-This is an RP done by me and my friend Zach, hope ya like, we'll eventually continue it.-
Buffy: *In the Bronze, Buffy stood with an empty coffee mug, looking a weird bobsled that was suspended from the wall, she was oddly amused by it and the fact that it was in the bronze*
Spike: *spike walked into the bronze cigarette hanging from his mouth raised eyebrow towards the bobsled*
Buffy: *she noticed him come in and slowly walked over* Weird sled thing huh? I think it's possessed..
Spike: pansy bobsleds...
Buffy: You know, I never understood your weird language..
Spike: my weird language? you call wot you speak English?
Buffy: it -is- English. what you speak is like.. I'm-a-freak-ish
Spike: Buffy...
Spike: I'm English!
Buffy: so you see my point then.
Spike: *rolled his eyes going over to the bar*
Buffy: *she followed, having nothing better to do* you do know I'm kidding right?
Spike: yea Luv
Buffy: so the bobsled...it's very tempting isn't it? like i wanna go somewhere snowy and sled down a hill
Spike: Alaska
Buffy: exactly.
Spike: *he ordered a beer and took a swig*
Buffy: so, what's your excuse for coming here tonight? should you be out lurking around trees n' stuff
Spike: I'm a retired tree lurker....
Spike: just getting a drink
Buffy: oh so that's how you get all your money...401K
Spike: actually I've been running some errands...big hit with the ladies vampire with a soul... can you believe i got mistaken for that bloody poof once?
Spike: *downs half his drink*
Buffy: Oh, so you're like what now? A man-whore?
Spike: 'ey i said i was a big hit with them not there sex slave
Buffy: *she held back a laugh* That what you're telling everyone these days?
Spike: wot that I'm not a girls sex slave anymore?
Buffy: no, that you're a moron. *she rolled her eyes*
Spike: they find that out pretty quickly themselves pet
Spike: besides i don't like any of 'em
Buffy: Sure you don't.
Spike: *he looked at her* wot you think i do?
Buffy: probably
Buffy: *she got a drink for herself*
Spike: i don't *he took another swig of his beer*
Buffy: So you don't like me then?
Spike: of course i like you
Buffy: You're confusing, first you say you don't like any of them, now you say you do like one of them aka me.
Buffy: Make up your mind.
Spike: i meant other birds...not you
Spike: and yes i like one of them
Buffy: there you go with your British talk again, what's with that? birds, chicks, pet? do we look like we have feather and beaks?
Spike: your just looking for a fight tonight aren't you Luv
Spike: *he finished his beer ordering another one*
Buffy: it's quite possible that i am. In fact, yes, i know i am.
Spike: wot you want to go at it right now? just punch me?
Buffy: Nah, nit picking at everything you say is proving to be fun enough without the punching.
Spike: good, i don't think i would get the same enjoyment out of beating you up...
Buffy: oh yeah right, you know sometimes you just wanna smack me
Spike: why don't you just drink your soda pet
Buffy: alright. *with that, she chugged the whole glass full of it* happy now?
Spike: not really but it kept you quiet for a few seconds...
Buffy: That was the point? to keep me quiet? You should have just said so. *he leaned on the bar holding her head up with her hands staying quiet for a few more seconds* I just can't do it.
Spike: you ant keep quiet for more then 30 seconds straight
Buffy: doesn't seem like i can. i don't know what my problem is, but I'm going to blame that damn sled!
Spike: yes evil possessed sled..
Buffy: I need to get out of here and far away from it, it's seriously wiggin' me out. *she gets another drink to go and leaves rather quickly*
Spike: *he left a few bucks on the bar then followed her*
Spike: *eyed the sled* think its actually possessed?
Buffy: Of course, why else would it be here in Sunnydale?
Spike: take it for a ride
Buffy: dare me?
Spike: *he smirked, obviously daring her to*
Buffy: *she went back inside, and a few minutes later, came running out wiht the bobsled* C'mon! they're following me!
Spike: *blink* and your the slayer? *followed anyways*
Buffy: yeah, but it's not everyday i get to steal a bobsled and have to make a run for it.
Spike: its California where are you going to ride that soddin thing?
Buffy: *after losing them, she slowed down* I have absolutely no idea. *she said with a laugh*
Spike: great...a thief that's a slayer and a bobsled with no snow
Spike: ........
Spike: sand
Buffy: where do you suggest we find sand?
Spike: your a real twit you know that Buffy
Spike: the beach
