Will wonders never cease? Spike. Alone. Must mean he's finished with Buffy. Normally the sight of Spike would have made me turn in the other direction. But, since we're all here.
"And how was your little mission? Ours was rather dull if I do say so myself. Effective, but dull. "
I looked around.
"So, did you catch anything good? Dru and I were just, well, doesn't really matter. Have you seen Angelus yet?"
Small talk. Not like I was actually interested. But, you know, Angelus did leave us with the dirty work. You'd think think the least he could do is come and say thank you. He was the one keeping us here after all. That little Buffy vendetta thing of his. Quite irritating. Hopefully, he'd tire of her soon and we could direct our attention to something a little more worthwhile. He could direct his attention to something a little more worthwhile. I don't know, say, me, for example.
"My mission was a bloody waste of time and so is Angelus'. The slaya knows he's doing the distract game now. She's gonna go after him and were not going to bloody be there when she drives a sodding redwood through his chest, because he refuses to just kill her, with the four of us against her, like he bloody should have a long time ago."
Talking to Darla was like talking to a bloody telemarketer. It didn't matter what you said, she was only interested in what pertained to her, but she was being smarter then Angelus, and she had mentioned Drusilla.
"What did you and dru get yourselves into?" Sometimes my jealous streak over her was a mile long.
"Of course, Angelus' mission is a waste of time. He's got himself an obsession. And it's not about the slayer. It's about the girl. You know I hate it here as much as you, but what's a girl to do? He won't listen to me anymore. You know, I believe we already covered this topic Spike. Of course you never were much for listening
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"Personally, Darla, I don't care how I was created, or by what sodding means I came to be. But if you must know, It was Drusilla who created me, pet, and not you, so blame my existence if you bloddy well most on your creation of Drusilla, or of Angel's, I should say. Drusilla chose me and not you..."
"While we're on the topic, please bloody refrain from mentioning Dru and Angel in the same breath. I don't give a sodding rat's ass about what happens to him. He'll always be a wanker just like he always was, even when he was evil. I couldn't care less if the little witch or the bleeding gypsy for that matter turn him back into Angel. I think I prefer the brooding goody two shoes. And he in no way pleases my dark goddess more then I do.."
I pfft'ed to that innuendo, annoyed with being here entirely, unless it was to kill the slaya. To kill her. Then I was game.
"Whatever you say Spike. I'm sure Drusilla is just awed by his great conversational skills. Of course considering the fact she spends a great deal of time with you, that could actually be it. Oh, and trust me, I in no way wish to take credit for you. But you know, it is in good taste to respect your elders. Especially when they happen to be me'"
"I can't win with you people, I wave a little olive branch, try to play nice. Offer up an alliance. But no."
I waited for Dru to catch up. It takes one a bit longer when they twirl instead of walk. Once she got here I was going home. Spike could look after her for a while.
"Oh and, I am in no way your 'pet'. So please don't refer to me as such."
"Alliances between the four of us would be bloody fine if it wasn't for broody boy's soul, or his whimsical need to do what is in his sodding nature as a killer, and if you weren't such a cold, shriveling bag, PET."
There would be none of this Darla is superior to the rest of us shit in my presence. Drusilla tolerated it for some bleeding reason, but I would not, never.
I used to just blow it off at the end of the nineteenth century, because I knew I was the one out of the four of us with stones, but time had bloody changed things.
Me and Dru were meant to walk the Earth together, everyone else be sodding damned.
I smirked after insulting her, waiting for her to try some violence.
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"And how was your little mission? Ours was rather dull if I do say so myself. Effective, but dull. "
I looked around.
"So, did you catch anything good? Dru and I were just, well, doesn't really matter. Have you seen Angelus yet?"
Small talk. Not like I was actually interested. But, you know, Angelus did leave us with the dirty work. You'd think think the least he could do is come and say thank you. He was the one keeping us here after all. That little Buffy vendetta thing of his. Quite irritating. Hopefully, he'd tire of her soon and we could direct our attention to something a little more worthwhile. He could direct his attention to something a little more worthwhile. I don't know, say, me, for example.
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Talking to Darla was like talking to a bloody telemarketer. It didn't matter what you said, she was only interested in what pertained to her, but she was being smarter then Angelus, and she had mentioned Drusilla.
"What did you and dru get yourselves into?" Sometimes my jealous streak over her was a mile long.
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"While we're on the topic, please bloody refrain from mentioning Dru and Angel in the same breath. I don't give a sodding rat's ass about what happens to him. He'll always be a wanker just like he always was, even when he was evil. I couldn't care less if the little witch or the bleeding gypsy for that matter turn him back into Angel. I think I prefer the brooding goody two shoes. And he in no way pleases my dark goddess more then I do.."
I pfft'ed to that innuendo, annoyed with being here entirely, unless it was to kill the slaya. To kill her. Then I was game.
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"I can't win with you people, I wave a little olive branch, try to play nice. Offer up an alliance. But no."
I waited for Dru to catch up. It takes one a bit longer when they twirl instead of walk. Once she got here I was going home. Spike could look after her for a while.
"Oh and, I am in no way your 'pet'. So please don't refer to me as such."
God, I hate this town.
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There would be none of this Darla is superior to the rest of us shit in my presence. Drusilla tolerated it for some bleeding reason, but I would not, never.
I used to just blow it off at the end of the nineteenth century, because I knew I was the one out of the four of us with stones, but time had bloody changed things.
Me and Dru were meant to walk the Earth together, everyone else be sodding damned.
I smirked after insulting her, waiting for her to try some violence.
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