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Spike (chipswiththat) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2017-04-04 15:31:00

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ianto jones, jezebel mephistopheles, spike

422 - action
[ CLOSED TO IANTO ]

[ He went to bed with Jack the night before. It was an attempt, he assumes, to bring this whole thing together. The three of them as the three of them rather than separate parts held together by necessity. Everything was fine, nothing to report and he slept like the dead through the night and well into the morning, schedule still not completely shifted from back in the day when the sun was actually something to avoid.

It makes waking up all that worse. He can see just fine in the dark of course but the harsh light of day adds a certain something. Colours are more vivid, shifting from browning rust to deep cherry reds, soaking into the sheets and clinging to his skin and face and mouth-

He scrambles out of bed, finding himself alone in more than just a physical sense, shock settling in like a fist to the gut. ]

[ OPEN ]

[ Jack is special in more ways than one and that's why he doesn't settle, doesn't wait for the announcement to confirm it the next morning. He's cleaned up now, scrubbed raw but some things you can't wash away and he keeps his hands tucked deep into the pockets of his coat as he stalks the streets, head bowed and jaw set. The taste doesn't leave his mouth, brown flakes and red specks and smears remaining in the lines of his hands and under his nails no matter how much he cleans. Nothing dramatic and that's perhaps worse because it feels so real. He's a killer. He'll always be a killer. Some things you can't wash away. ]

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betrothell
2017-04-05 03:24 am UTC (link)

[There are some things Hell prepares you for. Some things that growing up there that you just don't realize aren't normal until you've lived outside of the inferno, so to say. One of those things happens to be the overwhelming smell of blood. A waft here, a waft there isn't that big of a deal but when the smell really sets in it has the chill of familiarity she wasn't expecting this fine morning. Especially straight through the walls of her apartment and at Spike's door as she walks past it. But he's a vampire, so maybe he spilled a bottle or two of fresh red? It could happen, right? But it's so just pungent she can't help but notice.

Later on she catches it again, wrinkling her nose and sourcing it straight to the blond himself. Her hands go to her hips and she cocks her head, looking him over.] You smell like blood. Not exactly surprising, but it's really strong.

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chipswiththat
2017-04-05 12:51 pm UTC (link)

[ His hands are shoved deep in the pockets of his coat, where he can't see them even if he can still feel the stickiness of drying blood clinging to his skin. Doesn't matter how hard he washes, it's clearly not going anywhere and by now he's resigned to the fact. Doesn't make it any easier, of course, especially not when he comes across Jezebel.

The judgment - imaginary? - stings like holy water. He keeps his head bowed, barely looking up at her. ]

I know. It's not coming off.

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	betrothell 2017-04-06 02:14 am UTC (link)
	What did you do? Spill your breakfast? [She has little idea what transpired and honestly, a cup of blood or a body spilt really doesn't phase her. Maybe it should. Yet it doesn't.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-06 02:43 am UTC (link)
	[ He flinches at her question, clearly not in the best headspace today. ] I don't remember. [ He hesitates but Jez would understand, she if anyone would understand. ] Jack's gone. I think I killed him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-07 02:04 am UTC (link)
	He's gone? [She cocks her head to the side and listens, thankful that twenty year day gave her a little more insight to the supposed workings of this place. Mortals weren't really mortals, they were little data packets, who tended to show up again after getting offed. Lucky, really. But 'gone'?] You think you killed him? What makes you think so? No body? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-07 03:24 am UTC (link)
	No body. Plenty of blood though. [ So that might explain a few things, like the smell she felt from his apartment earlier or from him right now or why he's so visibly shaken to his very core. ] Jack's - special. He doesn't stay down, so if he's up and about again I- I need to find him. [ Set things straight. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-07 03:34 am UTC (link)
	Ohhhh. [That knowing realization. Brows up though, she's attentive.] I mean, I don't remember hearing anything but I'm a Hell girl, I kind of learned to sleep through most bumps in the night. You haven't had any success calling him? Would you like some help looking? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

chipswiththat
2017-04-09 06:41 am UTC (link)

He's not answering. [ Which doesn't necessarily mean anything but that also leaves him too much room to speculate. Could be nothing. Could be everything. Could mean Jack's up and about and not interested in talking to him but why wouldn't he have reached out to Ianto by now? ]

I got it. [ He doesn't have it. ] But... if you could keep an eye out, that would be helpful.

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	betrothell 2017-04-09 03:00 pm UTC (link)
	Of course. I'll let you know if I see him, I promise. But you think maybe you - fed from him? Would he... could he have, you know? [Turned?] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-11 03:17 am UTC (link)
	[ Oh hey there's a chilling realisation he's been avoiding up until just now. If he had blood it'd be draining from his face. ] I don't know. Maybe. [ It's possible. ] If he did, people need to know. A soulless vampire without anyone around to keep him in check could kill everyone here. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-13 03:30 am UTC (link)
	Right. [She chews on her lip.] I know you have to keep looking but - are you okay? [Hello in there.] You look... shaken. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-14 03:05 am UTC (link)
	Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. Just peachy. [ Not peachy. The opposite of peachy. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-15 12:26 am UTC (link)
	The kind of peachy that's due in for a well needed hug? [Brows twist, she's concerned.] Because that much I can at least do, y'know... [incoming??] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-15 12:24 pm UTC (link)
	[ You know what? He'll allow it, because it's her and because he needs it and kind of because he doesn't think she'll leave him alone if he declined. He reaches out, beyond tired. ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

betrothell
2017-04-16 02:26 am UTC (link)

[She wraps her arms around him (somewhat surprised but still overjoyed she's allowed) and gives a warm, squishy squeeze. A hug that smells faintly floral and lingers, because she rests her head on his chest and takes in a deep breath. This is therapeutic, you know. Enjoy it please, Spike.]

It'll be okay. I promise. [Worse things, no matter what the thing, have occurred in Hell.]

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chipswiththat
2017-04-17 04:52 am UTC (link)

[ Despite what people might think, Spike fully believes in the healing powers of a hug. He's just never the recipient of these things and it's an uncomfortable situation to be put in. Still, Jez is so sweet and honest and she gets him which is the most important thing of all. So yeah, hug is fine. A brief one. ]

Don't make any promises you can't keep. [ Thanks. ]

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betrothell
2017-04-18 01:59 am UTC (link)

If it's not okay, I'll make it okay. That, I promise. [She squeezes him, her wings stretching out to emphasize her point.]

But... let me know how it goes. You know where to find me if you need anything at all. [Cover ups, first aid, some booze or cookies... all easily sought out next door. She's hesitant to release him from the hug so soon, simply loosening the embrace instead.]

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	chipswiththat 2017-04-20 08:11 am UTC (link)
	Alright. [ What did he do to deserve this little demon? When this is all over he should do something nice. Like teach her to make cookies that won't give you cancer. ] I should get back to it. Call me if you see him? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-21 01:54 am UTC (link)
	Will do. Call me when you find him, too. [When, not if. It'll work out, Spike. She promised it would!] He's probably the place you'd never think to find him. That's how it always is. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2017-04-22 02:09 pm UTC (link)
	I'll make sure to look in the fridge. [ See? He'll be fine. ] See you around, Jez. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	betrothell 2017-04-23 01:38 am UTC (link)
	Bye Spike. [She does a little wave, stepping back. Boy, she hopes you find Jack.] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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