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MarinaNova NPCs (marinanova_npc) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-10-03 11:32:00

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:mingle, aidan reilly, aigis, angelina burnett, charlotte charles, felix gaeta, hazel levesque, jack harkness, jezebel mephistopheles, kija, kitty pryde (aoa), malcolm reynolds, miranda lotto (au), nico di angelo, pavel chekov (au), peter parker (stnas), sarah williams, spencer reid, spike, wade wilson

DAY 396 — Rhyme Mingle

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chipswiththat
2016-10-07 06:10 am UTC (link)

(( ooc: this is pretty much perfect oh wow okay here we go. ))

[ Whether it's a way to protect himself or Jack or Ianto or all three of them, Spike has opted for letting Jack come to him for the time being. It's worked okay in the past and truth be told he's not sure what he'd even say if he was the one to approach Jack — fancy a shag? Let's get absolutely wasted and get this over with? Who even knows. Maybe he'd just punch him in the face and hope that counts as foreplay. Best not to find out.

He looks up as Jack enters the bar, expression one of genuine excitement. It's nice to feel happy about seeing Jack, like in the good old days. As if nothing is wrong at all, he responds: ]

You won't find me working nine to five, it's too much fun a being alive.

[ Let's get out of here. ]

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Yay!

foreverjack
2016-10-07 11:33 am UTC (link)

[Actually, however fond he is of flirting and innuendo, Jack's a great fan of the direct approach too. Any one of those approaches would probably work - hell, the punching one already would have done on several occasions if it had been possible under the wardens' rules!

As it is, that look of definite interest on Spike's face is good encouragement, although the reply he gets to his proposal makes him take a double take.]

Huh?

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	chipswiththat 2016-10-07 11:38 am UTC (link)
	[ Spike pauses mid-retrieving his coat to give Jack a look as if he's the one acting weird. This is perfectly normal, what are you talking about. ] Hey ho, let's go. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foreverjack 2016-10-07 11:44 am UTC (link)
	[It's really not normal. Especially not for Spike. Although he's heard a few other people speaking in rhyme or whatever today so he's quick enough to put two and two together.] Ah. Got hit by the rhyming fever, did you? ((OOC: Is he actually singing or just speaking the lyrics?)) (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-10-07 11:51 am UTC (link)
	[ He rolls his eyes and shakes his head, as if Jack is an idiot (true) and Spike has no idea what he's talking about (also true). ] Your brains are locked away but I love your company. ((ooc: Just speaking them, in the same tone as he would if he said real, not weird things! )) (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2016-10-07 01:27 pm UTC (link)

And you don't realise anything's out of the ordinary either. Right.

[Okay, perhaps not the best night to have picked, but what the hell. When is going to be a good time around here? At least he's been through enough of these things to more or less take it in stride.

Although he does pause to give Spike a scrutinous look.]

Just to check, you haven't been turned into a serial killer today, have you? [Then he realises how daft a question that is, to Spike, and chuckles at himself.]

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	this is so much harder than I anticipated (that's what he said) chipswiththat 2016-10-07 01:50 pm UTC (link)
	[ Yeah, that is a stupid ass question and Spike snorts in response, tugging on the coat and nonchalantly lighting up a cigarette before heading for the door. You coming or what? ] When there's no future, how can there be sin? We're the flowers in the dustbin. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Ha!

foreverjack
2016-10-07 04:37 pm UTC (link)

[That's just a touch too poetic for Jack - though he can see how such lyrics might appeal to the poet in Spike - but it does sound vaguely familiar, and he squints at Spike's back as he follows him out the door.

Then it comes to him, and he groans because, really, what could be more appropriate for Spike?]

Oh! Sex Pistols, right? [He may not have had much time for popular music, but some songs just get played a LOT and God Save The Queen is one of them.]

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chipswiththat
2016-10-07 05:19 pm UTC (link)

[ He rolls his eyes so loud, continuing out the door and yeah that was Sex Pistols but it was also him and in the moment, he sees little difference between song lyrics and what he'd say anyway. Except, this next part is a little more honest and heartfelt and also the Ramones. ]

Hey hey hey. Why is it always this way? I just want to be with you, I just want to have something to do

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foreverjack
2016-10-08 04:08 am UTC (link)

[It's amazing how loud Spike's eye rolls can be, he can actually hear them even he can only see Spike's back!

He shrugs, and decides to just go with it. This is who Spike is today; not much he can do about it!]

All right, I'll let it go. Where do you want to go? I was thinking perhaps somewhere with pool or darts or something- [So they don't have to just talk until they've at least got some alcohol inside them to ease the way] -but the only place I could think of is the arcade. I guess we could take our own alcohol?

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	chipswiththat 2016-10-08 05:16 am UTC (link)
	[ Jack is being weird today but whatever, when isn't he being weird. Spike shrugs and turns back to the bar, liberating a couple of bottles of whiskey from behind it. He can hang at the arcade, no problem, as long as he has something to drink. ] Hey, ho. Let's go. [ Amazing how emphasis can completely change the meaning of a sentence. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2016-10-08 04:16 pm UTC (link)

[He's not sure quite how well conversation is going to work this evening, but perhaps they won't need that much. Booze and pub sports should fill in for at least some of it.]

