rudolphofvamps: (grr face)
[Spike drops onto the deck, no different-looking than when he'd been here last, but he now has a long sword strapped to his back.

He's murmuring under his breath, business as usual.
]

Went to Hell again... got dusted again... seen a lot've things I wasn't meant to see...

Why'd I come back here again? --More importantly, anyone here recognize me?

[Private to Angel]

Angel, mate, you still here?
rudolphofvamps: (I'll drink to that)
It's come to my attention that Peaches has been gone quite a long time. Usually he can't stay away from a cause for an hour, let alone a week. I'm sad Jack missed port, too.





I'm good for another drink.
rudolphofvamps: (grr face)
[[ Spike is crunk, and has just been shot with a love!arrow. Whoever spams him first will be on the receiving end of his undead affection for the remainder of port // barring twu luv's kiss ]]


[a video crackles to life inside one very pink bar, white hair buried in leather grumbling lifelessly]

Do not...love..him. Don't even....miss.....him. [a cherubim appears just over Spike's shoulder as he warily lifts his head. The thing thrusts a teddy bear into Spike's arms, putting its hands on chubby hips]


Give him this when you see him again.

[Spike nods, not knowing what else to do, and attempts to leave his heart-shaped perch. However, he abruptly falls on his face, crashing to the floor] Bloody ow. [he complains, cradling his head as he staggers to his feet, ready for a fight. But the cherubim is ~gone~]

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