Pretentious?
Feb. 15th, 2003 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
estepheiaOkay, writers, readers, anyone! Does this sound pretentious to you? It's supposed to nutshell the outward difference between S6 and S7 Spike:
This is one of those moments of sharp pain where the Spike of old would have flipped her off, turned on his heel and barged out, duster flapping indignantly, to wash down the sour taste of self-pity and wounded pride with plenty of cheap booze. But his coat is god-knows-where, his pride is tattered beyond repair, it seems, and he’s chained to the basement wall. So he submerges, lets himself sink below the still surface of a dead body with a blank face and limp unclenched hands, and watches, while a pensive Anya gives the sandbag that hangs from the ceiling a lingering pat.
Help or comments would be greatly appreciated.
This is one of those moments of sharp pain where the Spike of old would have flipped her off, turned on his heel and barged out, duster flapping indignantly, to wash down the sour taste of self-pity and wounded pride with plenty of cheap booze. But his coat is god-knows-where, his pride is tattered beyond repair, it seems, and he’s chained to the basement wall. So he submerges, lets himself sink below the still surface of a dead body with a blank face and limp unclenched hands, and watches, while a pensive Anya gives the sandbag that hangs from the ceiling a lingering pat.
Help or comments would be greatly appreciated.
