[Spike hasn't been here very long, but he's easily bored enough that he's got cabin fever already. The training center seems like a pretty good place to start, since he probably shouldn't punch Angel in the back of the head for no reason. Yet.
When he shows up, there's a blond beating the hell out of a punching bag and it makes him... well, nostalgic. He knows she's not Buffy, of course. Even if he can't make out her face immediately, he'd know the smell of Buffy anywhere and this isn't it. But he can't help the memories that crop up. Or resist calling out to her when she comes to a break in her routine.]
Fancy hitting something a bit more interesting than a bag, pet?
training center
When he shows up, there's a blond beating the hell out of a punching bag and it makes him... well, nostalgic. He knows she's not Buffy, of course. Even if he can't make out her face immediately, he'd know the smell of Buffy anywhere and this isn't it. But he can't help the memories that crop up. Or resist calling out to her when she comes to a break in her routine.]
Fancy hitting something a bit more interesting than a bag, pet?