I managed t' teleport from there to here in the blink of an eye. Know I got a knack for poppin' up unexpected but even 'm not that quick like. " Aggressively, he shoved the bag into their arms. He'd been picking up dinner for them.
Spike watched them storm over with an innocent tilt of his head, or at least as innocently as a soulless demon could look. While seeing Doe get jumpscared did tickle him a little, and seeing them get so flush with anger tickled him a ——
the upper half of their body had slowly began to lean in, head cocking some; they were so entranced, so locked into whatever was trying to lure them deeper into the dark greenery that the sound of spike's voice coming from the complete opposite direction than they expected caused
𝘭𝘰𝘵, his confusion suggested he truly didn't have any buggering clue as to what he was getting raked over the coals for. He stumbled back a slight and his brows furrowed in irritation as he scoffed, defensive.
" Oh sure. ——
Though she wasn't returning any of Spike's glances, he knew she could feel his eyes on her. He plucked the cigarette from his mouth and chuckled lowly at her obvious distaste for it.
" Somethin' botherin' you? "
near the crypt's steps with a cocked brow and a paper bag under one arm like he'd only just come from around the corner quite literally a second after they peeked over their shoulder.
When the Slayer began to inch closer, what looked to be the vague shape of a man, barely discernable through the shadows to their human eyes, instantly moved to hide itself further behind the treeline. ——
dolores shuddered as the cool breeze brushed through the humid jersey night. their gaze following it as if they'd be able to see the gusts in their vision before they scrunched in onto themself some. felt like a blanket of darkness had draped itself over the cemetery. like they'd
a tiny step into the gloom, a shivery sensation like the ghost of a finger running down the back of their neck reminded them.
" Wot are you doing? " Spike cut through the tension, appearing a few feet away ——
rest in peace anthony stewart-head, your legacy will live on through your many characters but giles is a special one to me. it will be hard to watch buffy in the same way.
You should take your own advice, luv. Like I bloody know who the other two wankers are to be mouthin' off to em in the first place. Let's use our heads for a second.