The father, the son...

Odd Angel bunny - what if Spike had been the one ensouled a hundred years ago and then turned up in Sunnydale?

We'd have the childe, the redeemer, and the vengeful father/Sire (whom I'd think Spike would try to get ensouled as well, the bloody ponce), and Drusilla the holy ghostess? <giggle> Perhaps she is mad because she has a soul as well - a prophetic soul that drove her mad.

Xander would be mixed up in there somewhere, disciple or love interest for Spike, and, well I did love that hyena-spirit episode. Grr-Xander is a lovely thing. And Angelus just might be trying to woo the Slayer anyway, as an insurance policy.

I don't think Spike would be as weighed by his deeds as Angel - he didn't have a hundred years of rampaging through Europe by that point. What's a decade or two when you've had a hundred years to make up for it? It'd likely make more like the first season of Angel, only with Spike playing Angel, and Drusilla taking the Oracle's part. Of course, with Drusilla, half the time they'll be figuring out her mutterings after the fact.

This sort of thing makes me pound my head on my desk - I need to see the source material first, dammit! It's all speculation at this point - I've only got a half a dozen episodes that I've seen here and there... September is looking better and better - new house, two sets of Buffy tapes, and FX playing them all again in syndication.

ObWhine: Can I move yet and get this over with?

House? House! House?

Went over to see the house.

It's nice. It's a block from a little mini mall, complete with grocery store and movie theatre. It's still pretty quiet, as it's a long block, and the house itself is ringed with trees. There are two bedrooms up, two down, and a little storage room that could double as a guest hole (not quite a room) or computer lab or screening room or some little thing.

The living room is long and large, and the kitchen is nice and airy. There is no separate dining room, just a breakfast nook. The yard is large, and fenced, and scrawny grass struggles to grow under the trees. Again, nice, and I'd just about talked myself into it...

When I got home and the other landlord called me. Two parts of a mansion, one huge and open and requiring a fifth roomie, and the second a daylight basement with 5 rooms and cheap, to boot. Then two houses in Madison Park, pres de l'universite, et L'Arboretum. I'm looking at them tomorrow... and then I'll call the first guy and let him know if I've talked my roommates (and myself) into the first house, or if I've talked the second guy into letting us rent one of his...

Decision tomorrow. And then hope neither of them takes a look at our collective credit rating and toss us on the street.