Oct 07, 2004 19:22
We had another meeting on Sunday. This time it was more than just us; it was Maddy and some of her police officers, one of the local army men and Cristoff and his orgasm buddy Eva and their friends. It went very well, considering we had no donuts. Maddy informed us that the local bakery had been looted and there were no more pastries. Then Tara and Willow came in with cookies.
Eva told us that there was a demon in town who wants to raise an army of Turok Han by opening the Hellmouth. It makes sense, really. I'd heard about the demon uprising that happens every twelve hundred years or so shortly after I had been demonized by D'hoffryn. Apparently there had been one a few hundred years earlier. If I hadn't of been busy learning all of the ways to evicerate a human I may have payed more attention to how that particular apocalypse was prevented.
Patrolling has been better now that we've organized. I'm on a team with Giles, Astraeia, Spike's friend Clem, and five of the army men. Who do use hand gestures. I still don't understand them. We get to use the walkie talkie things when we're on patrol so that the teams can check in. Which defeats the purpose of being quiet on patrol since I'm not allowed to eat pretzels because they make too much noise.
Giles, Xander, Maddy and I have moved into Buffy's house. It would be nice if we had power on a regular basis. Although we'd probably have to take cold showers anyway with as many of us as there are in one house.