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Seeing Drusilla Pratt and @_Hostile_17_ on my TL, and I'm all like:

Aye. Right then. {Brow lifting, he looked down at the weapon in his hand, side eyeing Illyria as he stepped out on to the --

{whispering} I see you...

Sainted boys with angel wings. Two halves of a whole.

Trying to stamp out the darkness, aren't you my pets? {giggling} Naughty.

You fear death. But play with it all the same. {sing song} Run and catch... Run and catch...

What will you do when it finds you? It's taken your friend already. A wild eyed man who laid down his life so you could go on.

He was so proud. He watches over you. I can see him... But he won't be able to keep you safe. The cat's gone to pieces all over the --

-- wall. There'll be no putting it back together... {smiling widely} Death waits for you, poppets.

It wants to play.

My William makes little girls sing so prettily. Screams like star music twirling through the heavens... {wide eyed} Can you hear it? x.com/SgtTiggy/statu…

Pixies whispered to me, @BPRP_Beastie. Songs of celebration. Their voices soaring like screams into the night. Pretty speckles in the --

-- sky. Life endures, @BPRP_Beastie. Yours calls out to us like a drum. Thump Thump. Thump Thump. It says it's your birthday. --

-- You won't wither and die, my pet. Not today. {solemnly} So sweet you are, @BPRP_Beastie. I won't let my William be naughty. --

-- It's important to give a gifty on one's special day. That's mine. Many happy returns, @BPRP_Beastie.

{softly} Run and catch... Run and catch... {A giggle slipping from between parted lips, she took off at a fleet footed run down the darkened London street, one man in her sights. Carl. So full of good intentions. Just like Buffy Summers. Just --

-- like the Slayer, the boy reeked of it, but no matter. She'd have Carl sing for her before the night was through. Sing a song to make the stars /dance/. Such beautiful music. If only the songs weren't so short. --

-- Smile widening as she watched Carl step into a dimly lit park, she slowed to a sway and followed, immediately adopting the demure body language of her nearly forgotten human life, closing the distance between them.} Are you lost, Father? --

-- {Head bowed, she stilled, waiting for Carl to turn.} It's not safe here. Didn't your Mommy teach you wicked beasties come out to play at night?