Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 20, 2008 9:33:20 GMT -5
*Drusilla blinked slowing in confusion.*
"Spike..." *She whimpered.*
"You've seen him? I've lost him and he's all...delicate at the moment. I looked, I did...but..."
*She shook her head, lifting the puppy to her face.*
"We did look, didn't we? All night."
*She pouted.*
"I can feel him though...just out of reach..." *She swayed slightly.*
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Post by Richard Wilkins on Aug 20, 2008 10:34:44 GMT -5
*Richard shook his head, making "tsk tsk" noises with his tongue.*
"Delicate... well now that simply won't do. Can't have an employee of mine having family problems now could I?"
*He smiled.*
"If I can get your Spike back, hale and hearty could I count on your support?"
*Pulling a button from his pocket he held it in his palm.*
"And if you're motivated enough we can discuss a little more of "What can I do for you," or more appropriately... what your little happy family might be able to do for me."
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 20, 2008 10:53:35 GMT -5
*Drusilla's eyes lit up.*
"My...family..." *She smiled brightly and nodded, taking the button from him.*
"I do miss him so. All..." *She glanced around sheepishly.* "...cold. It's just not right without him..."
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Post by Richard Wilkins on Aug 20, 2008 11:57:55 GMT -5
*Grinning, Richard produced another button and proceeded to pin it on the small dog's collar.*
"And you, little Sunshine... Might not be able to vote but we can show our support can't we?"
*Before devolving too far into baby talk with the canine, Richard drew his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands. Straightening he looked back at Dru.*
"I can return Spike to the old devil in the flesh you miss so... at least I can try my darnedest. And all I need from you is your help in convincing your friends that finding Richard Wilkins in office would be very lucrative."
*His serious tone and expression vanished with a cheerful smile.*
"Now... how about some ice cream? My treat."
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 20, 2008 12:19:20 GMT -5
"Aww...." *Drusilla's glazed smile returned.* "...lovely." *She glanced at the dog happily.* "Miss Sunshine would just love that, wouldn't she." *She smiled up to Wilkins, her face growing hungry.* "I could go for another treat myself."
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Post by Richard Wilkins on Aug 22, 2008 16:03:25 GMT -5
*Wilkins offered his arm with a grin.*
"See I think a "hunger for life" is what's missing in today's youth. So very few know what they want enough to go out and just seize it the way we used to."
*He frowned slightly at the thought.*
"They all seem happy to lay back and let life pass them by. Sad really."
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Drusilla
- In the Duggins -
Everything in my head is singing.
Posts: 79
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Post by Drusilla on Aug 24, 2008 8:01:31 GMT -5
*Drusilla looked a bit confused, not that such expressions weren't relatively common on her. Nevertheless, she tucked Sunshine up in one arm and took his with the other, determined that the eating would make it better.*
"It's time for the tea party then?" *She questioned hopefully.*
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Post by Richard Wilkins on Aug 24, 2008 15:23:33 GMT -5
*Wilkins started toward the door with Dru, nodding with each step. As they neared the threshold he stopped and cocked his head.*
"You will of course want to wash your hands before we eat."
*Shrugging and grinning he stepped out into the cool Parisian night. Granted it wasn't Sunnydale. He hadn't been there from the beginning, guiding the city's development, making it the perfect place for all the things that go bump in the night. But it was Paris. It had it's charm.*
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