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

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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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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-24 10:45 pm UTC (link)
"I'm usually the one leaving."

He admits that much, at least. This is new for him. With Dru, he could at least chase her down and try to win her back but here? He can't do shit. With everything that's happened since he arrived, with chips and souls and losing practically everyone he could call a friend or at least an ally, he's worn down to the bone.

He's not sure why he's continuing. Blame the exhaustion, the booze, desperation, whatever the hell you want. Either way, he's saying more than he ever intended to.

"...I asked Ianto to stake me."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-27 08:17 am UTC (link)
"Lucky you," he says ironically, to the first part, though it's not actually ironic at all - he seriously envies Spike that element of his past. Since he met the Doctor, he's always seemed to be the one left behind.

And then he sucks in a breath at the depth of revelation in that last part. Ianto didn't tell him that.

Spike might be expecting a flippant, "What stopped him?" or something along those lines, but he doesn't get it. Instead, Jack gazes at him with genuine concern. "It's really that bad?"

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-27 04:00 pm UTC (link)
Spike gives Jack a weary glance before turning his attention dome-wards, to the projected sky, the wet depths behind it. Wasn't that long ago that he felt like if he could only break through the glass, he'd find freedom. Now, what's even the point of trying?

"...I have nothing left here."

Energy, enthusiasm... sanity. Rose anchored him, kept him on the right side of the edge even when he was teetering dangerously close during those first weeks with a soul. She gave him humanity without being human, gave him something to focus his efforts on.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-27 05:09 pm UTC (link)
He watches Spike for a long moment, and then lets out a long breath as he gets it. He's been there - god, has he been there. Alone in the dark with everything he was living for gone and nothing to hope for except more of the same. And knowing there was no way out because he couldn't die.

He hadn't realised that now, here, similarly immortal, others might come to feel that way too.

"My advice?" he says, in his voice a depth of old guilt and tiredness Spike probably hasn't heard before. It's not stuff he's currently dwelling on these days, but that doesn't mean it's not still there underneath, waiting for the next time he loses everything he holds dear.

"Crawl into that bottle and stay there just as long as you can. It's not going to get any better."

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-28 02:40 pm UTC (link)
"That's the plan."

He says dismissively, knowing even in this darkest of dark moments that it's not true. He'll drink now and then he'll pick himself up in a couple of days and go back into the fray. It's difficult here what with his lack of purpose and his complete lack of faith in the Defense Force actually doing anything worthwhile (can't even strike up an alliance to kill time) but he'll think of something. There's no keeping him down for long.

There's something else here though, a spark of curiosity and a memory of a time pre-soul when he and Jack actually got along pretty damn well. They had something going for them then and what with him and Ianto becoming such unlikely comrades, it seems weird to not at least try. What does he honestly have left to lose?

"...That what you're thinking?"

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-28 10:51 pm UTC (link)
He can see that spark light up, however briefly, and he's more relieved than he thought he'd be to see it. And if it takes sharing some of his past to help Spike engage again, then so be it.

He shakes his head. "I'm okay now - here. I've got Ianto. But back home - those new memories they stuck in my head? Almost two years since he died, and okay, I'd finally made my way out of the bottle, but I wasn't exactly skipping around sniffing the roses either. And the first six months or so, after he died? I spent pretty much all of them either inside a bottle or someone else's bed, just trying to forget."

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-28 11:20 pm UTC (link)
"You lot really do try to solve everything through shagging."

He's not sure if it's an attempt to lighten the mood or an unsuccessful jab at Jack's somewhat one-track mind. Whichever it is, it's not unkind. He sighs, propping himself up a little straighter and swaying drunkenly as he does so.

"This isn't my first rodeo... when Dru left, I drank enough to set myself on fire." A true story told badly. "But back then I could do something. I could at least fight to get her back, or-"

His voice cracks, raspy, partially because losing Dru broke him irreparably and partially because he has a vague memory of the future and losing someone else. The bravest person he's ever met, the most selfless woman in the world. He wishes he'd known all that when she was still here.

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-29 09:30 pm UTC (link)
"Nah, the sex thing is mostly just me," he admits, grinning a little. "It's my comfort blanket. Physical contact, closeness giving the illusion of intimacy, without actually having to share anything real if you don't want to? It's got me through a lot of bad times."

He watches Spike sway, ready to reach out and steady him if he needs it. And quirks a curious eyebrow. "How can you drink enough to set yourself on fire?"

