Valley of the Queens. Clone City. Out on an upper terrace.

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Ang leans back against the sun-warmed stone and wriggles her toes inside her shoes as she listens to her computer tell a story about a little chicken who went to town and saw a clown. It's a rhyming story, simple and catchy, and she's enjoying it very much. And up here there's no one to complain about her listening to it twelve times in a row. Present is curled next to her, asleep and purring.

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Ang leads the way to the cantina. "Wait here, I'll be right back!"

Yes, she's still following Wolvie's rules about having Spike at her house.

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Spike blinked, then frownd and sat, shrugging. He'd wait.

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It's only a few moments before she's back. Puffing badly from her running and flushed in the face.

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"Easy, sweetheart," Spike frowned and went to her.

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She leans against him as she tries to catch her breath. "Didn't... want you... to wait too long."

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"Shh, take your breath," he held her close and rubbed her back. "I'd wait forever for you, you know that," he smiled.

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She wants to tell him that she'd never make him wait that long, but she's got to get the breathing slower first. So she just rests her face against his chest and works on that.

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Spike smiled and rubbed her back, holding her close and willing her breathing to match his. "Easy, luv," he murmured.

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Finally she's got it settled and smiles as she pulls away and reaches for his hand. "Lets sit."

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"Alright," he smiled, finding a good place and sitting, holding out an arm to bring her down next to him.