Catching up.

Jul 07, 2005 21:02

So after Angel and I had -gasp- magically found each other, we were back at my apartment. Things changed after I left, to put it gently. And here we were, catching up on the old times. Of course, I didn't have much to put in on my side of the story, because it's not like it would be worth listening to anyways ( Read more... )

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mr_angel July 9 2005, 05:16:56 UTC
Sighing, I nodded when she said it out loud. I really don't know why it still affected me the way it did. After all, we were both dead. Sure, I'd always been actually dead, but still.. alive. Her leaving that day was never anything I thought about with a smile on my face ( ... )

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parting_gifts July 10 2005, 02:25:06 UTC
"Well, it wasn't one of the easiest things I'd ever experienced. They did manage to wake me up from a not-so-good night's sleep."I almost let out a small laugh. They woke him up from a not-so-good sleep? Try living with them for 5 years. Ish. But around there. Especially before they were in the land of the painfree. When they were actual scratch and sniff visions? They weren't exactly the most pleasant experiences either ( ... )

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mr_angel July 11 2005, 15:01:29 UTC
"Hey. It's okay. Just think, the worse that could've happened happened already. You're just stuck down here with me for eternity. And if the others got off lucky, they're up in heaven."

When she put her arms around my shoulders, I couldn’t help but smile a little. “The worst? This is hardly the worst situation they could’ve put me in,” I said seriously. Considering the circumstances this is one of the more better things that could’ve happened. I never expected that I’d end up somewhere like heaven, or even anything close to it.

But having me spend eternity in hell with Cordelia? I’m scared to say it, but things are actually looking up from where they’d been the past few months. Running Wolfram and Hart was the closet thing to hell on earth as one could get. No, I'd say that I'm doing alright for now.

The worst thing they could’ve done to me is stick me down here by myself. No, actually that’s not true. Sticking me down here with Spike would’ve been much worse.

"And stop thinking about Spike. He's not anymore of champion ( ... )

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parting_gifts July 12 2005, 21:03:38 UTC
I grinned back down at him, before settling back against the couch. I crossed my legs up under me, seeing as he was sortof over his little mope trip. Sort of.

"Anything to kill around here? Besides time?" I asked, smirking. I couldn't help it. "Sorry sorry. I haven't been the least bit sarcastic to anyone since before I arrived down here. We could go out and see if there's any one else around here."

This was really odd. I mean, we hadn't seen anyone. Okay, so any one important. I didn't even know if any of the gang were still down here. Like he said, Fred had died. But I hadn't seen her. Not like I wouldn't want too.

And Wes. Doyle, Spike, Lorne, Faith? Any of them? Who knew where the hell they were. I honestly didn't.

Getting up from the couch, I stopped, looking back down at him. "Feel like heading out for a walk? Oh, don't worry about the sun. I'm sure that's not a problem down here."

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mr_angel July 18 2005, 03:29:45 UTC
I think that I was grateful she didn't go into the 'I'm sorry' comment any more than just waving her hand at it. I really didn't want to get more into that, but it was something I'd wanted her to know. I had been sorry for her death and hated that I wasn't able to do anything about it ( ... )

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parting_gifts July 18 2005, 20:58:14 UTC
He actually agreed to keep the brooding to a minimum? This was cause for a celebration over here. "Well, I think to celebrate your going cold turkey on the brooding, we need another round of drinks." I said, a smirk lingering on my face.

"So. Any ideas on our next fun-filled activity down here?"

"Besides attempting to get good and drunk .. I'm at a complete lose for fun filled activities. I brought us here, I think it's your turn to choose something to do. After all, we do have eternity to figure this whole thing out."

Right? I mean it's not like either one of us were going anywhere for a while. Besides, he needed to get acquainted with the place. Not like I was exactly at home down here. It's just, there weren't that many things actually going on. Ever.

I picked up my drink and took a sip before placing it back down on the coaster and glancing back up at him. I jiggled my foot against the bar stool while I waited for him to figure out what we were going to do next.

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mr_angel July 19 2005, 02:23:48 UTC
Cold turkey? Had I said cold turkey? I seriously hope she wasn't looking for me to neverhave a furrowed brow at all for the rest of the eternity that we spent down here.

As for the drunk part of the evening.. morning.. afternoon.. whatever, I was all for that just as long as I could get drunk and didn't have to drink gallons of this to do so. Maybe I should try for something a little stronger if I was looking to get drunk.

Waving to the bartender, I ordered another beer for now and nodded to Cordelia to order something else. The drinks arrived and I looked at her again. "Well, then let's celebrate." Raising the bottle a bit, I brought it to my lips and took a drink from it. You know, either I'm already starting to get drunk or this stuff is starting to actually taste decent.

"As for something to do? Well, I'm all for getting good and drunk. Not really sure after that though. We could do some more walking around. There's bound to be a part of this hell that is worth seeing, huh?"

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parting_gifts July 19 2005, 02:57:40 UTC
I smiled at the bartender as he brought back another beer for Angel. I looked at my coke and frowned. "If you're going to bring me back another drink, make it something stronger then a coke." I said, a smirk playing on my lips. "Like oh I don't know, a martini?"

Please. I was all for going for hard liquor, but I figured I'd ease my way into it. I didn't need to make myself look like too much of an idiot. Besides, I could hold my liquor. I really could.

"Oh. We should soo take the Scenic Route of Hell tour." I said, an eager smile on my face. "I hear it's half off if you bring a friend!" I laughed as the bartneder brought me back my martini.

Taking a sip, I sighed. Ah. I kinda missed those. I hadn't had a good drink in a long time. I think I was afraid to do that down here. No one to watch my back.

"I know what we can do. Let's play 20 questions." I said, with a small shrug. "Not like we don't already know *everything* about each other .. but still. It'll pass the time." I smiled and looked at his face, waiting for a response.

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mr_angel August 3 2005, 04:32:52 UTC
Nodding to the bartender when he brought us another set of drinks, I took a long drink and sighed. What did a vampire have to do around here to get drunk? A small buzz even ( ... )

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parting_gifts August 8 2005, 02:40:51 UTC
"Well the phone call that I told you I had to get and the fact that my .. not real self had to leave." I said, with a bit of a sigh put in there. Like it was really my fault it wasn't me but my astral self projected by the PTB's? No. Not my fault in the least ( ... )

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mr_angel August 14 2005, 01:36:24 UTC
Not her real self? Well, it might've not been *really* her as in her not really waking up, but to me she was real as real can get. Real enough for her visions to get passed on to me. Real enough to leave me thinking I could've done something.. something better to have kept her alive. Screw the Powers and their screwed up plans. She deserved so much more than one last chance that they gave her. She deserved to much more than to be in this place ( ... )

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parting_gifts August 14 2005, 03:16:53 UTC
Oh, if we were really lucky, we'd be hanging over the bar spilling our deepest darkest secrets to each other. Glacning at the odd coppery color I picked up my glass before shaking it a little. "What's the worst it could do. Kill us?" I asked him, a smile on my face as I took a sip.

"Cheers." I said, coughing. Oh dear god, that tasted like crap. "Maybe we'll be buzzed just from the horribly AWFUL taste that this has." I said, as I placed the glass back on the bar.

"What'd you ask him for? Acid?" I asked, grinning as I took another sip of the crap. Oh it tasted like garbage. "Did you really mean it?" I asked him, just registering what he said about the whole 'so did I' comment about our last day.

Inhibitions? What was that? I rolled my eyes and took another drink. Here's to finding out the truth, I guess.

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