loaded_gunn_ for lost_heros
"Gunn! Can you come downstairs please? Its kinda important!"
I sat up in bed, confused. What was going on? Had a demon come into the hotel? What with our luck these past couple of weeks, probably, judging from the thumps and shouts coming from downstairs.
I rolled out of bed, dragging on a pair of jeans, then a shirt, heading downstairs. In the lobby, I saw everyone awake, and some new chick standing in the middle of the lobby-
And they were all gathered around Connor, who was tied up like a ritual sacrifice?
"What the hell is goin' on here?" I asked, stopping and staring at them all. Last I knew, we were all friends here, not ready to kill Connor, who was bleeding pretty heavily. So what had happened, and who was the chick who looked like she was ready to kill someone? She looked like a serial killer or something, standing with a knife in her hand, glaring at a bleeding Connor... what the hell? Was this a demon, or just some psychopathic murderer who came in here just to kill?
"What is going on?" I turned to Fred, thinking she looked like the only sane one. "And who's the serial killer?"
I stopped in the middle of the staircase, and stared down at them all, waiting for an explanation.
((Open for Connor, Cordelia, Fred, and Faith))
I sat up in bed, confused. What was going on? Had a demon come into the hotel? What with our luck these past couple of weeks, probably, judging from the thumps and shouts coming from downstairs.
I rolled out of bed, dragging on a pair of jeans, then a shirt, heading downstairs. In the lobby, I saw everyone awake, and some new chick standing in the middle of the lobby-
And they were all gathered around Connor, who was tied up like a ritual sacrifice?
"What the hell is goin' on here?" I asked, stopping and staring at them all. Last I knew, we were all friends here, not ready to kill Connor, who was bleeding pretty heavily. So what had happened, and who was the chick who looked like she was ready to kill someone? She looked like a serial killer or something, standing with a knife in her hand, glaring at a bleeding Connor... what the hell? Was this a demon, or just some psychopathic murderer who came in here just to kill?
"What is going on?" I turned to Fred, thinking she looked like the only sane one. "And who's the serial killer?"
I stopped in the middle of the staircase, and stared down at them all, waiting for an explanation.
((Open for Connor, Cordelia, Fred, and Faith))