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Spike (chipswiththat) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2014-05-10 22:43:00

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alex karev, anya jenkins, deanna troi, helen magnus, martha jones, nico di angelo, piper halliwell, spike, ton phanan, zatanna zatara

270 // open action
[ Sooner or later, you run out of patience. You grow bored, antsy, you find yourself pacing like a wild animal in a cage, yearning desperately for something to happen just to break the monotony and sure, spending a day with lungs full of air and a heart full of beating was fun but not enough to even begin to ease that itch. The demon in your chest is clawing against ribs, screaming for blood, for fire and death and chaos. For the good old days. For something — anything — that makes you feel alive despite being a walking corpse.

He's got his body back. The chip has been out for ages and he finally retrieved his signature coat, Nikki Wood's coat, the very thing that reminds him of past glory, of the road taken to get this far. William the Bloody, Spike, the Slayer of Slayers. One step away from becoming a living (well) legend and now he's stuck here, chained like a dog in the backyard with the threat of a besoulment hanging over him like a guillotine. He's not going to take that lying down. He's not just going to wait, not when there's blood to spill.

It's late when he hits the streets of MarinaNova Asylum, dark shadows lending a perfect cover as he stalks through the sectors. Hunting. He will not go through this quietly. ]

((ooc: open to actions of many varieties, tho I'm definitely looking for victims. Successful and unsuccessful attacks all welcome. Hit me up on plurk or email (baratiesbest@gmail.com) if you want to plot or have questions! Please remember any hospitalization comes with an injury punishment AND an assault charge for Spike, so let me know if your character ends up in the hospital! ))

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chipswiththat
2014-05-11 10:35 pm UTC (link)

[ Drifters are always an easy kill — more often than not they're someone no one will miss. Runaways, drunks, hobos... anyone out alone this late at night is practically begging to disappear. Of course, things are a little different in prison. Not much, but a little.

Young boys isn't his favorite meal, but it'll do. Keeping close to the wall, Spike stalks closer under the cover of darkness. ]

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nico_di_angelo
2014-05-11 11:32 pm UTC (link)

[He's been here twelve days. It's not a lot. But it is. He was worried about becoming complacent, losing his edge. Forgetting. And in a way, he has. A few days without practice makes him feel slow. Over a week? Forget it.

But the hairs rise on the back of his neck. He tells himself there are no monsters down here. It's just remnants of a nightmare trickling down. Even so, he hunches into his jacket and quickens his pace and wishes for a sword.]

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	chipswiththat 2014-05-12 06:31 pm UTC (link)
	[ If he had a pulse it'd be quickening at the way the boy is so clearly spooked. It makes it all the more exciting and he ups his own pace, moving until he can step in the way of the others path. ] Well, well... out for a late night stroll? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

nico_di_angelo
2014-05-12 07:41 pm UTC (link)

[He stops and jerks back, hand flying to his side and closing on empty air. Right. No sword. Okay. Could have been a rash decision anyway. What did Mother say about pulling weapons on people - even people who block your path in the middle of the night? Nothing at all. She was murdered. Focus.

He squares his shoulders and draws himself up, as tall as his small stature will allow, and narrows his eyes.]

Something like that. Were you following me?

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	chipswiththat 2014-05-12 09:08 pm UTC (link)
	If I was following you I'd be behind you now, wouldn't I? [ That's a yes. Yes he was following. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-12 09:26 pm UTC (link)
	[Probably just a jerk with too much time on his hands. It's late, and Nico's not in the mood for conversations or bullies or whatever this is.] What do you want? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-14 10:49 pm UTC (link)
	[ Oh yes, that's definitely what he is. Nothing dangerous at all. Nope nope. ] What does anyone want at this hour? [ A low, predatory purr. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-14 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	To be left alone or to cause trouble. And if you don't mind, I wasn't looking for company. [He takes a step to side, as if to move around, though he's starting to doubt himself. Feel uneasy. Maybe his his first instincts were right.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-15 01:46 pm UTC (link)
	Ah, but I do mind... you see, I'm here to cause trouble. [ And with that marvellous introduction he shifts into gameface, lunging for the boy in an attempt to knock him over. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-15 04:16 pm UTC (link)
	[Always trust your instincts. He can't grab for the shadows fast enough. There's impact, and his grip on them is lost. He hits the ground, dazed. (He should spend more time training and less time moping on the beach.)] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-15 04:56 pm UTC (link)
	[ This isn't the ideal place to continue but beggars can't be choosers — the boy is smaller than the opponents he's usually busy fighting though and that makes pinning difficult. He makes a valiant effort to wrestle the other into submission. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-15 05:20 pm UTC (link)
	[He's small, and he's bony. He twists and with one arm, he tries to jab an elbow wherever he can. He presses the other into the ground, momentarily forgetting he can't call on the dead here.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-15 06:40 pm UTC (link)
	[ Practically not worth the fight but blood is blood and adrenaline is never a bad thing. The elbows are annoying though, knocking him off his game. As for calling the dead... well. He is one. Who knows how that would've worked out. He snarls, fangs bared and ready to bite at whatever he can reach. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

nico_di_angelo
2014-05-15 07:03 pm UTC (link)

[Oh. Fangs. Fuck. Getting away would be good now. Shadows. Hard to travel with someone pinning you down. Don't want to bring him along. Need to calm down, concentrate. Also hard to do when someone is trying to bite you. Calm down, calm down.

The shadows collect around him. Just a little more.]

((ooc: derp. he should have sensed Spike was dead from the start. he was off his game tonight.))</small>

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	chipswiththat 2014-05-15 08:33 pm UTC (link)
	[ The gathering shadows register in a prickle at the back of his neck but just like Spike isn't good at realizing he's about to get clobbered with a fire axe, he's not about to get out of the way of whatever Nico's working up to. ] Would you lie still?! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-15 08:44 pm UTC (link)
	No thanks. [He tries two things at once. The first is slapping a hand on Spike's face and pushing, because keeping those teeth away from his person seems a pretty good idea. The other is wedging a leg between them and attempting to get some distance between them.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-15 09:16 pm UTC (link)
	[ As far as pushing Spike clean off the boy it's not very effective — he may be short but he's not all that thin — but it is doing wonders to slow down the process. Increasingly aggravated he wrestles to get the boy's arms out of the way, finally getting an opening to sink his teeth in his bare neck— ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nico_di_angelo 2014-05-15 09:38 pm UTC (link)
	[He was a breath away from escaping into darkness. But then there was pain and he gasped and thrashed, but this time his hold on the shadows didn't slip. He held on to them with both fists. They threaded around him and yanked him away into nothing.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2014-05-16 02:56 pm UTC (link)
	[ Few things are as disappointing as having your dinner yanked out of your mouth just as you're getting the first sweet taste of it — there's an awkward fumbling and a yelp as he only barely manages to prevent smacking his face in the pavement. ] Bloody magic. [ Almost drowned in a mouthful of snarl. ] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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