Spike noted his wound wasn't healing,. Something must have been in that blasted blade, he thought resentfully, still? boiling for a fight. At least it had stopped bleeding and for the moment he supposed there wre bigger things to worry about.
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"Well," Gold began.
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"We are all a very unique group. Perhaps she believes it's more advantageous to keep the likes of us around. I mean..." he tittered.
He'd have ;lifted his fingers? to count but his hands were currently full.
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"I mean a gremlin is trouble enough on his own, but ad a vampire, an evil sorceress, a hero who can be swayed, a dark cupid and...of course the likes of myself, and it's a veritable army of pain for the wrong person."
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Not that he was in the mood to be particularly helpful to anyone's dark causes that weren't his own, but Regina was talking about reasons they may have been spared.
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"At the very least, we may not been seen as a white light threat to...whatever her cause is."
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Considering the former queen had used white light to heal herself, he tittered again. He did never fail to amuse himself.
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"Sleepy Hollow?"
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Spike's tone was incredulous as they came upon the town's welcome sign.
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"Sleepy Hollow! Like Washington Erving's Sleepy Hollow. Really."
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"Well the headless bloke fits," Gold said dryly.
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Obviously very little surprised him. Apparently the poor vampire hadn't seen as much.
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"Only is this another level of hell or are we truly...back," Spike wondered.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat