closed ♔ stealing second after second just cuz i know i can

[behindcloseddoors]

WHO || Spike, Wynn, Dumage, the baddies [Closed]
WHAT || Spike and Wynn enact a daring and stupid plan to pull Dumage out of danger
WHERE || NYC
WHEN || 2016, directly after this
HOW || Actionspam

[ As promised, Wynn meets Spike at the airport, to take him on a private plane back to New York where he just came from. He isn't particularly chatty on the way, although when they've landed, he turns back to regard him. ]

I'll ask one more time if you're certain of this, Sir Spike.  It is your decision, but I will trust your word.

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[bigbad]

What, do you take me to be foolish enough to charge in here and take on all you wankers at once alone?

[A beat. He definitely gives off the impression he'd do that, doesn't he.]

Don't answer that. I'll make this simple: I'm offering a trade. Set Dumage free, take me instead.

[narcosynthesis]

[ oh hey another door opens. guess who. ] It looks as though someone overestimates his value greatly. [ he folds his arms and leans against the doorframe with a shoulder ]

[bigbad]

[Well, now it's a party. He turns towards Keijen, giving his most impudent smirk. If there's one thing Spike's good at, it's looking eminently punchable.] Just going off Nadia's estimations, mate. She seemed to value me well enough. More than you anyhow.

[mindmaster]

And what's to stop us from simply killing you, and keeping her?

[bigbad]

[That is a very good question.] You could try. But I reckon I could take at least one of you out before you managed it. And besides, I'm more useful alive.

1/-

[mindmaster]

Try me.

2/3

[postergirl]

[ annnd from behind keijen, dumage abruptly appears, putting one hand on his shoulder as she stares past him to where spike stands. her eyes widen almost imperceptibly before she recovers ] And just what do you think they're going to do to me back at the castle? You're not the only one more useful alive.

[extremist]

Exactly what use do you believe you could be to us?

[bigbad]

[This is, for the record, the worst plan in the history of bad plans. And Spike's had a lot of bad plans, so that's saying something.

He glances up at Dumage, the slimmest smile flickering over his face. He's not exactly surprised she's alive. She has definitely gotten herself in tight enough with the bad guys that he doubts they'd kill her just like that. It's still nice to see.]

I know you've been keeping poorer company lately, love, but remember, our people don't kill without a bit more provocation than some light betrayal.

[He glances back at Crombe.]

You're the evil geniuses here. Shouldn't you be able to figure that out?

[postergirl]

In case you hadn't noticed, we already have a hostage. [ do u just not count rafael as a person, spike

still, she pushes forward, glaring at him where they can't directly see her expression ] Unless you've finally grown tired of being Wynn's hired muscle.

[bigbad]

Linguini boy? He doesn't precisely count as a good guy, does he? I mean, Buffy likes him, but she's a tidge biased.

[He steps forward as well, meeting her eyes and raising a brow.]

What, you think they'll make me a better offer here?

1/2

[postergirl]

[ she takes one last step, all but closing the space between them, so that her eyes can bore into his, her words deliberate as she pleas silently with him to get it ] You've no idea. [ she reaches up to grip one of his lapels, dragging her thumb across it and glancing over her shoulder ] I can bring him around. Just give me a chance.

2/2

[extremist]

[ draken is watching all this with narrowed eyes, his hand slowly spinning the blade he still holds ] And if you can't?

[bigbad]

[Oh, he gets it. Or he gets something. She's trying to protect him. There's hope.]

Idea's suddenly sounding a lot more appealing coming from you. [Bluff 26. Like hell he's actually joining these assholes. Then again, he wouldn't be here at all for just anyone.]

[postergirl]

[ dumage's eyes glitter a bit at his words, as she addresses draken's question ] Then she can have him for breakfast. [ the mind master folds her arms with a 'hmm ]

[bigbad]

[He raises an eyebrow, still making eye contact with Dumage.] That part's less appealing.

1/2

[narcosynthesis]

Perhaps for you.

[extremist]

Very well.

You have tonight to make him see sense. In the morning, we'll determine his fate.

[bigbad]

[He probably should be more worried since that's ominous as fuck and he doesn't actually know how long it will take Wynn to come extract them. He also doesn't know if he can lie well enough to fool mind readers. But he's all in on plan so crazy it might just work, so he just shrugs a shoulder and gives Dumage a slim smile.]

That mean we're finally getting that drink?

[extremist]

Only if it's from the minibar. Neither of you are leaving this suite.

[bigbad]

Moments ago you lot didn't even want me, now you can't bear to be a full room away?

[postergirl]

Talking isn't your strong suit, darling. Why don't you give that a rest for now? [ she grabs his arm and yanks him towards a far door ] Come along.

[bigbad]

[OKAY OKAY he mimes zipping his lips and follows her.]

[postergirl]

[ haunted - evanescence

the door leads to a short corridor, and she drags him down to the door at the end, shoving it open. the hotel room is fancily furnished, but there are no personal touches here - she certainly didn't pack a bag after all. the moment the door closes, she whirls on him, dropping his hand ] Have you completely lost your mind?!

[bigbad]

Missed you too, love. [It's a fair question. He looks around the room. She seems to think they can speak freely, considering she's yelling at him for being stupid rather than explaining what a great dental plan the dark side has.] Think I finally surprised them? Doubt they expected this move.