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Post by Spike on Aug 21, 2007 11:56:06 GMT -5
*Spike studied the map carefully, trying to navigate the subterranean tunnels under the castle. It looked a lot easier when it was flat.*
"Looks like there should be a trapdoor around here somewhere that will lead up to a storage room."
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 21, 2007 12:43:34 GMT -5
*Buffy rolled her eyes and huffed.*
"I still don't see why you and I aren't taking out Drac," *she said.* "I mean, I am the Slayer."
*Her eye roll had brought her sight to a narrow crack through which light pushed timidly.*
"Like that?"
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Post by Spike on Aug 21, 2007 12:50:03 GMT -5
*Spike followed her gaze upward and a smile blossomed on his face.*
"Yeah, luv. Like that."
*He handed her the map and pressed up on the door, revealing...well not much. He lifted himself up and noted that it was a dark storage room. Ok. That'll do. He offered a hand down to Buffy.*
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 21, 2007 14:31:18 GMT -5
*She could totally jump up there herself. But for some reason she took his hand anyway, even though she was annoyed with herself after.*
"Now what?" *she whispered. It was dark, and she could hear him breathing unnecessarily next to her, and it brought memories... She didn't want.*
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Post by Spike on Aug 21, 2007 14:41:45 GMT -5
"Well, let's see..."
*Spike leaned over her shoulder to look at the map. The smell of her hair...in the dark. Stay focused! He located the name one the map.*
"She should be just around the corner over...here."
*He pointed. Then he walked towards the door, pausing to listen for anyone outside.*
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 21, 2007 15:32:54 GMT -5
*Buffy shuddered and tried to pull herself together. The map thing was pretty cool, after all.
She joined Spike next to the door. Her adrenaline was going, the situation exciting in more ways than one.*
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Post by Spike on Aug 21, 2007 15:36:10 GMT -5
*Spike nodded to her, signaling her to be ready as he turned the knob on the door and slunk out into the low light of the hall. He pressed himself against the wall to minimize his chances of being caught. They always did that in the movies after all.*
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 21, 2007 15:37:54 GMT -5
*Elisabeta made her way down the long corridor, smiling to herself. Here was home. Here was safe. Her lord would protect her from that damnable doctor. He would never touch her again.*
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 21, 2007 15:45:18 GMT -5
*Buffy nudged Spike when she heard someone coming down the passage. She didn't know why Spike was doing that lame super-spy thing. Way too much James Bond.
She almost giggled. She'd slept with James Bond!
Wrenching herself from the reverie, she caught Spike's eye and held up three fingers.*
"One... two... three."
*As one, they leaped into action.*
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 21, 2007 15:52:20 GMT -5
*Spike grinned as he sprang on the woman, grabbing her from behind, his arm locked under her throat, exposing her scantily-clad chest to Buffy.*
*Elisabeta cried out sharply.*
"What are you doing?! Put me down this instant!"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 21, 2007 17:39:56 GMT -5
"Oh, we'll put you down," *Buffy quipped, and rammed the stake home.
But nothing happened.
Or rather, something did, but it wasn't what she'd be expecting. For one thing, she'd missed.*
"Wait," *she said, looking at Spike.* "I don't miss."
*She pulled the stake out and was further astonished by the rush of blood that followed it.*
((Does that work for you?))
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 21, 2007 17:43:22 GMT -5
((Perfect. Sorry, I just figured Buffy wouldn't angst as much if Spike did it.))
"You bit---"
*Elisabeta looked down at the blood welling out of her chest and slumped to the floor, unconscious.*
*Spike's eyes went wide.*
"What the hell do we do now?"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 24, 2007 13:11:13 GMT -5
"Omigod omigod omigod," *Buffy chanted.* "She's not... Spike, your shirt."
*She matter-of-factly tugged his shirt from him and tried to staunch the flow of blood. Her mind was in a whirl, as if it feared that if she slowed down enough to fully register what she'd done, she'd throw up. And then start screaming. And she really couldn't do that right now.*
"Spike. We've got to get out of here."
*But they couldn't leave her; Buffy looked around and remembered the empty room they'd come from. Spike probably had a lighter or something on him so they could see.*
"In there," *she said, and started dragging the woman with one hand, the other pressed to the clumped t-shirt.*
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Post by Spike on Aug 24, 2007 19:03:21 GMT -5
*Well-chisled abs freshly exposed, Spike tucked the bleeding woman under his arm and helped escort her towards the room they had just come from.*
"So you want to leave her in the storage room?"
*He looked to Buffy questioningly and tried not to think about the fact that he should have eaten before they left. He just hadn't expected such...temptation. He fought to clear his head.*
"She said normal vamp, right? I didn't hear her wrong?"
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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 24, 2007 23:24:34 GMT -5
"Shh! No, not leave her here, just figure out what..."
*Buffy looked up. Spike's expression.... She opened her mouth to say something about eating the enemy and shut it, quickly. He was actually trying.
And she was about to freak out.*
"Yeah. No. I mean, she said vamp. She did!" *She realized her voice was rising into hysterical territory and clapped a hand over her mouth, even as the other renewed its pressure on the woman's chest.*
"Why would... Why did she tells us that?" *Buffy asked, working it out.* "Why did we listen to her? Dammit, Spike, what are we going to do? I'm not... I don't kill people!"
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