OPEN LOG;

[rudolphofvamps]

Who: rudolphofvamps and YOU!
When: Some night; after sirens.
Where: in or around Fangtasia
Summary: Spike's first night of work, and it's just as dreary as he thought. Catch him at the bar or outside after hours.
Warnings: Plurk faces and general misery. Also Spike being a failure. AKA: THE USUAL X(

Comments

[kingofrooks]

[ He's technically on a break. By technically it means that he ropes one of the other guys to do his job while he skives off. The boss likes him (kinda) and it fits the image (kinda), so whatever.

Besides, he still needs to check this man out. He is one of those people who make the fourth wall cry on a regular basis, after all. ]

Yer enthusiasm for the job's catchin', Spike my boy. [ Long, low drawl. ]

Gimme my free drink.

[kingofrooks]

Sounds completely different from the books an' movies. But ain't that always the case.

[ He shrugs a little, lifts the whiskey, wets his lips with it- and looks very convincingly like he's sipping it, before he puts it back on his elbow. ]

Ya don't like it 'ere, do ya. Why?

[rudolphofvamps]

Oh, but there were parlor keggers. That part's right.

[He looks around, immediately uncomfortable.]

Don't like the sight of blood, that's all. [the driest tone]