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I'm looking for someone. [ no doubt, a tried and true phrase the lockets have played before. Connor tacks a piece of paper to the locket so that everyone can see his drawing of a demon. it's sketchy and messy, but a pretty good likeness considering he was being beaten up during his confrontation with it. guess he inherited one more thing from his father's side. ]

He's over seven feet tall and made completely out of stone. And he's mine. [ and by the look on his face and the tone of his voice, that clearly means MINE TO KILL >:[ !!!! but the sassmasters of eachdraidh are welcome to poke fun at him anyway. he lowers the paper, revealing the rest of him and the lovely decoration scheme caer scima's rocking. ] He'll try and kill you, but I don't have to really warn you guys about that, huh? From what I've heard of this place, that's what we're supposed to be doing.

[ killing each other!!! guess who hasn't been given the 'make love, not war' lecture of his life. there's no clear sign on his face that explains what he thinks of that exactly. He moves to turn off the locket and hesitates. ]

I want to know. [ how do I get out, who can I beat up right now, where can I find Angel -- ] Who's winning the war?

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Hellmouth? [ that sounds vaguely familiar ] ...The one in California?

[ sunny something or the other ]

Sunnydale. You've heard of it?

[He hadn't thrown around terms like that before, but he hadn't run into many demons yet. Someone familiar with this kind of stuff wasn't uncommon at home, but in this place? It was interesting.]

[ likewise, it’s not something Connor’s expected either. His circle of friends are few and far in between, with the people who’d actually know about it numbering even less. ]

It’s not that far from where I’m from. I've never been though.

Better you keep it that way. People have a way of turning up dead there.

[Even slayers.]

[ with the sort of arrogance all kids under twenty seem to have for no good reason -- ]

I’m from LA. I think I can handle it.

I've been there. The place is overrated. Do me a favor, though. You ever run into some thick-foreheaded ponce named Angel, you give him a nice kick in the groin for my sake. He'll appreciate it, trust me.

[ there's several beats of startled silence then ]

You've met Angel? [ now he sounds more interested. hell yeah, he wants to get to know the guy who calls angel a thick-foreheaded ponce!!! ]

Unfortunately. Why, you know him? [His condolences!]

...Yeah, I do. [ and by the grudgey sort of tone Connor has, he's not Angel's biggest fan either. ]

I'll keep the kicking thing in mind for you. When I get back. [ he doesn't want to admit that the tiniest, most repressed part of him would actually be glad to see angel again. best cover that up with a kick to the groin ]

Oh this sounds rich. Do tell. How did you run into him?

[He bet it involves Angel being an asshole. It would fit the profile.]

[ it would have been so much easier if angel had been an asshole ]

He was the first person I met on Earth. [ the first person Connor really learned about, thanks to Holtz. casually ] I tried to kill him, but that was when I thought he was still evil.

Don't tell me you fell for his ensouled champion of the people bollocks.

[Sure, all of it was technically true. But it was also super irritating.]

I didn't fall for anything. [ except he did.... ]

Besides, it's the truth, isn't it? He's a champion. A hero of the people. That's what he's all about now.

[ he sure sounds bitter about this ]

Oh, sure, he says that now. But I knew the wanker before he went all family friendly. The only reason he's not a killer now is because he lost his nerve for it. A soul don't change a man, mate. It just makes them moodier.

[He'd seen Angelus come back, after all. There was plenty of evidence that Angel was a different man now, but Spike's grudge against his grandsire ran too deep.]

[ ...that sounds like everything Holtz has ever taught Connor. ]

You knew him when he was Angelus?

[Shoot, there was no point not admitting his secret now. The kid knew the situation. He never liked pretending to be human anyway.]

Knew him? That wanker made me the monster I am today.

[ it's really too bad this is voice because Connor has on his genuinely shocked face for maybe the fifth time today -- ]

[ of all people to meet in an alternate dimension ]

[ sure, it's not as if Spike came out point-blank and admitted he was a vampire, but it's the conclusion that Connor jumps to immediately. because Angel -- Angelus had made monsters of his own. That was kind of his M.O. Holtz had mostly been obsessed with Angelus and Darla, whether or not Spike or Drusilla ever crept up on his radar is something only the man knows himself, but the hunter had made it a point to know everything Angelus had ever done. But Connor doesn't remember the names, he thinks with a sort of blank surprise. He doesn't remember what he's been taught to remember every single day of his life. ]

He sired you? [ but then he does. ] You're... William the Bloody.

Sired the woman that sired me. [That just made him a vampire. The monster part came later.] But I go by Spike these days, mate. You can keep the "William the Bloody" to yourself.

Spike. [ he sounds less genuinely curious and more 'my vampire radar is rising' now. ]

How'd you get that name?

You know, I don't fancy I recall. Something about the railroad, I think.

[Yeah, he gets it. He has a pipsqueak wannabe slayer. How cute.]

[ he'll never be as cool as a vampire slayer ]

The older you get, the less you remember, huh. [ it's strange acting hostile at a locket (because he's speaking to a locket, isn't he) but connor's doing his best. ] Angel's like that too.

[ except angel claims he has a photographic memory but details ]

Or the less it becomes other people's business. [But oh how he despised being compared to Angel.] You can cool it, mate. I'm on the Slayer's side, me. I fight demons and drink animal blood, like a good and proper reformed vampire should.

[ that throws him for another loop, so much that he actually stops with his 'vampire grr' attitude in favor of another round of confusion ]

...So you have a soul? [ he sounds doubtful, but it's happened before. angel's living proof of that]

Soul? Bloody hell, like I'd need one of those. I've got proper sense, mate. That's all a vampire needs to get his act together. [A chip helps with that too, as well as an unexpected crush on the Slayer.]

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