My evening with Dawn had been instructive, I reflected, and although Dawn had not proved as amenable as I had anticipated, I had high hopes for her. Yes
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The phone call that I got woke me up way too fucking early. It was like nine in the morning, come on. But when I saw 'Wolfram and Hart' on the caller ID, well, I had to pick up. They were the ones paying the bills, after all, and passing out the fun little jobs for me to do. What a girl won't do for a nice pad and a bit of money.
"Lindsey, what?" I groaned into the reciever. But the voice on the other end wasn't Lindsey's. It was some whiny bitch I vaguely recognized as his secretary.
"It's not Mr. Macdonald, Ms. Lehane," she practically whispered. Over her voice, I could hear distant shouts, shrieks. What the hell?
"Yeah, well, what do you want? Do you know what time it is, for fuck's sake?" I was so not in the mood for this.
"Yes, Ms. Lehane." Fuck, I hated it when people called me Miss anything. Faith is just fine, thanks. "It's Mr. Macdonald, Mr. Lehane
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I watched the people mill below me. Some simply wandered aimlessly through the snow, mouths agape, whilst others entered into the spirit of things, throwing snowballs, pushing smaller people into snowdrifts, and so on. All quite amusing.
Then a girl walked in, crackling with energy and bad humour. I liked her.
"What the fuck is this all about?" she said, waving a folder at me. I tutted
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What the hell? I snatch the folder back from the weirdo, glaring. Who does he think he is? More importantly, what is he and what did he do to the city?
"What are you, some kind of demon?" I narrow my eyes at him. Demons are easy. Not as easy as vampires, but I can take 'em. If he's a demon, he's a whole new kind. This is why Watchers are useful. 'Course, then they go and try to run your life and everything you do and shit, so really, it's not worth it. But still, sometimes it's nice to have someone to tell you what you're up against. That's why I like the W&H. They lay it out real simple.
And pay real well.
Of course I'm in it for the money, are you surprised?
I could stand here asking him how the hell he knows my name, about the W&H and how I feel about being their new head honcho, but I don't really wanna. I could beat it out of him... but for some reason, I don't wanna do that either. I don't wanna deal with anything right now. A bubble bath would be good... or another go 'round with Spike.
Winter-freaking-wonderland. Everyone thought the woman was crazy when she started babbling on about how whole buildings had vanished, and snow abounded all around.. everyone but me. I had first-hand knowledge of what crazy people are like, and she was definitely believing every word she was saying. So like a good little somewhat Investigatie-type person, I decided to look into it some more. The woman, Ann, demanded to take me there rather than describe it more.. so I decided to go along. Angel had mentioned trying to keep an eye out for Faith, but I had no idea where I would find her, and I could always start digging around after I figured this snow business out
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Faith asks me if I'm a demon, and I laugh, throwing my head back and flashing a grin at her.
"A forward girl, are you not, Faith?" I say, tilting my head and grinning at her with pleasure. Ah, she's got a lot of vim, this one. I like her, even though she's older than those who come to my kingdom in general, and so she will be harder to control.
Still, I enjoy a challenge.
Then my attention is grabbed by the entrance of another girl. She stops a few feet away from us, and I move my hand in the air, feeling for her dreams. They crackle red and black, full of painful and frightening things, jagged lines and colours. I find her name amidst this.
"Dana," I say, nodding towards her pleasantly. "Won't you join us?"
I barely give half a glance to the girl who walks up. She's with some crazy woman anyway who's making snow angels under a tree over there, so what the fuck kind of weight is she gonna throw around? Fuck this shit. I am so not in the mood. Now that I thought about finding Spike and havin' another go at it, that's all I really want. Fuck this winter fucking wonderland.
"Sorry, guy, whatever you are, but this just ain't my kinda scene. You two enjoy yourselves, though. I'm out."
Er. Crap. Note to self.. next time, tell Angel to handle the reconnaissance, while I hit things until they do whatever we want. I'm better at that. The odd guy who knows my name offers me to join, but Faith seems to take this chance to bail. