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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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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?"

2003, luv. [tightens his arm slightly in response] ..Which?

"2003?" [Elizabeth stopped walking out of shock, pulling him to stop with her. She gawked at him.] "Pray tell, what is your age? And why would you choose to be a vampire?"

[Her voice wasn't angry, but a mixture of fear, confusion, and shock.]

'Bout.. 230 or so. [blinks] Didn't choose it so much's.. it chose me. [is pulled quite easily, see?]

[Elizabeth releases her hold on Spike, crossing her arms loosely over her own chest. She's nervous now, obviously.] "Explain, please."

[not really sure what he's explaining so he decides.. to ramble. a bit] Vamps.. usually just eat humans, yeah? -I mean, obviously I don't, anymore. But as a general.. rule.

They eat people. But ev'ry now an' again, they ..pick a human for companionship. Sometimes a lover or a child. And. They bite them, but don't kill 'em. And when they share some of their blood s'.. It makes a bond, I guess. Their body dies, an' when y'come back. Er- you're a vamp.

[She stares at him a minute, trying to understand.] "Would you still eat humans if you were presented with the opportunity?" [She pauses, then continues.] "Then you were her lover, Drusilla? Where is she at present?"

[After another thought.] "Did you never desire to end your own life? I should never suggest it in normal circumstance, but I fear 230 years may wear on a soul."

No. [without hesitation, then, guilt like nobody's business as Elizabeth says that name.] Dunno, do I. Don't care neither.

Didn't have a soul until recently. But I did - essentially, anyhow. S'how I ended up here.

"You did not have a soul?" [She asks incredulously, having no idea at all how to take what he just said. One hand moves to her lips, covering them idly as she continues to think. Finally, she drops her arms to her sides again.]

"Do you still love her?" [It's the only thing she can think to ask.]

Can't.. not. [frowns, a bit disturbed that he seems to be unable to keep anything from this woman.]

"I am glad. Everyone deserves to find such a match." [The words seemed less than sincere, but she offers a smile of insistence. Then, slowly, she reaches forward to take his arm again and to continue walking. She isn't so comfortable or close to him as she had been, but at least she isn't rejecting his presence entirely.]

[As they walk, her eyes are away from him and she can't think anymore what to say.]

Don't.. wanna see her ever again. S'. It hurts to- t'think on what we used to do.

Not to mention, she's batshit.

[She takes another moment to consider.] "What does the guano of bats have to do with your love? Why would you desire never to see her again if you still love her?"

[snorts] Just an expression, luv. She's crazier than nuts. -An' I just don't, that's all.

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