Just a little monster, yet...will_aureliusNovember 28 2008, 14:43:35 UTC
....Dru, sweetheart? Is that you? You look a bit... different, darling. Grown up, like. It suits you.
Of course there's always the chance you're not _my_ Dru. I've met some other people out here who look like people I know but they're not. There are some blokes who look like Angelus, but they've got... *grimaces and looks very uncomfortable before muttering* _souls_.
I even met somebody who looked like me.
I'm not going barmy, am I luv?
...Well at least if I've gone round the bend I suppose we can be barmy together.
Oh Dru...will_aureliusNovember 28 2008, 18:28:19 UTC
Don't talk like that, love. You know I'll always want you. When I'm ready you know I'm going to strike out on my own and take you with me.
And we'll together in that little cottage you want, with the roses climbing the walls and the skulls lining the garden path, remember how we tell each other stories, sweetheart? The moon's not going to turn to ashes. It'll be a big, full moon, full of blood, all for us!
Angelus isn't going to have a soul, princess. What would he do with a soul? That must be some other Angelus. From another world, like. Don't you worry, Dru, _our_ Angelus is too clever for anything like that.
Angelus, with a Slayer? You're having me on, now.
But when I'm bigger, I'm going to get a Slayer for you, Dru. We'll mount her head on the wall like a trophy.
Yeh, darling, me and you, together forever and ever.
So many worlds. They're all mixing together. Like a crack in a window. Splintering. I can't see properly anymore.
Not Angelus. Not Daddy. Angel.
Oh, yes! Kill her! She'd make a beautiful trophy. We'd have to take out her eyes, though. I don't like her eyes. I can still see them. Looking at me. Looking at you. I wanted to kill her myself, but I was all broken.
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Of course there's always the chance you're not _my_ Dru. I've met some other people out here who look like people I know but they're not. There are some blokes who look like Angelus, but they've got... *grimaces and looks very uncomfortable before muttering* _souls_.
I even met somebody who looked like me.
I'm not going barmy, am I luv?
...Well at least if I've gone round the bend I suppose we can be barmy together.
-Spike (1883)
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And I'm always your Dru. Even when you don't want me. Even when the moon is turning to ashes.
They aren't Angelus. You've met the Angel beast. Daddy's gone now. The soul has swallowed him all up. The soul and the Slayer.
No. Close your eyes. Don't look. Don't look! You don't have to see. You don't want to see.
Together?
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And we'll together in that little cottage you want, with the roses climbing the walls and the skulls lining the garden path, remember how we tell each other stories, sweetheart? The moon's not going to turn to ashes. It'll be a big, full moon, full of blood, all for us!
Angelus isn't going to have a soul, princess. What would he do with a soul? That must be some other Angelus. From another world, like. Don't you worry, Dru, _our_ Angelus is too clever for anything like that.
Angelus, with a Slayer? You're having me on, now.
But when I'm bigger, I'm going to get a Slayer for you, Dru. We'll mount her head on the wall like a trophy.
Yeh, darling, me and you, together forever and ever.
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He didn't want it. They infected him.
So many worlds. They're all mixing together. Like a crack in a window. Splintering. I can't see properly anymore.
Not Angelus. Not Daddy. Angel.
Oh, yes! Kill her! She'd make a beautiful trophy. We'd have to take out her eyes, though. I don't like her eyes. I can still see them. Looking at me. Looking at you. I wanted to kill her myself, but I was all broken.
Cross your heart?
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