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Been a busy week. Thought I was done with those when I got out of Wolfram & Hart. Not that I didn't expect not to have things to do that. But life as Angel Investigations is usually slower than life as Wolfram & Hart.
All started on Tuesday when I got an emergency SOS from Lorne. Seems that while he was doing his world tour, some nasty was tracking him down and killing the people that got in its way. A couple slayer types, plus Giles and Andrew rounded him up and were holding him hostage. Course, I knew it couldn't be Lorne -- Hulk smash subconscious and all, Lorne's a pussycat, by his own definition. So I had Morrigan shimmer me over there, as it was fastest, and made my case.
Helped that the big nasty attacked while Lorne was tied up at Council Headquarters. So we rounded up a posse of a few Slayers, most of which were eager to get their slay on, and tracked it down.
Posse of Slayers plus one vampire against a big nasty demon? No contest.
Flew back home again with Lorne after that. Things are odd with Lorne. Wish they didn't have to be. But I had him do what needed to be done. (Ended up not mattering anyway, since McDonald is now a perma-pain in my ass. The Senior Partners have a funny, funny sense of humor.)
Got back in town and oddly enough, haven't seen much of anyone else. Well, not that I see much of Dennis much anyway, him being invisible and all. Gunn's apparently been volunteering in the shelter that's moved in downstairs. The less I see of Illyria, the happier I am, but I do sort of miss Cordy.
And Morrigan, oddly enough. Gotten used to having her around the office, but according to Turner, she took off in a hurry after getting enthralled by some fear demon or something.
If it's not one thing, it's another, around here.
//firewalled against everybody but Morrigan
Understand if you don't want to do anything now. But maybe next week sometime we could . . . maybe go out and do something? If you feel like it? Later? You don't have to let me know now. Just . . . maybe think about it. Okay? Okay.
//end firewall
All started on Tuesday when I got an emergency SOS from Lorne. Seems that while he was doing his world tour, some nasty was tracking him down and killing the people that got in its way. A couple slayer types, plus Giles and Andrew rounded him up and were holding him hostage. Course, I knew it couldn't be Lorne -- Hulk smash subconscious and all, Lorne's a pussycat, by his own definition. So I had Morrigan shimmer me over there, as it was fastest, and made my case.
Helped that the big nasty attacked while Lorne was tied up at Council Headquarters. So we rounded up a posse of a few Slayers, most of which were eager to get their slay on, and tracked it down.
Posse of Slayers plus one vampire against a big nasty demon? No contest.
Flew back home again with Lorne after that. Things are odd with Lorne. Wish they didn't have to be. But I had him do what needed to be done. (Ended up not mattering anyway, since McDonald is now a perma-pain in my ass. The Senior Partners have a funny, funny sense of humor.)
Got back in town and oddly enough, haven't seen much of anyone else. Well, not that I see much of Dennis much anyway, him being invisible and all. Gunn's apparently been volunteering in the shelter that's moved in downstairs. The less I see of Illyria, the happier I am, but I do sort of miss Cordy.
And Morrigan, oddly enough. Gotten used to having her around the office, but according to Turner, she took off in a hurry after getting enthralled by some fear demon or something.
If it's not one thing, it's another, around here.
//firewalled against everybody but Morrigan
Understand if you don't want to do anything now. But maybe next week sometime we could . . . maybe go out and do something? If you feel like it? Later? You don't have to let me know now. Just . . . maybe think about it. Okay? Okay.
//end firewall