Captain Forehead receiving his fluffy reward?
The fight was bloody everything that Angel had billed it to be and more so. Percy and Charlie boy had entered the fight already bloody wounded, yet they somehow bleeding managed to not end up pushing up the daisies.
Couldn't say the same about Illyria. Would have thought for sure that the little shiva would have had the stones to make it through, but there were so many...there were just so bloody many of them.
And there were so many of us. Thought that it would just be myself, Captain astronaut, Big blue, Charlie boy and Percy, but as it turned out, cardboard Finn brought his wife and team with him to help us fight and Giles grew a pair and decided to not only send his entire squad of slayers as it turned out, but also came to fight himself.
Bugger Willow dying. Xander and Giles...I even feel a little sack of hammers or maybe just plain crappy about them dying and I can see it in Buffy's eyes, those amazing eyes, those eyes that I have missed and dreamed about, that though the niblet made it through, that she would never be the same, not without her friends.
All of the slayers, bloody bitch that cut off my hands, all rehabilitated included, were killed, from what I can see, with the exception of Buffy, the buxom bad slayer, little miss bossy Kennedy and two other bints that I am unfamiliar with.
Took a second to look around and the carnage was incredible. The rain was making blood look non-existent, but bloody well knew better then to think otherwise. Had my own blood on me as well as the blood from several demons. Angel's blood was splattered on me when we were fighting near each other and Illyria's fatal blow, her heading being chopped off, sent her blood all over me.
Everywhere, those who survived were gathering. Faith and the ponce that tried to kill me last year, now a shagging pair, were gathered next to a cute little blonde who reminded me of Buffy and some bloke who looked to be having trouble standing.
The punk of Angel's spunk was getting close to the niblet and something tells me that it will be too close for comfort for Buffy, though Dawn has grown even more since I last bloody saw her. He's got zero chance in any hell with her, though, especially now, while she along with Buffy hover over Willow and Xander's body, joined by Kennedy, who can't bare to look and is now going towards Percy and Charlie boy, who are just sitting there, on the wet ground, surrounded by dead demons, bleeding.
Then there's Angel, who for a moment, was looking around, staring at the cacophony of the people ogling us after they didn't help with the battle, and the pitter-patter of the lessening rain on the scene. One minute, it looks like he's thinking and the next, he suddenly just falls to the ground, just as Buffy's weeping eyes met his. Sure, she got up for him, but couldn't blame her. The red flash that went through his eyes was unmistakable, and it even managed to catch my little eye, though looking at Angel wasn't something that generally makes me jump for joy.
Still, the red flash wasn't a shock to me. Took my attention away from my dead ex-tumble, Harm, who did great harm to herself by deciding to help us fight with the demons. Buffy, however, might not have known the entire Shanshu score. She probably thought that her former love, bloody gag me, was losing his soul. The way that she rushed to him made me want to heave, when she didn't even acknowledge me after the fight, even though I had died for her, bloody given up what I was from her not so long ago.
Shoved the negative thoughts aside, when from the distance, running through the rain in not-so-flattering hospital garb, came, could it be?...Cordelia? Had to pull a double-take on that one, but as she drew closer, it was unmistakable, it was her.
And still, Angel convulsed, his eyes flashed one more time and then he lay still as both Buffy and Cordelia and even his little boy, Percy and Gunn, looked on to see what was going on.
"Bu...Buffy, love, it's not what you think. A prophecy has been fulfilled here. The big evil, or another one, bloody anyway, has been averted and because of it, it appears that Angel is now a real boy again..."
She looked at me, stunned and I immediately felt bad for her that I was sodding jealous that she gave Angel more time of day then she had to me, especially considering that someone who was like her father and her two best friends had just kicked it in a heroic way.
Cordelia, though, was closer to Angel, who looked at her and away from Buffy, and she seemed to captivate Angel's attentions more then even Buffy did Again, not to be petty, but that is certainly something that you won't hear me belly-aching about.
[Cordelia, Angel and Buffy]
Couldn't say the same about Illyria. Would have thought for sure that the little shiva would have had the stones to make it through, but there were so many...there were just so bloody many of them.
And there were so many of us. Thought that it would just be myself, Captain astronaut, Big blue, Charlie boy and Percy, but as it turned out, cardboard Finn brought his wife and team with him to help us fight and Giles grew a pair and decided to not only send his entire squad of slayers as it turned out, but also came to fight himself.
Bugger Willow dying. Xander and Giles...I even feel a little sack of hammers or maybe just plain crappy about them dying and I can see it in Buffy's eyes, those amazing eyes, those eyes that I have missed and dreamed about, that though the niblet made it through, that she would never be the same, not without her friends.
All of the slayers, bloody bitch that cut off my hands, all rehabilitated included, were killed, from what I can see, with the exception of Buffy, the buxom bad slayer, little miss bossy Kennedy and two other bints that I am unfamiliar with.
Took a second to look around and the carnage was incredible. The rain was making blood look non-existent, but bloody well knew better then to think otherwise. Had my own blood on me as well as the blood from several demons. Angel's blood was splattered on me when we were fighting near each other and Illyria's fatal blow, her heading being chopped off, sent her blood all over me.
Everywhere, those who survived were gathering. Faith and the ponce that tried to kill me last year, now a shagging pair, were gathered next to a cute little blonde who reminded me of Buffy and some bloke who looked to be having trouble standing.
The punk of Angel's spunk was getting close to the niblet and something tells me that it will be too close for comfort for Buffy, though Dawn has grown even more since I last bloody saw her. He's got zero chance in any hell with her, though, especially now, while she along with Buffy hover over Willow and Xander's body, joined by Kennedy, who can't bare to look and is now going towards Percy and Charlie boy, who are just sitting there, on the wet ground, surrounded by dead demons, bleeding.
Then there's Angel, who for a moment, was looking around, staring at the cacophony of the people ogling us after they didn't help with the battle, and the pitter-patter of the lessening rain on the scene. One minute, it looks like he's thinking and the next, he suddenly just falls to the ground, just as Buffy's weeping eyes met his. Sure, she got up for him, but couldn't blame her. The red flash that went through his eyes was unmistakable, and it even managed to catch my little eye, though looking at Angel wasn't something that generally makes me jump for joy.
Still, the red flash wasn't a shock to me. Took my attention away from my dead ex-tumble, Harm, who did great harm to herself by deciding to help us fight with the demons. Buffy, however, might not have known the entire Shanshu score. She probably thought that her former love, bloody gag me, was losing his soul. The way that she rushed to him made me want to heave, when she didn't even acknowledge me after the fight, even though I had died for her, bloody given up what I was from her not so long ago.
Shoved the negative thoughts aside, when from the distance, running through the rain in not-so-flattering hospital garb, came, could it be?...Cordelia? Had to pull a double-take on that one, but as she drew closer, it was unmistakable, it was her.
And still, Angel convulsed, his eyes flashed one more time and then he lay still as both Buffy and Cordelia and even his little boy, Percy and Gunn, looked on to see what was going on.
"Bu...Buffy, love, it's not what you think. A prophecy has been fulfilled here. The big evil, or another one, bloody anyway, has been averted and because of it, it appears that Angel is now a real boy again..."
She looked at me, stunned and I immediately felt bad for her that I was sodding jealous that she gave Angel more time of day then she had to me, especially considering that someone who was like her father and her two best friends had just kicked it in a heroic way.
Cordelia, though, was closer to Angel, who looked at her and away from Buffy, and she seemed to captivate Angel's attentions more then even Buffy did Again, not to be petty, but that is certainly something that you won't hear me belly-aching about.
[Cordelia, Angel and Buffy]