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[bloody_willy]

Great. Back in the bloody hotel. Left Angel while he parked his car. Think he wanted to spend some time stroking the wheel or somesuch nonsense. Wouldn't bet against him using the motor to add more grease to his hair. What a wanker. Speaking of wankers, looks like I'm back in the game again. Just what I've always wanted, live with the group

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[__angel]

Scowling as Spike just went up and left, I went ahead and grabbed everything from the car before coming inside. Old files that I took, that probably don't mean anything now, but still, it could help right? Of course

[bloody_willy]

Five seconds and he's already giving lectures on the rules. Snorted in his general direction and opened up the weapons cabinet. Took out a lovely tossing axe and waved it toward him. "Was thinking I might sprint up and down the stairs starkers with this while chewing some gum. Wait, that'd be against the rules to eh Pops?"

Threw the axe back with the rest of his manly toys and shut the doors. Don't want him getting all bent about me playing with his pecker. "Just tell me where to sleep, farther from the slayer the better. Quicker I can get out of dodge, better that'll be too." Eyed the room off to one side, could hear Percy and Gunn goin on about something. Looked like the band was getting back together.

[__angel]

What was he doing? I didn't want him picking up my weapons, they were put away in an order and now ... why is he waving that around? Giving him a questioning look, I watched him carefully and rolled my eyes when he said he was thinking about running, or I should say, sprinting up the stairs ... He was such a kid and it was true. I had two children, him and Connor ... but, I haven't seen Connor in awhile since he decided to go back to school. Where he belongs

[bloody_willy]

Glared at the git as he went to rambling about where to sleep and where not to sleep. Almost hear the rusted up wheels in his head creaking around as he started to think of me shaggin with the slayer.

"Tell you what, since I don't need you playing peeping Angel while I'm trying to get a bit of shut eye I'll sleep in your room, you can enjoy the comforts of a chair. Or guard her door for all I care."

Checked the pocket of my duster for my flask before heading up the stairs stomping my boots for all they were worth. Besides, knew the poof had a king sized bed. Not sure why, isn't exactly like he gets much use for it.