11943/And another dead big bad wanna be

And another dead big bad wanna be
Date of Scene:	07 August 2020
Location:	Spike's Sub-Basement, Hugo Building
Synopsis:	Willow dropped in to check on Spike and he got a little insight into the darker nature of Willow.
Cast of Characters:	Spike, Willow Rosenberg

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Spike has posed:
     As vampires go Spike is usually not too hard on the eyes. Walking around with swelling around his eye, a somewhat closed stab wound in his leg, and surly look on his face tells most that he's not had the best of nights. His cifarette is mostly burnt out and he is resting on the couch trying to settle down from the post fight let down.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow comes to the apartment with a half bag of bagels, and she doesn't ring the bell, just let's herself in. "Can you eat bagels? Only cream cheese, but if you like you can have some." She takes one for herself. "Zach was hunting for apartments. Some girl was with him."

Spike has posed:
     He looks up and watches you wander into the room. He smirks a little bit and shakes his head,"I can eat whatever I like love." he assures you with a shrug,"It sounds good. Ignore a few of my current woes." He nods as she move on about the aparment hunting,"Good on him. Nice to have company I wager."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Really? Buffy thought he was in love with me." Willow doesn't tell him what she thought, after all, she wasn't in love with him. Still, it stung. The bag is passed along, two bagels remain. "Do I want to know what this time, or are you going to beat around the bush?"

Spike has posed:
     "Maybe he is." Spike comments with a shrug,"If so then it should be you going hunting apartments and getting the curtains picked out." he teases mildly,"As for the what this time the vampire that had Buffy worried about Dawn is dead and the vast majority of his crew along with him."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"If so, shouldn't it be the other girl who chose curtains?" D'uh, not Willow. "I bought him a present for him. We're gonna.. you know what? No wonder Buffy is finding other friends to hang with." Whoever, that last bit stands out. "Dawn? Oh."

Two things: Buffy didn't inform Willow about Dawn, and, Dawn was in trouble

Spike has posed:
     "Maybe he's trying to draw you into a circle of jealousy. Trying to get your attention." he suggests. He takes a bagel and picks it apart as he eats it,"As for Buffy finding other friends, I don't know. Maybe you two just need to..." he pauses and there is a smirk and he doesn't finish that thought,"...Dawn is always in trouble. I swear that's the case all the time no matter what. It's in the DNA or something."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"I know. Buffy is growing apart from me. It hurts. But I would have suspected that she would tell me about Dawn. I could have helped." Willow stares at her hands, "Who am I kidding. She's got tons of magic users, besides me. And worse, they are all friends that she wants to spend time with. With me, she feels.. she has to watch her mouth. She thinks, anyway. Rats. Bummers."

Spike has posed:
     He turns towards you a little and once the bagel is gone, he takes a cigarette and lights it. A slow drag and he exhales away from you,"It all came on sudden I think." he comments. He studies your eyes thoughtfully and adds,"Everyone evolvesin their own way. As for her watching her mouth I think that has more to do with her than you. I've seen how things work between she and Thomas, that was...disturbing."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Right. She doesn't need me." Sigh. "I should be happy for her. I just don't." Willow shrugs. "Want to see what I can do?"

Spike has posed:
     "There's a difference between perverse sexual pleasure boyfriend and actual friend." he comments and studies you for a moment. Finally he comments,"Depends on what you have in mind to show my love. Something magic I talk it?"

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"I don't care what she does, we're not in highschool. Who knows, maybe that's what she does. Burns out quickly." Looking over, Willow nods. "Yeah. I was going to show you. You know, I would be a shame if you and I were to pretend to go out. At least she'd have to pay attention to me."

Willow watches his reaction. "Don't get upset, it was a joke." She looks for a target, and begins to cast on it. Poor Spike, she devastated the lone chair. "Serves you right!" But she doesn't tell him who 'serves you right'.

Spike has posed:
     "Well, I had similar thoughts too." he comments lightly,"Making her pay attention." He laughs softly and tells you,"Hey you don't know. Just the idea we were spending time together has her antsy."

     He watches you prepare to do the spell and he raises his brow as you take aim at the chair and shakes his head,"I needed a new one anyway." muses waiting to see what happens to it to.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow turns on him, a breeze around her head, still crackling. "I could wipe you out. Does that bother you?" Strangely, she's not looking nice and cute right now. More deadly.

Spike has posed:
     Taking a drag from the cigarette he shakes his head and exhales again,"There are a good many people in this world that could wipe me out love. You don't like this long worrying about that sort of thing. You accept it and move on." He does study your appearance and mannerisms closer through,"The magics suit you. There is something...perdacious about the way they work through you."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
And then she drops it, returning to sweet and cute Willow. "Like I said, everyone thinks I'm cute, and nice, and sugary sweet. I give up." She heads out. "You can keep the last one." Bagels, you can presume.

Spike has posed:
     He frowns thoughtfully and turns his head to the side. He looks at the cigarette in his hand and offers it towards you. He's nothing if not a bad influence,"So prove them wrong." he replies,"You can be as sweet and innocent as you want or you can be the rebel that nobody expects. You had bourbon the other night."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
She looks before she exits the apartment. "Well see." And then she's gone.

Spike has posed:
     He shrugs and takes another drag from his cigarette. He exhales slowly. There is no knowing with some women, particularly not one that has a wicked magic dark side. That's going to have to be watched a little closer.