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-29 10:40 pm UTC (link)
"Huh. I just stick to whiskey."

And sure, Harmony might've filled that void for awhile but that was still a committed, monogamous relationship even if he hated her guts almost as much as he loved Dru's. He doesn't stray, doesn't dabble... has never genuinely flirted with this many people before arriving in Marina. Spike is a one-woman man and maybe that's why he and Jack don't always get along. Fundamental differences.

"And you drink enough to forget about the sun." He lifts a hand, turning it over. There's no scarring to speak of but wow did it look bad for awhile. "I don't recommend it."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-30 09:14 am UTC (link)
They do have some big differences about how they approach relationships, yeah. Though Jack would argue that Spike does seem to have been branching out a little lately...

"Ah, I see." He looks down at Spike's hand, trying to see the scarring, but mostly thinking beyond that. "Where staying out all night really could kill you! Must be hard, never being able to go out in the sun."

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-30 11:36 am UTC (link)
Rejecting makeouts does not mean branching out. Shush.

"Eh, you get used to it. Make good enough use of the sewer system and you can get almost anywhere you need to be." As long as you're in a city, of course.

"I had my strategies. It's not impossible to be out during the day."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-01-30 09:42 pm UTC (link)
No of course not. What was he thinking?

"Yeah, okay, you could get about, but... not to be able to sit still and enjoy the sun, feel the heat of it on your skin? I'd find that hard to live with."

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-01-30 09:45 pm UTC (link)
"Jack, I'm dead. I don't feel temperatures the way you do."

Sure, he feels a difference but it's not nearly as sharp. He doesn't need to bundle up in winter and even during the sweltering California summers he's comfortable in his leather duster.

"Not like I have much of a choice, either way."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-02 04:04 pm UTC (link)
"I guess." He'd forgotten, in the time since the swap, but he does remember how some senses, like taste and temperature, seemed toned down while others, like hearing, seemed ramped up.

"I wonder if that's what being cold-blooded feels like?" He grins a little. "Does that make you literally cold-blooded as well as metaphorically?"

Possibly too philosophical a question for someone who's spent the entire day drinking, but he can't help sharing his little joke.

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-02 04:51 pm UTC (link)
Way too philosophical. He gives Jack a weary, unsteady look.

"I'm not a snake." And then, in a cloud of inebriation and heartbreak, he allows his mind to go down a weird and unfamiliar road. Leaning forward, he lowers his voice into a growl, feral and enticing. It's been awhile since he tried to get under Jack's skin in a non-lethal manner.

"Why don't you see just how warm blooded I am for yourself..?"

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-03 09:40 pm UTC (link)
Jack lifts an amused eyebrow. "Not a snake, yet you're acting out the role of the serpent, trying to lead me into temptation? Have to point out: I don't normally need to be led!"

This is him making a big, big effort not to let that growl and that proximity have too much of an effect on him. Or, if they are, to deflect attention from it with humour.

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-03 09:44 pm UTC (link)
"Wouldn't be much of a demon if I didn't get biblical from time to time."

This is too much fun and if there was ever a night where he needed all the fun he could get his hands on, this is it. He's not really looking for any other result than a flustered Captain Harkness and if Jack would actually take him up on this, chances are it'd turn to blows more than anything. Still... no harm. So far.

"How about it... why don't you stake me? I know you've always wanted to."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-07 04:45 pm UTC (link)
He laughs, mostly just relieved to to be back in familiar territory. He may not be particularly good at being a shoulder to cry on, but innuendo? That, he can do.

"Can't help thinking a good "staking" might do you the world of good right now," he agrees, still slightly breathless from Spike's proximity and the force of that powerful personality turned, however drunkenly, on him. Even if he has no intention of actually staking Spike (in any way), he can't deny he's always wanted to.

He leans in a little closer himself, mostly just to see what Spike will do with it. "Is that what you want, Spike?" he asks, blue eyes bright in the darkness. "A drunken staking in the graveyard to take away the pain?"

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-07 04:56 pm UTC (link)
"Wouldn't that be a way to go."

He chuckles, dryly, eyes focusing with some effort on Jacks. For a moment he wonders if he should go with it, see what happens, at least kill an hour or two which is the best he can hope for right now.

"That would be the ticket, wouldn't it... maybe it'd even be enough to get me out of here." A proper staking, a piece of sharp wood through his unbeating heart. It'd only be fair if Jack was the one to do it, now that Ianto's refused. A poetic ending to a messy relationship, St George finally slaying the dragon for good.

His eyes flicker down to Jack's wrist, whether the band is visible or not. It's a gesture.

"Shame."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-08 08:11 am UTC (link)
"There'd be a certain poetic justice to it, yeah," he agrees dryly, watching Spike, because he can see behind the banter that there's a real desire to just die there. It's not something he's prepared to give, even temporarily.

He follows Spike's glance down to his wrist and then looks back up at him, smiling faintly. "I'm not going to stake you, Spike," he says gently, very close now, intense blue eyes on intense blue eyes. "But I will give you this."

And he cups the back of Spike's skull with one large hand and pulls him in for a kiss. Gently enough that Spike can easily pull back if he wants to, but firmly enough to demonstrate that he wants it, and at least as much to comfort and distract as because he's always had the hots for Spike.

Even if Spike does pull away, or head-butt him or whatever, he'll still count it a victory in getting him to actually feel something again.

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-08 10:13 am UTC (link)
It's not what he expected. Not the kiss, that he kind of saw coming, but the gentleness of it and damn if it doesn't undo him completely. Underneath it all he's still a man, building walls with machismo and ruthlessness but a man nonetheless and he's so tired. Everything he's gone through in the past century doesn't measure up to what a few measly months here has done to him and it's the loneliness that gets him, blinding, relentless, more so now that he can't go back to the flat and have someone there.

It's empty and he's never going back.

So he doesn't pull back, not immediately, just lets it happen and when he does break the kiss it's not to punch or snarl or anything. Instead he leans his head on Jack's shoulder, forehead pressed heavily against the other man as if the weight of being alive is just about to crush him. And then a protest, like an echo.

"I'm drunk."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-08 03:10 pm UTC (link)
Huh. Perhaps he's not quite as bad at this comfort-giving business as he thought. When Spike doesn't pull away, he makes the kiss warmer and deeper, not demanding but wide and deep and generous, giving of himself as he always does.

And then when he eventually has to break for air (becuase one of them still has to breathe) and Spike's head ends up on his shoulder, his hand curls around Spike's neck to show him it's okay to stay there, and he drops a soft kiss onto stiff, bleached hair to show Spike he's not alone.

And laughs softly at the words that come out. "Yes, you are. Let's get you home, eh? So you can sleep it off in comfort."

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-08 03:22 pm UTC (link)
He shakes his head - no. No, that would be a terrible idea. He doesn't want to sleep in that bed tonight, surrounded in her scent, knowing fully well she won't be there when he wakes up in the morning.

"'m not going back there."

He straightens up a little, wobbily, reluctantly withdrawing from all that comfort and pheromones. It'd be nice to stay like this but Ianto is still in the dome and there are rules and he can't promise he won't do something horrendously stupid tonight simply because he can.

"It's fine out here. Not the first time I've slept in a graveyard."

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[info]foreverjack
2016-02-09 12:13 pm UTC (link)
He's as reluctant to let go of Spike as Spike is to move, and it really is mostly about empathy and having been there himself and knowing just how much having someone there who understands can help.

He nods at the explanation for not wanting to go home, remembering his own desperation to be anywhere but Cardiff after the events of the 456 and losing almost everyone he loved there, but gives Spike a bit of a look at wanting to sleep in the graveyard.

"I promised Ianto to make sure you're okay. You sure you wouldn't prefer a bed somewhere? Plenty of empty apartments here, after all. Hell, there's even a spare room in ours if you want?"

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[info]chipswiththat
2016-02-09 02:22 pm UTC (link)
He frowns a bit at that suggestion. The thought of staying in a new, unfamiliar apartment on his own and crashing at Jack and Ianto's seem terrible compared to just remaining out here for the foreseeable future. Staying with them is especially bad, the makings of a disaster (or a very sexy sit-com).

"Nice enough night for it. I'll be fine here." He gives Jack a somewhat puzzled look.

"Just where do you think I sleep back home? It's not like I got a flat... I've spent more time in mausoleums and sewers than a bed."

At least over the last couple of years, when he's become less and less picky. When he was with Dru he'd make the effort to steal a four-poster but they still lived in abandoned factories and ruins, rent-dodging squatters, one step up from being homeless in the street. Thus is the life of a vagrant vampire.

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