Who: Spike What: Venturing outside, using the Ring of Amarra -- maybe being mistaken for someone else? Where: Outside Aquilo When: Around 3:30PM Rating: TBA Open: Yes, loves~
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After looking around his room, well, glancing actually, Spike found that whatever he did actually own, was already here, strangely enough. Something about all of this just made him angry, because he felt like he wasn't the one in control, someone had moved him.
"Well, kidnapped is more like it," he said to himself, taking another look around the room before bringing his hand up and inspecting the beautiful ring on his finger. A smile playing on his lips, he continued staring at it as he made his way out of the apartment.
He hadn't even been able to test it out when he had gotten it, the last thing he remembered was staking Harmony and then taking it from her -- that was it, everything just went black after that.
Making his way down the staircase, passing by random strangers that possibly lived in the place, Spike couldn't help but feel incredibly hungry as he felt them walk by, almost hearing the blood pumping through their veins. Maybe he would go and have lunch, there were so many things he could do now, without the pestering light there to stop him, now, the sun couldn't even stand in his way.
Walking outside into the bright sunlight, he quirked a brow as he saw snow all over the place, "Bloody hell," he sighed, kicking a ball of snow away from him. Looking up at his ring again, he couldn't help but smirk, all those years of hiding under his jacket, running from the burning sun, his car with the blacked out windows, all of that was of the past.