PC CATCHALL WITH SPIKE

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WEEK 0, DAY...let's say 2

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[Sure enough, here is the man of the hour later that day, sitting outside the cafe. Irene, as a beagle, is resting at his feet. The man himself is just munching away on a pastry, humming to himself.]

[When he sees Spike approaching, he gives a friendly wave.]

Glad you showed up, my blood-loving fellow. I wish I could lay out some blood for you like a proper host for a guest, but it's not to be.

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[When Spike approaches, it's with a bat roosting on his shoulder, he just drops himself down in the chair opposite the detective, raising up a bottle of his own.]

No need! Got my own refreshments.

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Oh?

[And sorry, he's just letting out an amused snort when he sees the bottle.]

Touting something like that, it would be easy to confuse you with my wine-loving friend.

WEEK 1 day five

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[Well, Spike may be smoking, but he's not the only one in this town doing the same thing - Sholmes is coming up to lean on the railing of the balcony next to him, puffing away at his pipe. He's silent for a moment, before turning his head over to the vampire.]

How is she doing?

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She'll survive.

[He doesn't really acknowledge Sholmes' presence, other than that reply and a slight twitch of his eye.]

She's a tough one. I'd be more worried about the garden gnome twins, I think she might just kill him herself seeing how bloody worried he made her. [There's a small smile on his face at that.]

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Ah. I'm glad for that.

[He breathes out some smoke but it's definitely with a sense of relief.]

Well, that's what any good sibling would do. [And a huff at that.] But all's well that end's well. Except for poor Mr. Nine.

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[Hi Sholmes, Spike just approaches you to ask about this fucking memory thing when suddenly he steps on a shard and.

Not again!]

Bloody hell...

week 3 day 5

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[Hey, Spike! It's your favorite detective.]

[He's just here in the courtyard holding...]

[Uh.]

[Yeah, that's a gun in his hand.]

[He isn't shooting it, he's just staring at it.]

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[He approaches, cautiously. He's not even sure if getting shot would do anything to him but he's wary anyway!]

Uh. Detective?

[Please don't shoot me, Sholmes, that'd be such an embarassing way to die.]

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[yeah binch you're dying off schedule]

[He swerves and raises the gun....and then its like a switch turns off, and he just drops it to his side, looking lost. His other hand is still, well, very much gone.]

I apologize. I...do apologize. [And a shake of the head.] I feel rather discombobulated, here.

week 3 post trial

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[He looks up at House 2, before looking over, and...oh. It's Spike. Everyone's favorite vampire.]

[Irene squawks at him. Hello!]

...I wonder how anyone is going to live in this house, after...everything.

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I doubt anyone's gonna live in this house after everything.

[Erastis, currently a full lynx, purrs at Sholmes and Irene as Spike idly pats him.]

But it'll be cleaned after the execution, yeah? So that's something.

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Yes, that is.

[...He sighs, though, looking back up at the house.]

What a whirlwind of a night. I can't say it was as good as our last one. And I was knocked out for that last one.

week 3, sunday afternoon

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[To start with, bitch is still sleeping. Does Sholmes want to bring him anywhere after knocking him out cold?]

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[Yeah, sure, he's a gentleman, despite being a gremlin.]

[Time to pull him one handed to the fountain to just lean against. IF HE HAD TWO HANDS HE WOULD PULL HIM INTO A CHAIR. MAKING THIS HARD FOR HIM, BINCH.]

[He uses said hand to get some water to just pat the man's cheeks. Wake up, man.]

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[He blinks up, his hand going for his head.]

Ow. Why'd you wake me, you prick? Now I gotta be awake in this rotten world.

week 4 day 5

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[Sometime after the CYOA group has returned, Sholmes is sitting somewhere outside, anxiously smoking his pipe. Irene in crow form is preening her feathers.]

[He just looks...distant. Rattled. But he blinks over at Spike, giving him a smile when he approaches. It doesn't reach his eyes.]

Ah, hello, my dear fellow. Hard times, these days.

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[He nods, sitting down beside Sholmes.]

And they're just getting harder. [He sighs.]

Guess I should give my condolences. Got no idea what relationship the two of you had but I think you knew Zieks the best out of everyone here, so...

[He just grimaces. The pain in his leg never went away.]

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He was a friend.

[He says, with a sigh - his head hangs.]

And...he was a good man. Irascible and stern, for sure, but his...heart was always in the right place. [He exhales a cloud of smoke, the bags under his eyes present.] To go out attempting to fight an unbearable threat...that's a picture perfect example of the man.

week 4, sunday evening

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[Spike can be found relaxing against a wall near the tavern, smoking and staring up at the sky. If he spots Sholmes he'll give a little wave and offer him a cigarette.]

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[He nods, giving a light smile at the offer, before taking it.]

I thank you kindly. [He says, moving to relax on the spot of wall next to the other man.] It's...all quite a mess. Surprising how peaceful it is, even after all of that.

week 5 post trial

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[Sometime later, Sholmes sees the familiar figure of the man, and comes up to walk at his side.]

[He's silent for a moment, before shaking his head.]

I can't recall. As a vampire, can you drink alcohol, or no? Just blood?

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[He turns his head and chuckles. His body language seems more... on edge than usual. Not to mention he looks just absolutely exhausted.]

I can drink alcohol, though it takes a bit more to have an effect. I'd have walked into the sunlight if I bloody couldn't. What a miserable existence that would be.

I think we could both use a sodding drink after that.

week 6 post trial

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[Bisexual prison, huh? Well, he's here, Irene in tow as always.]

[He has brought an offering, though. Some whiskey, and a couple of glasses.]

...Would you like some?

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[Despite their last exchange, Spike smiles in greeting when he sees Sholmes.]

You know, you're the third person to bring me alcohol. I'm sensing a trend.

Sure. Might as well be hungover for my execution.