Shining Armour

[saintcorrupted]

There wasn't much left in the world for Drusilla it sometimes seemed. Everyone had left her. Darla was no more, Angelus was lost to her and even her Spike, her William, he had moved on and she could no longer save him.

She drifted through the city aimlessly, her eyes seeing things that weren't there and her mind hearing things no one else heard. When some men talked to her, she smiled serenely and she let them pull her into an alley. They hadn't expected her face to change and their lives to end, but they also didn't taste very good, so she didn't even drink from the last one and instead merely crushed his skull against the ground. It still killed him well enough.

The world was dreary today, but through that dreariness she noticed a presence that sparked recognition. He wasn't there yet, so she stayed where he would be and counted the stars that couldn't be seen. She kept losing count and having to start over, it was quite vexing.

Finally there he was. She was silent when she moved behind him, until she put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hello. I know you."

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[saintcorrupted]

"You can't throw a soul away. You can lose it and you can sell it, you can kill it and you can destroy it, bit by bit. Mine is broken. If they brought it back it would cut into me with all the sharp edges." Drusilla hummed as if that possible fate didn't disturb her overly much. She turned around to Lindsey, not stopping and not letting go of him.

"Lindsey... Do you think I'm pretty?"

[hartandsouled]

The question caught Lindsey off guard and he took a second longer to reply. "I think you are."

Lindsey sighed at how swiftly she changed the topic on him. Her mind jumped in from fragment to fragment, keeping one conversation going well be difficult. He tried to pull free and realized leaving was going to be just as challenging. "Drusilla, you know what I mean. Or maybe you don't, but I am not looking to get turned."