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dear_mun2011-12-07 08:28 am
buyatoaster) wrote in dear_mun2011-12-07 08:28 am
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What is this, lady?
I've been off the air for five years. Five bloomin' years, and don't you talk to me about that charade with the scarcely clad psychology graduate. That's after my 'canon point', as you would put it. See? I speak your language. No wonder, as you've moved me into your head.
Don't know what I'm doing here. 's full of goody-two-shoes and bits of skirts I'm not allowed to look at 'cos they'll take my head off with their Japanese friggin' swords. Is there anyone in here I can have a drink with? Apart from the vampire? He's wearing lace and drinking something even I can't identify. Heretic.
Anyway. You've put me in here, now you've got me. Don't come crying to me if you realize you don't like it. To put it in words you might understand: you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
I've been off the air for five years. Five bloomin' years, and don't you talk to me about that charade with the scarcely clad psychology graduate. That's after my 'canon point', as you would put it. See? I speak your language. No wonder, as you've moved me into your head.
Don't know what I'm doing here. 's full of goody-two-shoes and bits of skirts I'm not allowed to look at 'cos they'll take my head off with their Japanese friggin' swords. Is there anyone in here I can have a drink with? Apart from the vampire? He's wearing lace and drinking something even I can't identify. Heretic.
Anyway. You've put me in here, now you've got me. Don't come crying to me if you realize you don't like it. To put it in words you might understand: you want a guarantee, buy a toaster.
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[The tall man in black blinks at Gene. The Spike he knows hasn't reached the level of self-confidence required for lace. And also isn't a vampire, not any longer—but that hasn't occurred to him yet.]
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's wearing some frilly neck thing, looks like my auntie Marge's nightie. 'cept he's also wearing a knuckledusting leather coat, which my aunt Marge would've only been caught in dead, considering she'd've had a heart attack if you'd put that thing on her. [He disapproves of Spike's outfit. He's from 1973; Goth is not exactly mainstream to him.]
[And returning his attention to the speaker. Have a squint.] Who're you, then? Got a few people in here look like you.