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Tweak says, "Live long and prosper"

Spike (chipswiththat) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-01-11 14:30:00

Entry tags:

ianto jones, jack harkness, kitty pryde (aoa), malcolm reynolds, rebecca crane, sam winchester, spike

358 - voice + action
[ It's surprisingly early, for him. Vampire habits and all that, this transmission should happen later in the afternoon but it doesn't. He also sounds surprisingly drunk for it being this early in the day — effort was taken to reach this level of inebriety. It's clear in the tone of his voice, the stubborn lack of video, the briefness of the message. ]

Rose is gone. She was a good person even if you wankers didn't appreciate it.

[ And off goes the feed. He'll make his way to the graveyard with as many bottles of whiskey as he can possibly carry. Gotta start early in the day if you want to drink yourself to oblivion. Anyone coming across him can expect to find a fumbling mess of a man and more than one smashed bottle. ]

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	needmymp3 2016-01-11 10:05 pm UTC (link)
	[Why is she worried over undead men so often lately.] If I were to look for you later, any ideas where I'll find you? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-11 10:39 pm UTC (link)
	[ Those are the men you need to worry the least about. ] ...You know where to find me. Where I belong. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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needmymp3
2016-01-12 05:41 am UTC (link)

... Alright. Maybe I'll cross paths with you later.

[In fact, she'll keep her eyes open because it doesn't immediately click. Not until later that day when she starts putting two and two together about dead guys, graveyards and the fact she's come across Spike in them before. Poetic, aren't you? She did put a bottle of alcohol in her messenger bag for the day but when she approaches Spike she's still debating whether or not to contribute to his drunken status.]

Hey. [Soft.]

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	chipswiththat 2016-01-12 02:08 pm UTC (link)
	[ Hey, he tries. Life needs more poetry. He doesn't lift his head when he hears her come, just raises a hand in the most minimal of greetings. Of course she'd come find him. He didn't exactly tell her not to. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-13 06:52 pm UTC (link)
	[She wanders closer and while this is a morbid place, it's not really full of bodies (nor would that really discourage her if it was, she's had picnics in graveyards before) and so she doesn't hesitate in leaning up against a stone and letting her eyes flick him over.] What number's this bottle? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-13 08:55 pm UTC (link)
	You expect me to keep count? [ He hasn't. Some are empty, others are shattered on the ground. A rare few are full. Who can keep track? ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-13 10:47 pm UTC (link)
	[She steps closer, crunching glass under her heel before squatting down in front of him to get a closer look. She reaches out to touch his hair, grooming it back while tilting his head to try and get him to look at her. With a little sigh she pulls him into a light hug.] You look like shit. [Soft, concerned, and said while not letting go of him.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-13 11:04 pm UTC (link)
	Good. [ Then he looks the way he feels. He's not protesting the hug — it doesn't feel so wrong coming from Rebecca. She's a hugger. She's honest with her intentions. They've had good talks. ] I'm not going to say she's better off. She isn't. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-13 11:59 pm UTC (link)
	Neither are you. [She says, still holding on to him and ready to fight his self-loathing.] No matter how drunk you get, or stay, it'll be the same Spike. [Another little sigh, a squeeze and her chin on his shoulder because she doesn't want to repeat words. Words told to her before, or said about loved ones lost.] Rose is gone. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-14 09:01 am UTC (link)
	[ He brings an arm up to curl over her shoulders, an awkward and reluctant reciprocation. There's no protest, even if he doesn't agree — he's changed a lot since arriving here in practically no time at all and even though the soul is to blame for a lot of that, so is Rose. He isn't the man he used to be. ] Better hope you lot is right about the storage system. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-15 02:24 am UTC (link)
	[Another squeeze before her grip on him loosens slightly, but doesn't yet let go. For all the people she's lost, she doesn't need to ask why. But- she never really knew or asked about Rose that much.] She can't go back home, can she. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-15 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	If she does, she won't be there for long. [ So no, she can't go home. He doesn't remember if Rose ever said how long she had but it didn't sound like a lot of time. Moments, not years. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-16 08:30 am UTC (link)
	Shit. [She lets him go, finally, but shifts to sit next to him with her knees still drawn close.] We'll work something out. When we figure our way out of here Spike - we'll work it out. [...] I know that seems really far off and impossible but - fuck, I mean it. If we can hope to get out of here we can hope to help others work this shit out too. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-16 01:22 pm UTC (link)
	[ He turns his head, gives her a weary, dazed look. Getting out of here, sure... but bringing others with? It's a nice thought, but that's all there is. ] You really can't help yourself, can you? You sure you want to keep dabbling in things you don't understand? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-16 08:17 pm UTC (link)
	Trust me, this really isn't that much. [She hugs her knees, sighs.] Back home we have wacko space aliens and Pieces of Eden. Ever heard of the Apple of Eden? And by space aliens I mean... beings who existed before humans. They're their creations and they do a lot of things I don't understand but dabble in nonetheless. For the sake of the greater good. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-17 02:07 pm UTC (link)
	[ It feels like he should've heard of something like that, right down his alley of weird occult shit with overtly religious themes. Alas, it doesn't ring a bell. ] That's different from crossing dimensions, isn't it? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

