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[allbloodyhail]

[ THIS IS FORWARD DATED spike would usually do this up on video but given the chaos and just how shitty he looks-- oh, yeah, if you haven't seen spike in a bit there's a reason for it. he looks like death. literally. skinny, sallow, low-energy. he's not even quipping like he should be. he's scarcely been here ninety days, but without blood, he's not healing like he should. these demons are giving him the go around and he doesn't like it. so have a raspy english voice, sounding much tireder than usual, which really everyone should expect given the theme around here. ]

I'll tell you all, I've seen an apocalypse or two in my day. And this? This is a bloody disaster.

Floor 22, Room 17. I've got some weapons and hiding spots, but that's not what I'm on about. I'll see you all in the trenches anyway. [ he takes a breath, he might be smoking. ]

...This blood situation, yeah? For us vamps. [ pauuuuuse ] It's wrong, and I'll tell you why it's wrong. This might be a bloody big ship, but it's going to start seeming a whole hell of a lot smaller if we keep handing over human to them--us. To us.

I don't drink human blood, it's a life choice. Let's use an analogy. Now, I talked to an expert on the subject so let's call 'blood' ... 'heroin.' And let's call bagged blood something they call 'methadone.' That's a drug used to bring someone down off scag, if you didn't know. But it doesn't work, and neither does this. Drinking it from a bag? Well. Just makes someone want the real thing.

Over on the Cyllene, guy name of Jayne told me to look for Dr. Tam up in the med bay? But I'm sorry, doc, and anyone else who might have a hand in that concoction -- I don't trust it. Don't ruddy well trust anyone with a beaker and I've got good reason.

There's got to be another way.

[ he hangs up rather abruptly, it takes a lot to get a rise out of him like this. it took the perfect cocktail of starvation, sleeplessness, nightmares and demons from his homeworld but now he's here and he's mad. and yeah, no that's basically it. ]

Comments

loudly from off-camera

[kutte]

Did you just call him Papi?

[ skeptical as fuck ]

growled back!!

[allbloodyhail]

No. [ he's so convincing ]

don't u growl at him save that for papi

[kutte]

Why did you call him papi?

[ nothing jax has to say about this is flattering ]

You guys know each other?

but jax :c

[allbloodyhail]

[ he rolls his eyes right down to his shoes, embarrassed. ]

He made me, alright? He's what you might call, my vampire granddad.

[kutte]

[ vampire family trees are also weird. ]

So you call him Papi and he calls you what? Whippersnapper? Son?

[allbloodyhail]

[ goddddd he wouldn't expect you to understand, jax. but now he just feels ganged up on. everything sucks. ]

He prefers not to call me at all. [ he tries to make it sound like it doesn't affect him, but yeah. nope. not happening. ]

[kutte]

[ well fuck. spike can't he just mock you without feeling guilty!! ]

That kind of father?

[allbloodyhail]

Undeadbeat dad, through and through. [ he had to, but also because self-mockery is the only thing that'll get him out of this funk. ]

[kutte]

Fuck 'em then.

[ sons know all about deadbeat dads, vampires or not. ]

Let's go fuck up these things and then drink the rest of my whiskey.

[allbloodyhail]

Now you're talking sense.

oh dear lord

[slipperysoul]

[ his life. ]

I'd recommend ignoring at least half of what he says.

[kutte]

Whatever you say, papi.

[slipperysoul]

[ omg emotions jax this is every kind of not a joke SOBBING. ]

That's not really a term of endearment you want to be throwing around lightly.

[kutte]

[ angel he's been to prison he knows what it means when you call someone papi ]

Is it your thing?

[slipperysoul]

[ he has no idea what you could possibly be implying, this is traumatizing. ]

My thing?

[kutte]

I'm not judging whatever it is that you're into, man.

[slipperysoul]

What i'm into is staying as far away from Spike as I possibly can, exactly for this reason.

[kutte]

That's gotta be some fucked up history you guys got.

[slipperysoul]

Happens when you've been stuck with someone for almost 125 years. Things get complicated.

[kutte]

You gonna bitch about the blood selection too?

[allbloodyhail]

You don't know the half of it, mate.

[kutte]

Probably a smart move not to ask, I'm betting.

[allbloodyhail]

Oh, quit your bitching, will you? I didn't have to risk my own life and limb for you and bloody yours. [ for fred. he flinches. ]

[slipperysoul]

You did. I know. [ and he still fucked it up, okay? ]

[allbloodyhail]

...Angel. [ he can't deal with this right now. don't be nice to him!!!!!! ]