Suddenly, there came another crash and Gunn was flung into the room, Angel
jumped back in alarm and looked toward the door, from which Gunn had just
emerged. There was an eerie glow coming from beyond the threshold, then a
crackling followed by a sharp pop as the light vanished. He breathed and
unnecessary sigh of relief and turned to face spike.
"Now, didn't I tell you to leave the super-heroing up to me"? He said with an air of pompousness, "look, you've lost a vital body part...or two" he smiled at the end of his addition to the information. "He, he... you look like a horse with those hooves".
Spike shot forward on the end of his chain as if to throttle the sarcastic *!!""!%.
"just you wait" he warned
"for what? A miracle" he sneered
"what's that supposed to mean" there was a dangerous edge to Spike's voice as he said those words
"Well, what did you expect? Did you honestly think that your hands would...ahem....grow back"?
Spike fixed him with a look of bemusal, and spoke to him in a dangerously quiet voice,
"of course not...I don't need my hands to beat you, all I need is a weary mind and focus, I could quite easily hurt you when I wasn't corporeal, I can still hurt you now, with...or without the use of my feelers".
There was a stunned silence following this declaration, in which Angel looked thoughtful, finally he came to a decision
"Okay...see ya then" he started to leave the room, but stopped to the rather merry sound of Spike's next words,
"Where'd ya think you're going"? He asked, he looked worried, Angel wasn't SERIOUSLY thinking about leaving him here for when Dana returned...was he?
Angel looked satisfied and wandered aimingly towards his fellow vampire, upon reaching him he knelt down and said
"didn't I tell you?...you're the bait".
Spike's eyes shook,
"you're not serious"? He said with a scared laugh in his voice, "you wouldn't"?
"Wouldn't I? Lets see". He turned and swept out of the room as the others followed suit.
"Hey" spike yelled, "not funny", the door slowly closed and he heard the lock click.
"Now, didn't I tell you to leave the super-heroing up to me"? He said with an air of pompousness, "look, you've lost a vital body part...or two" he smiled at the end of his addition to the information. "He, he... you look like a horse with those hooves".
Spike shot forward on the end of his chain as if to throttle the sarcastic *!!""!%.
"just you wait" he warned
"for what? A miracle" he sneered
"what's that supposed to mean" there was a dangerous edge to Spike's voice as he said those words
"Well, what did you expect? Did you honestly think that your hands would...ahem....grow back"?
Spike fixed him with a look of bemusal, and spoke to him in a dangerously quiet voice,
"of course not...I don't need my hands to beat you, all I need is a weary mind and focus, I could quite easily hurt you when I wasn't corporeal, I can still hurt you now, with...or without the use of my feelers".
There was a stunned silence following this declaration, in which Angel looked thoughtful, finally he came to a decision
"Okay...see ya then" he started to leave the room, but stopped to the rather merry sound of Spike's next words,
"Where'd ya think you're going"? He asked, he looked worried, Angel wasn't SERIOUSLY thinking about leaving him here for when Dana returned...was he?
Angel looked satisfied and wandered aimingly towards his fellow vampire, upon reaching him he knelt down and said
"didn't I tell you?...you're the bait".
Spike's eyes shook,
"you're not serious"? He said with a scared laugh in his voice, "you wouldn't"?
"Wouldn't I? Lets see". He turned and swept out of the room as the others followed suit.
"Hey" spike yelled, "not funny", the door slowly closed and he heard the lock click.