sd_reunion
I went to the hospital to visit Giles.
Poor guy...he looks so weak...
And I didn't pay any attention.
Giles noticed something that hit me cold--
Vamp material has been like.. nil.
So, I have an appointment -so to speak- with Willy the Snitch.
I left the hospital, still not completely confident that Giles was going to be alive when I got back.
The darkness was colder for some reason.
Really cold..
I heard a noise, turning around but backing up just the same, bumping into someone.
I turned around, seeing someone I knew.
"Don't worry," he said, "I won't bite..."
"Angel...what're you doing here? I thought..."
He shook his head.
"They folded. I came back here...serious lack of vamp mobility.."
He had a point.
"Speaking of...I was just about to head to Willy's to see what's up. I know you two just love to chat, so want to come with?"
Angel just looked at me. He can't stand Willy that much.
"He's gotta be better than your old W&H buddies, working with the demons and such."
He shrugged.
"Point taken."
We arrived shortly, Buffy coming in the door first.
"Hey Willy. I need some information."
"If you need stocks and bonds, you know where to go for those."
Angel had hidden in the shadows. He showed his face then.
"Willy..."
Willy's eyes went wide, and I made a dive over the bar as he headed for the back door.
"I don't think so, demon trader boy. Whaddyou know?"
"N-nothing, nothing, honest!"
Angel stepped closer to the bar. Amazing how intimidating he is, when he's just a snuggly teddy bear. Really.
"NOTHING! I'm serious!"
"Does this 'nothing' have a name?" I said, tightening the grip on the back of his shirt.
He caved, breaking out in a sweat. Angel looked worried.
"I'm serious. Th..there's something big happening. And there's no name at the head of it."
"The time for being cryptic is over Willy." Angel said, his gaze growing dark.
"I've seen m-minions. They all call their boss "The Unnamed"."
I looked at Angel. He shrugged.
And then he stopped.
"Wait..the unnamed? The One who has no face?"
Willy gulped.
"That, too."
Angel's eyes were wide.
"Buffy, this is bad."
I let go of Willy.
"No duh, Angel! I hadn't figured that out already."
"No, Buffy. I mean BAD. A subject of some unnamed force was brought up at the law firm. Caused some real problems..."
I looked at him.
"What kind of problems?"
"Enough to wipe out a city...or two..."
Poor guy...he looks so weak...
And I didn't pay any attention.
Giles noticed something that hit me cold--
Vamp material has been like.. nil.
So, I have an appointment -so to speak- with Willy the Snitch.
I left the hospital, still not completely confident that Giles was going to be alive when I got back.
The darkness was colder for some reason.
Really cold..
I heard a noise, turning around but backing up just the same, bumping into someone.
I turned around, seeing someone I knew.
"Don't worry," he said, "I won't bite..."
"Angel...what're you doing here? I thought..."
He shook his head.
"They folded. I came back here...serious lack of vamp mobility.."
He had a point.
"Speaking of...I was just about to head to Willy's to see what's up. I know you two just love to chat, so want to come with?"
Angel just looked at me. He can't stand Willy that much.
"He's gotta be better than your old W&H buddies, working with the demons and such."
He shrugged.
"Point taken."
We arrived shortly, Buffy coming in the door first.
"Hey Willy. I need some information."
"If you need stocks and bonds, you know where to go for those."
Angel had hidden in the shadows. He showed his face then.
"Willy..."
Willy's eyes went wide, and I made a dive over the bar as he headed for the back door.
"I don't think so, demon trader boy. Whaddyou know?"
"N-nothing, nothing, honest!"
Angel stepped closer to the bar. Amazing how intimidating he is, when he's just a snuggly teddy bear. Really.
"NOTHING! I'm serious!"
"Does this 'nothing' have a name?" I said, tightening the grip on the back of his shirt.
He caved, breaking out in a sweat. Angel looked worried.
"I'm serious. Th..there's something big happening. And there's no name at the head of it."
"The time for being cryptic is over Willy." Angel said, his gaze growing dark.
"I've seen m-minions. They all call their boss "The Unnamed"."
I looked at Angel. He shrugged.
And then he stopped.
"Wait..the unnamed? The One who has no face?"
Willy gulped.
"That, too."
Angel's eyes were wide.
"Buffy, this is bad."
I let go of Willy.
"No duh, Angel! I hadn't figured that out already."
"No, Buffy. I mean BAD. A subject of some unnamed force was brought up at the law firm. Caused some real problems..."
I looked at him.
"What kind of problems?"
"Enough to wipe out a city...or two..."