The bitch is back hellmouth_of_la
Speak of the devil and there she is.
I am annoyed that I didn't get time to twist the knife in a little deeper just to see Angel's reaction before she arrived. I have a hunch that his weak spot could be his feelings for Cordelia, and it's something I want to explore.
Wesley stands beside her, grinning. He never smiles for me like that. It's always tinged with bitterness, or melancholy or lust.
The three musketeers reunited. How quaint, how heartening. All for one and one for all. I chuckle to myself at the random thought of Angel as Arthos, the brooding leader; Wesley as Aramis with his secret dark mistress; and Cordelia the vain, self-important Porthos.
All we needed was a reckless lovesick amoral D'Artagnan. Gunn? Fred? Neither of them quite fit and they were late players to the scene.
Spike.
I grin like a cheshire, pleased with my little mental game
I am annoyed that I didn't get time to twist the knife in a little deeper just to see Angel's reaction before she arrived. I have a hunch that his weak spot could be his feelings for Cordelia, and it's something I want to explore.
Wesley stands beside her, grinning. He never smiles for me like that. It's always tinged with bitterness, or melancholy or lust.
The three musketeers reunited. How quaint, how heartening. All for one and one for all. I chuckle to myself at the random thought of Angel as Arthos, the brooding leader; Wesley as Aramis with his secret dark mistress; and Cordelia the vain, self-important Porthos.
All we needed was a reckless lovesick amoral D'Artagnan. Gunn? Fred? Neither of them quite fit and they were late players to the scene.
Spike.
I grin like a cheshire, pleased with my little mental game