needmymp3
2016-01-17 07:30 pm UTC (link)

I think - I guess? I'm not really sure. All I know is we're trying to find the POE before the Templars do. [She sighs. Life dump, apologies Spike.] The Apple's like some - mind control device. Really not something I should probably know about but I'm in that deep... suddenly escaping the Matrix here isn't that obscenely ridiculous, you know?

Still difficult but... what's a few more things to do on the way really going to hurt the progress.

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	chipswiththat 2016-01-18 06:30 pm UTC (link)
	[ He's not really in the mood for life dumps, doesn't even really care even on a good day. This does sound a lot like the things going on in his own world. Mythical artefacts. Secret societies. ] You're not doing a very swift job of that either, are you? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

needmymp3
2016-01-18 07:39 pm UTC (link)

Kind of sucks when you start making friends along the way. [Getting attached. Whether that means to redheaded boys she might never see again if she does succeed to sitting in a graveyard taking care of drunk vampires instead of - 'doing something productive'. Truth be told she's still on the conceptual phase of how the fuck you break out of a simulation from the inside but there's gotta be ways. Don't make her feel bad here.]

I want to say there's a lot going on but... [Hey, mind sharing the recent bottle? She reaches.]

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	chipswiththat 2016-01-19 05:17 pm UTC (link)
	[ Fine. He's probably had enough for now and if he wants more there's a literal endless supply. He hands her the bottle.] But there's nothing, right? How long until you lot give up and realize there's no way out of here? [ He's depressing when he's depressed. Fatalistic. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

needmymp3
2016-01-20 02:17 am UTC (link)

Realize... or accept? [She says after a long pause and a long drink.

She holds on to the bottle for a few more moments.] I realize it's a possibility. When I accept it is when I'll go mental and start trashing the place. Same goes for sitting on the line of whether or not this whole thing even - if it's just...

[glug] Sometimes the problem is not thinking about whether this place exists but whether or not... we do. Outside of it. Assuming someone makes a sophisticated enough AI warden to watch us- I mean, it's not far-fetched to say we're not all just creative parts of code too. [...] Once you get in too deep to realities and artificial worlds everything sucks ass.

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	chipswiththat 2016-01-20 09:51 pm UTC (link)
	You've had enough. [ He reaches for the bottle in a half-hearted gesture, but does not make any great effort to actually take it from her. ] Does it really matter, at the end of the day? You are what you are. You feel what you feel. No one can take that away from you. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-21 01:27 am UTC (link)
	[Hmph, she looks at his hand but before she gives the bottle back she takes another gulp for good measure.] So - then what? What next. [She slants a little, leaning toward his shoulder.] We sit and we feel like this. [... She wrinkles her nose, blinking a few times.] What was in that bottle? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-01-21 03:38 pm UTC (link)
	[ He takes a gulp for good measure, giving her a sideways glance. ] What, can't hold your liquor? I thought you were better than this. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	needmymp3 2016-01-22 04:22 am UTC (link)
	That or your mood's rubbing off on me. [But she sighs, laying her head against his shoulder.] Excuse me for not being undead. I can take more. [She reaches for the bottle to show.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)