August 9th, 2004

tank girl

Blue Boy

Blue Boy"We can't do that." Dawn was struggling to keep her voice down as Spike pointed out his favoured curse, a broad grin on his face. It was quite a maniacal grin.

"Yes we can. It's not like it's permanent." He was making notes of the necessary ingredients.

Dawn scanned through the spell until she got to the results. Apparently the victim's first layer of skin would slowly cycle through lurid swirls of colour. If they got the pronunciation correct, Spike was pretty certain they could get a nice paisley effect. "Okay. You grab the K'van bile, I'll get the indigo."


open_on_sundaychallenge #72: patterns
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