"Well, now that's just... silly. I can't imagine how anyone here wouldn't like you. Plenty to like."
"Plenty to like," I echoed, confused. No one liked me around here. I wasn't that out of it. Unless -- I did a quick visual check, as good as any undead gal could do these days. "You think I'm fat don't you? This is you when you think you are being
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FUCK!
I floated up two levels, and saw Harm at her desk. Well, shit, I was really fuckin' lost then, if...
"What're you doin' there?" I asked, walkin' on over t'her as I tried t'remember why I'd been so brassed off at Percy recently and where the hell I'd been tryin' t'go... of course, once I leaned over the counter and saw the cleavage Harm had on display, I chuckled a bit.
"You look fuckin' hot today, pet," I grinned, wagglin' my eyebrows until I remembered I was a ghost. Huh. "Hey... you think if I get mad, like really mad enough, that I'll be able t'shag you? Only have t'have one part of me corporeal t'do it, after all."
It was a thought.
Then I saw Angel lookin' at Harm out of his office and glared back at her.
"Alright, fess up now. What the hell is goin' on between you and Angel? You realize its... uh... sexual discrimination, or harassment, or somesuch like that." Yeah! And I wasn't goin' t'stand 'round and watch a poor, defenseless, sexy, fuckin' hot piece of ass like Harm take any of that ( ... )
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"Getting a new desk!!!" I looked up at Spike, excited to share. "Angel totally agrees that that this one is too small." My hands moved through the air, wildly gesturing just how much space my new present would take up. "Isn't that awesome?"
"You look fuckin' hot today, pet."
I studied my keyboard for a minute, then clicked on the button I was pretty sure would make the whole invoice thingy print. Then Angel could sign it and that would be that. Yay me!
"Gee Spikey," I grinned at the sound of the printer doing its thing. "Thanks! It's nice to know that extra time this morning got noticed. It's not that I am late because I want to be. I mean, I do, but that is cause I only want to look my best for everyone. Ya know?"
"Hey... you think if I get mad, like really mad enough, that I'll be able t'shag you? Only have t'have one part of me corporeal t'do it, after all."
Huh. That was nice and all, but that was different from all the other times how? Cuase then it was mad at the world and only thinking with ( ... )
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Noddin', I looked at her desk. Huh. It did seem a tad bit on the smallish size, what with all the work the poor bint had t'do 'round here. Especially fetchin' and cleanin' for Gramps. Wasn't right. My eyes kept driftin' toward her tits, though...
"Gee Spikey. Thanks! It's nice to know that extra time this morning got noticed. It's not that I am late because I want to be. I mean, I do, but that is cause I only want to look my best for everyone. Ya know?"
"Uh-huh," I replied, lickin' my lips as I tried not t'grin at her. She was bein' awful cooperative today. Muct be all that otter blood - which, might I add, I was fuckin' missin' out on on account of this whole ghost-like business?
"There there. I am sure Fred will figure out how to fix you soon!"
Gave her my best pout. "Yeah, that's what she says only we haven't been able t'do much 'bout anythin'. Hellmouth and all that rot." I sighed and glared at Angel's office, watchin' him ( ... )
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Dictate -- cool word huh? I learned it on the job. Angel liked to dictate. And now Spike was saying he might 'like' me too? Angel I mean? My eyes went back to the office window, then back to Blondie Bear. It relly was mean of me to tell him what to do.
"Ok," I smiled softly. "You can look if you want. It's ok."
"Yeah, that's what she says only we haven't been able t'do much 'bout anythin'. Hellmouth and all that rot."
I reached out to pat his hand again. Poor thing. "I know, this Hellmouthy thing does really have everyone all freaked out huh? I am all -- worried about them?"
Ok, even I was suprised my that last part. I was worried? About, EVERYONE? That was like, a lot.
"You sure I can't do anythin' 'bout him?""Yes," I said firmly. "He is buying ( ... )
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