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St Petersburg? Spike shrugged his coat closer around himself as he glanced out of the window of the plane. His eyes darted to the small pane and back again. Blue skies, clouds, birds, they all looked the same from here. A blur, his eyes rolled for a moment, and he swallowed hard against a rising wave of nausea.St Petersburg? by ~Mkatsi
There had been a silence stretching between Spike and Angel for almost an hour now, since the mention of Cordelia. Spike hadn't known the woman, the girl or the seer. He didn't much care to. He remembered flashes of her here and there. Cheerleader, hair, tits and ass. Everything he should have taken notice of at the time, but didn't. Everything per
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