Who: Angel, Cordelia, Gunn, and Wes Where: The Hotel in New Orleans Where They Are Staying When: The Morning After Gunn and Cordy's Drunken Bar Crawl What: Angel being a butt and waking up Cordy and Gunn Status: Complete :)
Most of the night he had been up and about. First out with Angel to get some information and do some negotiating. Then back at the hotel where he spend a few more hours on research. Where they were located, what was going on here, the history, he went over the contract they had made with the demon clan. By the time he checked his watch it had been four in the morning
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The last thing that Gunn remembered about the night before was hitting up the voodoo shop and laughing with Cordy about all the weird and goofy looking crap that they had in there. None of it would do what it was advertised to do! Also, he was pretty sure that the 'shrunken heads' that they were selling were made of cow leather. Didn't matter, though. They had fun
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Cordelia had been in the deepest sleep until there was a very prominent banging on her door. Her mouth felt like cotton balls and her head pounded almost as loud as whoever the hell had the nerve to wake her up. And what was with that voice?
She moaned a "Go away" into her pillow, but knew it had no effect as the obnoxious fake southern accent still came through loud and clear. She pushed herself up from the bed, hair askew and still in the clothes she had on the night before. Luckily, she had managed to get her heels off so her feet didn't suffer throughout her sleep.
She swung open the door with the most fearsome glare she had ever glared. At Angel. "Angel, what the hell are you doing? It's daytime. Go back to sleep and be a normal vampire for god's sake," she grumbled, ready to slam the door when she saw the other two boys coming up behind him, Wesley equipped with a stake.
She sighed loudly, reaching up to smooth the dead animal that used to be her nice hairstyle, "Goddammit, I am so not in the mood to deal with evil Angelus
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Angel looked over at Wes when he came out. "I'm trying to wake up Cordelia so we can get some work done today," Angel said innocently to Wes. "Got lots and lots of work to do, right?" Even though he had taken pains to hide it, Angel could still see the stake right away. OK, so he kind of got why Wes and the others might be a little paranoid as to why he was in a good mood. He just wished that he could be a slightly happy, but still with plenty on his mind, vampire and not immediately get staked for it
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She moaned a "Go away" into her pillow, but knew it had no effect as the obnoxious fake southern accent still came through loud and clear. She pushed herself up from the bed, hair askew and still in the clothes she had on the night before. Luckily, she had managed to get her heels off so her feet didn't suffer throughout her sleep.
She swung open the door with the most fearsome glare she had ever glared. At Angel. "Angel, what the hell are you doing? It's daytime. Go back to sleep and be a normal vampire for god's sake," she grumbled, ready to slam the door when she saw the other two boys coming up behind him, Wesley equipped with a stake.
She sighed loudly, reaching up to smooth the dead animal that used to be her nice hairstyle, "Goddammit, I am so not in the mood to deal with evil Angelus ( ... )
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