Someone's been sleeping in my bloody bed!
I arrived in Sunnydale mid-morning, and drove right to the Magic Box to meet Ms. Raiden. Anya seemed a bit put out that I wasn't there to help with the last minute Valentine's Sale customers, but she was running about so energetically that she didn't really seem to need my help. Gwen showed up about a half an hour later with some very ancient looking scrolls, and we took them into the back so I could have a look at them without drawing unwanted attention.
Oh my. I read at least one thing for certain: The Destroyer will kill Sahjean. I am not certain who that is, but the name vaguely rings a bell. There was another passage that seemed to related to the folding of space/time dimensions...it will require more exacting translation, and I told Gwen as much. In all seriousness, I suspect the lawyers she mentioned are from Wolfram and Hart, and I don't want her selling them to anyone there, especially after what Tori told us about Ethan. Gwen turned them over to me readily enough--I think the murders have her really shaken up--and I warned her to watch out for someone named Sahjean and not to trust the lawyers, either. Unfortunately, neither Connor nor Dylan are in very good shape to deal with this development at the moment.
I returned to my apartment in Rhia's building and...good heavens, it looks like someone's been squatting here! There's bedding on the sofa, wet towels in the bathroom...and half of my best bottle of Scotch is gone. I think I'd better have a word with Joan and Yuffie!
Oh my. I read at least one thing for certain: The Destroyer will kill Sahjean. I am not certain who that is, but the name vaguely rings a bell. There was another passage that seemed to related to the folding of space/time dimensions...it will require more exacting translation, and I told Gwen as much. In all seriousness, I suspect the lawyers she mentioned are from Wolfram and Hart, and I don't want her selling them to anyone there, especially after what Tori told us about Ethan. Gwen turned them over to me readily enough--I think the murders have her really shaken up--and I warned her to watch out for someone named Sahjean and not to trust the lawyers, either. Unfortunately, neither Connor nor Dylan are in very good shape to deal with this development at the moment.
I returned to my apartment in Rhia's building and...good heavens, it looks like someone's been squatting here! There's bedding on the sofa, wet towels in the bathroom...and half of my best bottle of Scotch is gone. I think I'd better have a word with Joan and Yuffie!