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Angelus ([info]notliam) wrote in [info]ipswich_rpg,
@ 2009-12-24 21:30:00

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Entry tags:!fizzled, 2009 12, angelus, drusilla

RP: Snowy Evening
Who: Angelus & Drusilla - Open for Spike to tag if he wishes to find them
Where: Motel Six and the town
When: Post-dated, December 23rd, late evening - night
Rating/Warning: TBD
Summary: Angelus and Drusilla finding each other. Keeping her warm. Hunting
Status: Private, ongoing.

It was far from what Angelus wanted, the quaint little room with one bed and a television. It could be worse, powers that be know he's lived in far worse than this over his life. He's also lived in far better. Like having that mansion in Sunnydale or the hotel in Los Angeles. This would do for now, at least. He'd have to find somewhere that suited his tastes better soon though.

After sending the last message to Dru, he unlocked and cracked the door so she'd be able to get in easily before settling on the bed. He wanted do see how long it would take to have his Dark Princess track him down.



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[info]named_the_stars
2009-12-25 07:07 am UTC (link)
She was aware of him behind her, and she laughed, delighted, as she swung around through the snow, leaping and prancing and laughing all the while.

After a few moments of this, she did settle down and compose herself to act properly. To employ stealth and sneaking and all the things they needed to be good hunters.

Good hounds. "Ruff," she barked to her thoughts before she turned her attention toward a noise. There, scuffing their way through the park, a young lady. Not quite young enough, but food was food and she was hungry.

"Pretty all covered in snow and glitter," Dru purred to Angelus when he joined her. "Dinner or a toy?"

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