Endings and Beginnings? There are no such things.

[_the_ram_]

Welcome to Hell. Please notice the absence of any emergency exits. This is not an oversight on our part, they simply do not exist. If you come here, you're here to stay. The sooner you accept that fact, the sooner we can get down to business and things will be more pleasant all round.

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[_the_ram_]

I don't let my smile flicker in any way, I keep gazing at Pryce with cheerful candour. I do send one single snap along his spine, letting every single nerve of his spark and sing with sweet white agony. It's the kind of pain that, if he had any breath, would drive all air from his lungs. However, being dead... well, we can really do what we want to him.

"Your name is whatever we decide to be," I say with perfect politeness. "And if you ever look at me that way again, I will put you in a condition such that you will be unfit for work for at least a week. Understand?"

I shoot a glance at MacDonald. His eyes smile, and that's not an unpromising sign. It's amazing what a little touch of double-crossing and death will do for his concern for his former companions.

"The worst we can do to you, Pryce, has already been done," I continue calmly, with a slight shrug. "But in the living world, Charles Gunn for one still has a chance. He still lives. At least for now. Spike has yet to be dusted, Illyria yet to be decapitated. Do you begin to follow me?"

[_wes_pryce_]

Well, that hurt...somewhat...badly. Gritting my teeth, I glare at this Ram being. Playing like that are we? The rush of pain is still ringing in my ears, so I'll just pretend I've not heard her. "Insufferable wench," I mutter under my breath as I straighten up.

I've a feeling that Miss Ram and I are not going to get along. I refuse to listen to the name Pryce, I'm not her dog. I'm not anyone's dog. And if I'm to be McDonald's boss? That little smirk just got him in a lot of trouble. I'll think of something very nice. Stupid pratt.

"Really?" I cross my arms over my chest and give her a disinterested look. "If the worse has already been done, then I fail to see what I'm doing here in that case." Maybe the rest had more luck then I do. Just my rotten misfortune to die first and wind up here I guess. "Why don't you get to the bloody point." You powerhungry bint.

[lindsey_lives]

Bet that hurt quite a bit. But he doesn't cry out or anything. Bravo Wes. Talking back to a Senior Partner is a rather stupid thing to do. It was more along the lines of something I'd do.

The battle was still going? Personally, I hoped someone was beating the crap out of Angel right now, making him suffer.

I raised an eyebrow as Wes spoke again. Ram was using the usual threats. If pain doesn't bother you, we'll hurt/torture/kill those you care for until you do what we say. "Angel's still undead then? Bummer."