035: [ location: castle summers ] / [ visual ] (accidental)

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Taxon has not been fun lately. Granted, fun is probably a relative concept, but as fun goes, things have been lacking. After the everything with the Master that requires no elaboration or specifics, and now Xander being taken away, Buffy's pretty certain she hit rock bottom a while back and then just inexplicably kept going.

Of course, in these situations what she does is get violent. Not with the sky this time, thankfully. She's setting her sights decidedly lower, and beating the crap out of a punching bag in one of the training rooms in the castle. She could kick the thing through several walls if she wanted, but she's working on controlling the uberpowers for the sake of the structural integrity of her home. It's clear that she's been at this for a long time, because the room is practically in darkness - she didn't switch the lights on when the sun went down.

Her tablet is lying discarded on the floor, as she isn't particularly desirous of company right now, but these things have minds of their own, as we all know.

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[location: Castle Summers]

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Buffy opens the door to the passenger side, sliding into her seat comfortably. Spike's comment gets a raised curious eyebrow from her - Angel hasn't exactly been Mr. Overshare on the subject of the aforementioned evil law firm, and her own outside sources can only provide so much.

"People have to literally sell their souls to work for Wolfram & Hart?"

(Of course she knows which part he worked hard to get back.)

[location: Castle Summers]

[bigbad]

Spike shakes his head. "I never actually read the contract, maybe only metaphorically. But the contracts didn't end with death. We-- the others met employees that had died a few times before I showed up. They told me." He'd rather not get into Wesley.

He starts driving, frowning a little. The conversation has him thinking of the various ways Wolfram and Hart screwed over and corrupted his friends. Angel, playing along with them for his Black Thorn Circle bollocks, Charlie getting so caught up in being a lawyer that he accidentally helped Fred die, Lorne's final act for Angel... there'd been a lot of bad. Spike's glad the entire branch is gone now.

[location: driving around]

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"Wow," she blows some air out of her cheeks, glancing out of the window. "Sounds pretty 'beyond the call of duty' to me." Then again, it wasn't so different from her own life. A job that she couldn't quit even though she died? Shaking her head to dispel that thought, she casts Spike a glance, noticing the frown. "You okay?"

[location: driving around]

[bigbad]

"Huh?" he glances over at her. "Oh, yeah, fine. Just... thinking back on it. I don't know how much you know about what happened, but... it was really bad for a while."