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Alright. I'm stuck in this box, with a perception of my apartment.. Just how I left it. It will never cease to amaze me how Wolfram and Hart can so easily, with the snap of a thumb..a bitch's thumb bring something that was long gone somewhere else. Dammit, I missed it.
I was becoming angry. Everything looks the same, although it isn't. Why? Because I'm stuck in a box, the bastards are trying to fool me. It was so quiet in here, so I decided to turn on my out dated CD player.. Must be outdated, after all, who knows how long I've been gone. Hell, I don't know. I laughed as it played country music. Funny guys, what an idea of hell. I attempted to change the station, but their little glitch in the system prevented me to. Real nice.. Hey, at least it's music. I supposed I could deal with a little country..Alright no. I turned it off, and sat down contemplating and planning my exquisite life ruining of Eve. I am NOT going to limit myself to sit here, and do her dirty work, or even be her little puppy. I was not brought up that way, nor was I ever like that way. Not going to start now, after she was the one that NEEDED me. This power over her made me smile. I could do some damage with this.. This bitch is going down.
The funny thing was, I knew of her.. Heard some awful stories about her, just can't remember them. It's been a hundred years and all. Just give me time. I knew that there would be observers there...watching my every move, and making dame sure that I was still me.. Lilah. I didn't know how else to prove to them. They knew I was a bitch then, not going to change now. Or maybe they just plan on making me crazy sitting in this box, wondering what's going on out there in the real world. I could care less.. After all, I'm alive, and I could not ask for more.. well maybe some decent music. This apartment wasn't that bad, and staying away from people wouldn't be either. I can trust myself not to kill me, I just can't trust the deranged people of Wolfram and Hart. Eventually I'll get out of here.
Whatever this Eve girl wants, she's gonna have to beg for it. I already know we're gonna work together just fine. Why? Because the seemed power over each other creates chaos..And chaos is my middle name.
I looked up, to the camera that wasn't in my apartment, but hey, lookie there, I have one here. I smiled and Flipped them off.
"I know you're watching me, waiting for me to make some move. you lose. I can sit here for years. After all, you did send me to hell. I think I can handle some country music and a nice cozy bed. Tell Miss Eve that I won't be joining her for dinner. She'll be joining me."
Oh this is cool. What is she going to do, torture me? Haah. I'm not likely the candidate for it. I'd rather be dead than make her 'powerful' life happy.
I was becoming angry. Everything looks the same, although it isn't. Why? Because I'm stuck in a box, the bastards are trying to fool me. It was so quiet in here, so I decided to turn on my out dated CD player.. Must be outdated, after all, who knows how long I've been gone. Hell, I don't know. I laughed as it played country music. Funny guys, what an idea of hell. I attempted to change the station, but their little glitch in the system prevented me to. Real nice.. Hey, at least it's music. I supposed I could deal with a little country..Alright no. I turned it off, and sat down contemplating and planning my exquisite life ruining of Eve. I am NOT going to limit myself to sit here, and do her dirty work, or even be her little puppy. I was not brought up that way, nor was I ever like that way. Not going to start now, after she was the one that NEEDED me. This power over her made me smile. I could do some damage with this.. This bitch is going down.
The funny thing was, I knew of her.. Heard some awful stories about her, just can't remember them. It's been a hundred years and all. Just give me time. I knew that there would be observers there...watching my every move, and making dame sure that I was still me.. Lilah. I didn't know how else to prove to them. They knew I was a bitch then, not going to change now. Or maybe they just plan on making me crazy sitting in this box, wondering what's going on out there in the real world. I could care less.. After all, I'm alive, and I could not ask for more.. well maybe some decent music. This apartment wasn't that bad, and staying away from people wouldn't be either. I can trust myself not to kill me, I just can't trust the deranged people of Wolfram and Hart. Eventually I'll get out of here.
Whatever this Eve girl wants, she's gonna have to beg for it. I already know we're gonna work together just fine. Why? Because the seemed power over each other creates chaos..And chaos is my middle name.
I looked up, to the camera that wasn't in my apartment, but hey, lookie there, I have one here. I smiled and Flipped them off.
"I know you're watching me, waiting for me to make some move. you lose. I can sit here for years. After all, you did send me to hell. I think I can handle some country music and a nice cozy bed. Tell Miss Eve that I won't be joining her for dinner. She'll be joining me."
Oh this is cool. What is she going to do, torture me? Haah. I'm not likely the candidate for it. I'd rather be dead than make her 'powerful' life happy.