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[freeconnecticut]

Spike glared at the harsh sunlight filling the canyon. He hated it. No, more than hated it. He loathed it. Loathed it with the passion of a thousand vampires, hissing and spitting their way back to the shadows

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[freelancer_w]

"I'm thinking we should bury them, what do you think?" In his arms were various and randomly taken tank parts.

Spike had wanted more participation in Wyoming's life, why not ask in matters that concerned them both?