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[madpsychic_vamp]

[On a normal sunny day, Drusilla had nothing else better to do but lie around and do nothing until the night came around, but not today. No, today she had a couple new dolls to play with that she was sure would amuse her until the sun set, and possibly even after then. Slowly and Gracefully, she walked through the complicated tunnels of the

Comments

[wallwritten]

[She hears something in the darkness.] Angel? [But how often does Angel walk so carefully? In more of a whimper:] W-Wesley...

[the_ex_watcher]

[Tenses, hearing it too, and murmurs as calmly as he can] I won't let anything happen to you, Fred.

[More loudly] Drusilla?

[madpsychic_vamp]

[Her bright red dress, and pale complexion no doubt begins to come into some sort of view, even in the pitch black darkness as she continues to walk forward. Stopping a few yards away, a torch attached to the wall is lit, and finally, light is penetrates the darkness. But then again, so does Dru's creepy grin as well as the doll in her arms.]

Comfortable?

[wallwritten]

'Scuse me for assuming and all, but I don't think that was your intention. [To make them comfy, she means.]