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Monday, May 17th, 2004
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9:24 pm
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Spike had left right after talking to Lindsey. Lindsey had told him a lot of things under the influence of a bottle of scotch that he shouldn't of.
Things that Spike really hadn't wanted to know.
All he'd wanted after that was to fight something. Preferrably something that was bigger and stronger than him that would tire him out and make him stop thinking. He'd picked on a gang of demons by the waterfront. It was everything he could ask for, a long, bruising fight that left him exhausted and battered and bleeding in a few spots.
Spike wondered why the hell his brain was still babbling when all he wanted was it to shut up.
He found his feet taking him to see Angel.
Bad idea he said to them, we'll just shout and scream at each other, I'm tired I want to go home.
He was going to see Angel.
current mood:  angry
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| Thursday, May 6th, 2004
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10:51 pm
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Spike was glad that Connor hadn't wanted him to go to the hospital with him. He was still feeling a little off from the crazy inducing figurine.
He'd broke damnit. Dru had won this round. Broke him like a little boy with her magic trinket.
He'd managed to work his way past a lot of that over the course of the day, acting more his usual brash self but he wanted to find Dru and pound it through her head her knight was not getting back on that pretty white horse she had waiting for him.
Spike moved out onto the balcony as soon as the sun went down and smoked almost non-stop while thinking. He was trying to suss out where Dru would be hiding. He wanted to find her rather than Angel, he knew Angel would kill her if her found her. He just wanted to rough her up a little, make her find some new chaos demon to play with.
He heard Connor come home and crushed out his cigarette to go inside.
current mood: cranky
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