Jan 30, 2005 17:39
Well, so much for the romantic date with Des. The powers, her bosses, decided to give her a pictureless vision that sent all of us heading to the Hellmouth. At least this is a vision we should be able to help. I know Connor, Des and everyone has been real frustrated with the visions that are so far off that they can't do anything about them.
I haven't been to the Hellmouth in years. Wasn't even this hellmouth. The energy around a hellmouth always makes me uneasy. Maybe it's all the years I've spent looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next flunky that was pissed at Dad, Vin or Uncle Mal to come up behind me.
We've decided to pair off with the Sunnydale people. I'm partnering with the slayer, Buffy. That should be interesting. She has one hell of a reputation and it's kind of cool to meet her. I'm going to be on guard though, because the two people Des was sure that she heard in her vision were Giles and Buffy. No way will I let her burn on my watch.
Rhia broke into a really cheesy song that I'm going to have to remember to tease her about later. Man has she mellowed in the last year.
*music ques*
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer’s here and the time is right
For dancing in the streets
They’re dancing in chicago
Down in new orleans
In new york city
All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
They’ll be swinging, swaying, records playing,
Dancing in the street, oh
*dances away from Buffy, looks mortified as he grabs a stranger to dance with*
It doesn’t matter what you wear, just as long as you are there
So come on, every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world
They’ll be dancing, dancing in the street
It’s an invitation across the nation, a chance for folks to meet
They’ll be laughing and singing, music swinging
Dancing in the street
*tap dances with some people and demons down main street*
Philadelphia, pa
Baltimore in dc now
Don’t forget the motor city
On the streets of brazil
Back in the ussr
No matter where you are
All we need is music, sweet music
There’ll be music everywhere
They’ll be swinging, swaying, records playing
Dancing in the street, oh
*holds out a hand to Buffy, twirls her toward him, dancing with her as they turn a corner*
It doesn’t matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world
They’ll be dancing, dancing in the streets
Way down in l.a., everyday
Dancing in the streets
Cross in china too
Me and you
Dancing in the street
Don’t you know
They’ll be dancing
Dancing in the street