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

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Entry tags: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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[info]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.]

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[info]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—  ]

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[info]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.]

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[info]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. ]

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