All right, let's get out of here. [He's quite relieved that they've got somewhere else to go, considering all the associations the Blood Shack has for Spike with Ianto. He really wants them to make this their own thing on their own terms.]

So, how've you been? Had a few relatively quiet days, haven't we?

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	chipswiththat 2016-10-10 01:21 pm UTC (link)
	[ They'll manage, somehow. Spike is in a pretty good mood, despite the weirdness and that's usually a decent sign that it won't be a terrible night. He shrugs in response - yeah, it's been quiet. He's not complaining, tho he does raise a brow at Jack. ] You're looking bored. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foreverjack 2016-10-12 09:26 am UTC (link)
	[That gets him a raised brow back.] Bored? Relieved, more like! We need a few quiet days in between all the things they fling at us! [Except... Well. He flashes Spike a conspiratorial grin.] Mind you, I can't say I don't miss the way it used to be at Torchwood sometimes. Never got a chance to breathe in between things most of the time, back then. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-10-13 12:44 pm UTC (link)
	[ That grin is met with one just like it, except perhaps more lopsided than conspiratorial. ] We like noise, it's a choice, it's what we wanna do. [ And then, almost confession-like. ] I don't work. I just speed. That's all that I need. I'm a lazy sod. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2016-10-13 02:47 pm UTC (link)

Got that right! We both like being in the action, don't we? [It feels good to be reminded of what they have in common.]

And hey, you're not lazy! Not when there's something you want, at least. You go after it tooth and nail! [A sidelong glance.] Like the way you've thrown everything at making this thing between the three of us work.

[And hey, here's the arcade, which is a good way to head off the conversation before it gets too serious.]

Pool, then? Or would you prefer something else?

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chipswiththat
2016-10-13 02:57 pm UTC (link)

[ He snorts, but Jack's not wrong — he has been working hard to make this as smooth as possible, harder than he ever thought he would. When he wants something, he goes for it with all he's got. It's kind of nice to hear that Jack understands that much, at least. ]

Let's go.

[ He grins, heading for the pool table and picking up a cue. ]

Fight for money, fight for fun? [ Wanna take bets? ]

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	foreverjack 2016-10-13 04:10 pm UTC (link)
	[He takes up the other cue and chalks it up, grinning at Spike over the top of it.] Sure! What do you want to play for? Strip pool? [Well, he's Jack. What did you expect?] Confessions? Truth or dare? Drinking game? [Speaking of which, there was whiskey, wasn't there? He snags one of the bottles Spike brought along and takes a swig.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	this will be interesting chipswiththat 2016-10-13 04:49 pm UTC (link)
	[ He ponders on that, absentmindedly twirling the cue in his hands — drinking game would be easy but it takes so bloody long and he'd prefer to drink any damn time he wants to. Confessions then, however he's going to convey that to Jack. ] Loose lips sink ships, they say but isn't it always that way? If you think you can, well come on man. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Indeed! foreverjack 2016-10-13 06:20 pm UTC (link)
	Confessions, then? [He grins, watching Spike twirl the cue, loving the edge of menace it gives him.] Miss a pot, make a confession? [As he flips a coin for the break off. (Don't ask me where he got a coin from in a money-less society!)] Heads or tails? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-10-14 03:25 am UTC (link)
	[ Hey, maybe he still had it from home or snatched it off Reid in an unguarded moment. He's sure holding on to some quarters still, for magic purposes. ] I kick you in the head. [ Heads. Heads. That's what he means. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foreverjack 2016-10-14 04:05 am UTC (link)
	[He gets it. Sure, talking would be easier without Spike's inner poet taking charge this evening (yes, he knows what they're quotes from, but it sure feels like poetry in that understanding requires extra concentration!) but he's managing all right.] Heads it is! [He gestures towards the table, pocketing the coin as he steps back.] Your break off. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-10-14 04:23 am UTC (link)
	[ Smirking, Spike takes the cue in a secure grip, leaning in to do the break. It's swift and forceful, like most things he does and sure enough, he does sink one — stripes. He lines up another shot and this time it misses, barely. Groaning he straightens up and looks at Jack — well? Are we asking questions or just making up our own bullshit? ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2016-10-14 04:58 am UTC (link)

[It's as impressive as he expected, given Spike's power and the amount of time he's presumably spent in establishments like this, whiling away the hours, and he nods his approval, taking another drink of whiskey because he suspects he's going to need it!

And then Spike misses his second shot, and he smirks at Spike's questioning face.

Then pauses to consider how to play this because the speaking only in quotes things could make this quite complicated. Will it be easier to interpret what Spike comes out with if he asks a direct question?

He shrugs.] How about I suggest a topic for you to confess something about? [That should cut down on the confusion. He grins.] Angel.

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chipswiththat
2016-10-14 05:21 am UTC (link)

[ Should've seen that coming really and it's a complicated topic to breach even if he knows what Jack is after — the sexy parts, of which there are very few. That one time, in the early days, out of boredom or perhaps it was all part of the young upstart yipping around the Alfa's heels. He had no shame in admitting that then, before Angel got his soul. He was Yoda. Angelus was everything and then he was nothing but pitiful.

It takes him a moment before he gets the words together. ]

I remember lying awake at night. There ain't no moonlight after midnight. There was fuck all else to do.

By Christ, you should've seen us.