for some reason it made him a bit self-conscious. He cleared his throat once, feeling silly.]

S'Spike. [he called through the door]

[Elizabeth moved quickly to open the door, smiling at the man as she exited and closed it behind her. She knew it to be rather primitive compared to many of the others, yet she enjoyed it nonetheless. Technology be damned.]

"Elizabeth. Or, Lizzie." [She curtsied lightly, then turned to face one direction more than the other so as to subtly suggest a direction. Then, without much thought, she continued.] "You are blessed with a hair color granted to the angels. It makes you quite handsome."

[Damn this blood - making him blush like that :|] Er- thanks, pet. Yours suits you quite nicely as well.

"Thank you." [She replied with a faint smile, taking his arm lightly so that he might escort her as they walked.] "Why do you call me 'pet'? It is quite offensive."

Sorry. [he answered after a beat] S'affectionate. [he was leading her vaguely toward the library, though he didn't know it yet]

[Elizabeth was quite used to taking a stroll around the Barge, alone and escorted. She found great joy in walking and meeting new people. If she could not do it outdoors, she could at least continue this tradition in the mundane halls in the hopes of social interactions.]

"I forgive you." [The statement wasn't pretentious, just honest.] "If I may, I was hoping to learn more about what precisely a 'vampire' is and how you became one."

Er. Y'haven't stumbled into any others here? - Not many friendly ones, I guess. It's not really all that intrestin'. Vamp by the name'a Drusilla found me, roundabout 1820, I'd figure. An' she decided I was good enough for keepin'.

"I have heard that they exist, yes, but have not had opportunity to speak to any such as yourself." [She listened and considered, her eyes now fixed ahead as she seemed a bit nervous. Her muscles tensed slightly, something he would no doubt feel the way her arms were draped on his.]

"1820? Not long after my own time. What year did you leave before arriving here? And why would you choose to embrace such a lifestyle?"

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