Who: Spike
Where: Basement, Hideout
When: Oct. 15th
invited: Xander
It wasn't often that the basement came equipped with a colonial billiards table carved out of of maple.
Overall, it was a nice setup, obviously some rich-body's toy room. Fully stocked bar. Large screen television with surround sound. Home gym. Sweeeeet...
Even half-starved and
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He picked up a cue as he once again looked around the basement. The television was such a beautiful thing, its a shame there was no real electricity to speak of, or cable for that matter.
As Xander walked around the table, he watched the slender blond vampire. True, Spike had killed slayers before, he had all the women, he even dressed "cool", but something about him on the porch actually concerned Xander, although he couldn't place what bothered him. Maybe it was the lack of insulting, nah he probably just didn't want Buffy to tell him to get out of the hideout.
"So, how long you been playing secret agent man? We were pretty sure you were wrapped up as Will's toadie." Xander walked over, and set up the cue ball as Spike racked the balls.
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blink blink...
Oh, right. He'd been undercover toadie to Red.
"Pretty much right from the time she went bad," William volunteered, thinking that some open courtesy at this juncture might go a long way toward mending bridges with Xander. Of course, he was innately polite.
Spike scowled. "Through Glory, I stayed loyal. Slayer was dead, and I remained true. You really think Red has anything to offer that could buy me?"
Rhetorical question. Of course Xander did.
Apparently, the boy had, along with all of the others. Even Buffy had had her doubts, and she'd been the one who'd asked him to do it. It was typical of the White Hats to make assumptions, and with him, it was always of the worst.
Spike removed the triangle from the balls. "Go ahead and break. You're gonna need the head start." He smirked.
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"Nah, I didn't think Will..", there was a hesitation in his voice, "Could offer you anything you would want, except maybe a bit of fun."
Xander was feeling a bit bad for assuming the worst. After all, Spike hadn't done anything towards them for a long long time, and now with the soul thing maybe he was truly a good guy, and not someone who just took advantage of the situation.
Xander looked at spike intensely. "Does it hurt?.. You know having a soul?", he cringed a bit, hoping that wasn't too dumb of a thing to ask.
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"You ok Spike? I mean don't get me wrong, I don't mind getting a better chance to win and all, but you seem sick, are you physically ok?"
Xander looked at Spike, realizing that maybe that was another symptom of his identity problem. "Maybe there is a spell or something that could help." Xander's face actually betrayed a little bit of compassion for the vampire.
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So, the boy hadn't yet sussed out that something strange was affecting them all? Harris had never been particularly astute, but this was so obvious that the vampire had figured it could escape no one's notice for long.
"Something weird and whacky in the air," William explained, scorning his demon's arrogance. "For Buffy it's greed, I'm barely awake most of the time, Giles..."
He stared at Xander. "Nevermind 'bout Giles. Haven't you noticed anything odd going on with you?"
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I have been angry, but this is long in coming, the bitches will pay.Xander's anger started to build again as he thought about it. The time with Spike had distracted Xander, but he remembered now. The dull thudding had begun in his ears again, he pushed it back down ( ... )
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Sloth.
Greed.
Lust.
Now wrath.
William thought that maybe he discerned a method to the madness.
So long as it wasn't focused at him, Spike wasn't too concerned. "Right on," he intoned, watching dispassionately as Xander sank a ball. "You show them girlies. Gettin' your revenge on."
"Who is on your list?" William asked. "Just out of curiosity?"
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"So Anya, how is the revenge business going?" was all he could blurt.
How could he have been such a jerk to her, he kept thinking back and flipping through his mistakes, each time they seemed larger and more obvious. He could feel his anger at himself building, he tightened his bandaged hand into a ball, letting the wound remind him of what he was responsible for
I will take care of that in the end, but I need to finish other business first he glanced back into the darkness in the basement, so much work to do before he could finish it. He started tallying his list, when he remembered Anya was there. The anger subsided and all he could do was stare at her, missing her.
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Also, Spike thought that his unusually astute hearing detected the sound of mice scratching in the walls...
"Get over there and apologize while you're makin' an arse of yourself anyway," Spike told Xander, putting a hand on the boy's back and delivering a solid shove.
Self-conscious, wondering if he should leave...or at least offer to sleep on the other side of the room, William stared fixedly at the pool table, and took a lousy shot, which failed to sink a ball, thus ending the vampire's run.
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