In Preparation for High Holy Day

[sisabet]

I'm exhausted and need sleep, but I had to get out of bed and write this down cause it was cracking me up and maybe it is just the exhaustion talking...

Random Angel/Spike Scene - Set Sometime After Spike Presumably Becomes Corporeal. For the purposes of my brain, Spike is a vampire, I have no real info on if he is going to be human, vampire or Jedi Elf when and if he becomes corporeal. I'm going with vampire here:

Angel and Spike are trapped some where - let's say a cell or room with a wide southern exposure. The sun is coming up - anyone that witnessed my horrid brief attempt at fanfic in the past (Well-fic Miss M, yes I bring up the Well-fic) will recognize this trapped with the sun approaching situation as a particular thing with me. I just like it. This is after they have made valiant, yet failed attempts at escape.

Spike: [getting flask from coat, resigned to fate, sits down with back against wall, drinks and then offers flask up to Angel]

Angel: [looks at flask, looks at window, looks at Spike, sighs, takes flask and sinks to floor to sit beside Spike, drinks, and passes flask back]

Now I am abandoning this stupid script style cause it is annoying me and I wanna tell ya'll about my scene. Bear with me. I am not a writer, I am a television producer. In my heart. I am a television producer in my heart.

Angel looks at Spike and then quickly away, won't meet his eyes. "So," he takes a breath and glances back, "What does it feel like?"

"What does what feel like?" Spike is being deliberately obtuse.

"Burning. What does that feel like?"

Spike grins morosely, "Oh, you know. Searing, overwhelming pain. And it is really, really hot."

"Thought so."

They pass the flask back and forth, companionably in silence, watching the sun's approach. I'm making it a magic flask that never is empty cause I want them drunk. Being all-powerful is fun. I should write more often.

"Angel?"

"Yeah?"

"What is Hell like?"

Angel considers, takes a swig, "Searing, overwhelming pain without end."

Spike nods, "That's what I thought."

Angel continues matter-of-factly, maybe the liquor is making him a bit more chatty, maybe it is because no one has ever really asked him about this before, "See, you would think there would be heat there. But I never noticed that, it was almost as if there was an absence of heat. That was...unexpected, y'know?" Angel turns and looks at Spike inquiringly.

Spike shrugs his shoulder and kinda leans into Angel a bit,"Well, yeah. Seeing as how it is hell and all. It's fairly disappointing, that's what! Where is the fire? Where is the brimstone?" He points a finger and aims it at Angel's chest to make his next point, "Why the hell do they go on and on about the Hell-fire if there isn't any? I think it is cheap and wrong and it is hell fire. Hell Fire, Angel."

"File a complaint."

"I just might."

The boys drink some more. The sun is breaking. Spike is now slumped up against Angel's left arm, the vamps sit with their backs to the wall and legs splayed out in front of them.

Spike turns his head into Angel's shoulder, "I don't want to be cold. I wouldn't mind burning forever if it meant I didn't have to be cold."

"I think that's why it is cold."

Comments

[elke-tanzer.livejournal.com]

You know, if you ever get tired of that vidding thing, you could join the writerly ranks, no problem... *grin* I like this snippetlet.

Ahhh- I love this!!

[viola69.livejournal.com]

Spike turns his head into Angel's shoulder, "I don't want to be cold. I wouldn't mind burning forever if it meant I didn't have to be cold."

"I think that is why it is cold."
Waaaa!!!!

Ohh- Before you go to bed- download & watch this- CUTE Randy- & not sure yet of WHEN this interview was done- BUT CUTE Short hair!
Peter & Randy interview on topic of Sissy men (http://www.the-areopagus.com/media/Sandstorm/Sissy.zip)

[sparkledark.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah. Seeing as how it is hell and all. It's fairly disappointing, that's what! Where is the fire? Where is the brimstone?" He points a finger and aims it at Angel's chest to make his next point, "Why the hell do they go on and on about the Hell-fire if there isn't any? I think it is cheap and wrong and it is hell fire. Hell Fire, Angel."

Happy sigh. I love drunky!Spike. I love your scene. You should write more often, except then you would be too talented, on top of all the vids, and I would have to kill you.

[bathsweaver.livejournal.com]

Spike turns his head into Angel's shoulder, "I don't want to be cold. I wouldn't mind burning forever if it meant I didn't have to be cold."

::Weeps::

Oh, poor woobie. Can I give him a blanket? I want to give him a blanket. GAH.

This cracked you up? How can this have cracked you up? Well, I was going right along with the 'hee-hee'-ing until those last two lines. But then you broke my heart, and it's not fair! You shouldn't be able to do that, not when you're exhausted and need sleep, but had to get out of bed and write this down cause it was cracking me/you up and maybe it is just the exhaustion talking...

Darn it! (Wish I could write like that)

;)

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

Well - it was a lot funnier when I was laying in bed and honestly - I didn't know about those last two lines then. I just wanted Spike and Angel - sharing experiences and talking about Hell and burning. It's a comfort thing for me.

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

*cries for the abandoned pod!sisabet well fic*

And this was lovely, oh yes it was.

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

I should just send you the complete Spuffy mess. Maybe you can fix it? And not tell anyone I had anything at all to do with it?

