A Cautionary Tale for Vampires

[Private to Hix]

I'm somethin's bitch, all right.

[Private to Brian]

[Here Brian, have some radio static. About 70 seconds worth, and then half a sig-]

[Private to Wichita]

Officially a worse warden than you. That's me.

[Private to Jack Harkness]

You free tonight? Scratch that-

[Private to Ruby]

Wanna kill another bear?

[Private to Angel]

You get that sodding purple out of your hair yet, you ponce?

[For T'Pol, but blessedly available and visible to all]

T'Pol, luv, know we haven't really spoken, but I do have to make a request of ya. For my sanity, and your inmate's (and most certainly my own) Dex needs to at least be able to see Brian in the infirmary. I don't care if you let him eat, or what-the-bloody-fuck-ever but he needs to see his brother.

That clear?


Glad we had this talk.

[... radio silence, and then heavy panting - Spike curses under his breath, sounding far away-

snarling and then the line goes dead.]





..

[some time later, a meek voice, though not without humor:] Never get t'say ..goodbye, do I? You'd think I was the one with the bloody death wish.. [click - off!]


[[ ooc: Okay, y'all, this happened last night but there was probably a lag in it being posted. Angel and Spike went out last night, to fight the hellhounds and it was a GIGANTIC mess, think epic here people. Long story short, Spike is dust (again) and Angel was the only one to hear his final words, which for Em's reference was something about taking care of Claire, making sure Brian and Dex didn't kill each other and saying goodbye to Kurt, Creed, Jubes, and Captain Jack for him.

So obviously, he can't respond, but he will be able to read/see/hear responses upon his return if anyone wants to leave him anything ♥ He should be back in a few days! Love xoxo ]]

... [the line is quiet for a long time]




The least he could do is give me some soddin' tits, huh?

Know I'm not the first one to say this.. but they sure let a lot've dangerous fuckers on this boat. We're bloody sure they're "redeemable?" Whatever the bloody hell that's supposed to mean.

How many of you have died here? What's that like then, a brief death. You don't have to answer that, I guess. I also have to wonder how in Drac's name vamps are supposed to rehabilitate while they're still drinkin' human blood. Or somethin' close. S'like methadone. I don't see the bloody use.

Yes, you'll be weaker. Yes, you'll feel like hell. But drinkin' human somethin' from a vial, now that's gotta get old. I bloody know, I did it for two years.

[Private to Hix]
Got.. a proposal for ya. If any of the vamps here actually take an interest in not killin' people. Might be we should put a wager on that, too.

[Private to Brian // hackable by Dex, as always] should the mun's computer ever be ressurrected
Supposed to warn you about this Sabretooth guy or somat. He's kind of a creeper, put pirate-girl in the infirmary etc. But he's in Zero, and it's not like you can't take care of yourself. So. Just so you know, sort of thing.

[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.