[RL with Shiro]

[effulgentxx]

Spike was waiting outside his crypt, one hand in the pocket of his jacket and the other flipping the lid of his lighter opened and closed. A cigarette dangled from his lips, but he wasn't really concentrated on it. He was waiting. He'd had a couple different offers from that community he couldn't stop browsing, and maybe someone should show up

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[thered_man]

Shiro had managed to find someone to bring her to the stranger's. She was too curious for her own good, sometimes. Gullible and naive... some things she just didn't get. But that was okay. She was happy that way. She lived happier than most people.

When she saw the familiar face she waved, a music player in her hand and headphones in her ears. "Stranger!"

[effulgentxx]

"Hello, hello," Spike said, pushing away from his crypt and walking over, stepping around headstones. "Look at you." He smiled.

[thered_man]

She flashed him a grin. "Shiro's Grampa sleep, so Shiro came to see stranger!" She explained. A part of her, locked away and hidden from herself, smirked at the thought. Grampa wasn't asleep. Grampa was dead, and she had killed him.

[effulgentxx]

(What the hell! The little sadist!)

"Delightful," Spike drawled, sucking on his cigarette. "Like what you see yet here in the ol' Hellmouth?"