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

Me? *blush*

Send it to me, I'll see what I can do with it. But I would SO say you're my lovely ... um ... something. Coauthor or something. Or my lovely latin loveslave. You don't have to be latin, I get poetic license for alliteration. Or you can speak latin. Just say 'wingardian levosa' and try to float something. It's kinda sad that the only Latin I know is from HP books. And even then, I can't spell it and I'm too lazy to dig out a book to look. So I'm a frequently off-topic undereducated lazy bum with poor spelling skills. You sure you want me touching your story? ;)

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

You sure you want me touching your story?

I can't imagine anyone more qualified. Oh! I speak Spanish, does that help?

[ladydewinter.livejournal.com]

Wow. You really should write more often. Not only because it makes you feel all powerful :)

[josselin.livejournal.com]

Oh. Now I want to write "Brian and Justin facing inevitable death together"!fic.

Help me think up how that might work.

Brian and Justin - Facin' Death

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

If we are gonna talk about B/J - then we might as well start using subject headers now. I have learned that one cannot predict where a posting flurry will occur. Well - actually, I can kinda lay odds on your LJ since it is crack and all...

anniesj was talking about Trapped!Fic or something similar - maybe Cave-In!Fic -- a few weeks ago. Ever since Patch and Kayla were trapped in a collapsed building on Days of Our Lives when I was a kid, I've kinda had a kink for that.

So - let's see. B/J are in a building that collapses. they are in a very small, enclosed space. Give 'em some non-smut endangering injuries, trap Brian's let so he can't move around very much and then let the air start to run out. Hours and hours of fun I tell ya. Oh - you could also have Brian blame himself for putting Justin in danger (cause that never gets old) but have Justin actually be level-headed and the one that gets them out (cause I have a thing for Hero!Justin).

Why they are in a building that collapses? I have no idea. I just work here.

Re: Brian and Justin - Facin' Death

[josselin.livejournal.com]

I think, that since they're about to die and all, Brian should tell Justin that he loves him.

But then Justin manages to rescue them both, and Brian is kind of bitter that he admitted love and then didn't die. So maybe he attempts suicide, but Justin manages to stop him. He just foils all the death attempts. Then Brian really hates him. So the love thing is kind of cancelled out.

Re: Brian and Justin - Facin' Death

[myrna1-2-3.livejournal.com]

Or Justin keeps almost killing Brian until he is only mostly dead just so Brian will upchuck the ILY, then Justin stops almost killing him for another day.

I think they should be drunk also. Ohhh, got an idea...

[viola69.livejournal.com]

there's gotta be a storage room of some sort in the building- Maybe Brian & Justin go to retrieve something- Brian's soccer trophy from middle school? that Brian started bragging about post Babylon/Woody's drinking adventure- & Brian & Justin end up trapped in the small room filled with whatever it all is that Brian has deemed worthy of saving/storing from his life thus far...& One of them has to still have a bottle of Beam or whatever in his hand when they go down there...

[thebratqueen.livejournal.com]

Oo - nice!

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

I've got all of these ideas flying around in my head right now - distracting me - about Buffy saying she felt safe and warm in Heeeaven, and Spike alluding to drinking blood as keeping vampires warm, Angel telling Darla that he knows she just fed because she is warm, Angel asking Darla if she feels the cold - just all of these thoughts running through my head and I really should be working...

But I think burning to a souled vampire would not the worst thing - I think never knowing heat again would be the worst thing - and I think Angel is feeling the cold again and then I think well, the last time he just knew he was going to hell, the elevator let him out in front of W&H and I wonder just how cold he feels now and if knowing that he is gonna die, if it will even make a difference, because how much of a hell is he in right now? And how long can he continue to fight the good fight before the cold overtakes him and he doesn't care anymore and then you have Angel with a soul feeding and I think it could be very easily done.

And then I want Spike to talk to him. But not right now, cause I have a ton of work to do. And I'm sorry to spam you with stream-of-consciousness babble, but I needed to get it out and I knew you would understand.

Oh - I also think that you could totally take [Unknown site tag] in a wrestling match, but your true and pure love won't allow it.

This is the second comment - I deleted the first cause I screwed up annie's name.

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

and I won't delete this one - but let's see if I can get this right:
anniesj

[thebratqueen.livejournal.com]

Well symbollically that also ties in to the concept that hate is not the opposite of love, indifference is. So you'd have to imagine for a guy like Angel who's been aching for forgiveness all these years the worst thing to find out would be the "cold" of God simply forgetting about him. Personally I've always felt that Angelus loved hating God and loved to imagine God hating him right back.

You may always stream of consciousness babble at me. It's what I'm here for. That and cookies.

And my true and pure love for what? Or possibly who? ;)

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

your pure true love for annie sewell-jennings, I have a knack for messing up user-ids.

Poor Angel - God could care less about him. I like your brain.

[rubywisp.livejournal.com]

Oooh. Ouch. Damn. *shivers*

[stakebait.livejournal.com]

Awh. It's all pathetic and sad, like a lost kitten. A lost, burning vampire kitten. Okay maybe not. :)

Mer

[sisabet.livejournal.com]

Yeah - I was really funny in my head too. Huh. And now Angel just will not shut up and I told him I have work to do and he got all pouty like he does and it is really quite cute.

I adore the Angel that lives in my head. The Spike that lives in my head also adores him, but would never admit it in a million years.

[stakebait.livejournal.com]

Hee! At least there's not a long commute. There isn't an Angel that lives in my head. The Spike that lives in my head adores the Angel that lives in thebratqueen's head, so you can imagine how much fun it is when he wants to go visit. :)


Mer

[thebratqueen.livejournal.com]

One of these days I'd like the people living in my head to at least kick in with some rent money.