Well damn...
That was just all kinds of fun, wasn't it?
I waited until Samantha and Hamilton said their goodbyes as they walked out, and of course walked away from the whole damn problem. Illyria. Didn't think that was someome I'd have to be makin' deals with, and I could tell Lilah didn't know just what the hell to do either.
I finally stood, lookin' at Lilah, and sighed. "Yeah," I muttered as I snatched the file in front of me off of the conference table and pocketed the pen I'd been messin' with the entire meeting. "This sucks."
Hell, might as well get the slightly childish bitchin' part out of the way now, there's not goin' to be any time for it later with how everything's runnin' right now.
I glanced back at her again, and nodded to her. We we going to have to figure somethin' out, the ball was in our court, no questions asked and sure as hell no hesitation. Our liasons had been all too happy to give it over to us, just great how they don't get to take any of the damned blame if this whole thing blows up in our faces. I know it's not their job to help us, but still, after lookin' into things I know at least Hamilton wants to get Angel and his gang just as bad as me and Lilah do.
Startin' out with Lilah, I looked back to her again as we left the conference room and started down the hallway. "Any ideas?" I asked her, just loud enough for her to hear it. The conference room wasn't too far from my office, so I really didn't give a damn what was said in between. All surveilance went to us anyway, unless the liasons wanted a piece.
"Or do we just wait for her to come to us, like how it usually happens?" Except we didn't know if she was comin' to us or not, she might be more interested in finding another means of revenge. Latchin' on to someone else isn't Illyria's style, not really, despite how well she seemed to be gettin' along with Pryce after the power was knocked out of her. She'll be cuttin' ties with Angel's gang, or they'll do the cuttin' themselves. Whatever.
And let's not forget how we usually end up completely screwin' up things when we wait. And sometimes when we don't wait. We're damned either way in this... literally. Did I mention this is bullshit? Don't think I did.
(open for Lilah and Illyria)
I waited until Samantha and Hamilton said their goodbyes as they walked out, and of course walked away from the whole damn problem. Illyria. Didn't think that was someome I'd have to be makin' deals with, and I could tell Lilah didn't know just what the hell to do either.
I finally stood, lookin' at Lilah, and sighed. "Yeah," I muttered as I snatched the file in front of me off of the conference table and pocketed the pen I'd been messin' with the entire meeting. "This sucks."
Hell, might as well get the slightly childish bitchin' part out of the way now, there's not goin' to be any time for it later with how everything's runnin' right now.
I glanced back at her again, and nodded to her. We we going to have to figure somethin' out, the ball was in our court, no questions asked and sure as hell no hesitation. Our liasons had been all too happy to give it over to us, just great how they don't get to take any of the damned blame if this whole thing blows up in our faces. I know it's not their job to help us, but still, after lookin' into things I know at least Hamilton wants to get Angel and his gang just as bad as me and Lilah do.
Startin' out with Lilah, I looked back to her again as we left the conference room and started down the hallway. "Any ideas?" I asked her, just loud enough for her to hear it. The conference room wasn't too far from my office, so I really didn't give a damn what was said in between. All surveilance went to us anyway, unless the liasons wanted a piece.
"Or do we just wait for her to come to us, like how it usually happens?" Except we didn't know if she was comin' to us or not, she might be more interested in finding another means of revenge. Latchin' on to someone else isn't Illyria's style, not really, despite how well she seemed to be gettin' along with Pryce after the power was knocked out of her. She'll be cuttin' ties with Angel's gang, or they'll do the cuttin' themselves. Whatever.
And let's not forget how we usually end up completely screwin' up things when we wait. And sometimes when we don't wait. We're damned either way in this... literally. Did I mention this is bullshit? Don't think I did.
(open for Lilah and Illyria)