Buffy, we need to talk. * He had wanted to speak sooner... but with the latest bout of commotion there hadn't been much time. He takes a deep breath and gazes into the portal, a soft sort of smile pursing his lips. He hopes that the awkwardness has passed, ...but he'll not be holding his breath. *

I must apologize for my rather outlandish behavior, Master.
I had no right to speak to you in such a distasteful manner.

* His gaze drops to the portal and he grips it tight ...almost to the point of breaking it. He's waited for his Master to return and he just had to come back in the midst of all this. Sighs, his lips turning down into a frown. ( Read more... )

[ ohNo. Sebastian's portal's been on all night with its sights set firmly on the door. But as morning hits he knocks ( twice, of course ) and steps through. Sebastian walks over to the window and, drawing back the blinds, allows the sunlight filter into the room. It causes a temporarily glare on the portal's screen, but once it starts to die down ( Read more... )

I noticed that a lot of people have suddenly disappeared.

[ Lets out a small, slightly aggravated, sigh. Jarlaxle, for one, is MIA. He's noticed a few others, too, but Sebastian had become rather fond of that, particular, man. ]

I could, simply, be paranoid, [ Not likely. ] .. but is there anybody else that's noticed people disappearing without ( Read more... )

I think that it might be in our best interest, at least for now, to come to terms with our being stranded here in Promenade. I perused the portal and noticed that while there have already been several attempts to return to our own worlds, there has been little to no real progress made.

[ Sebastian pauses, thoughtfully. ] .. a different approach ( Read more... )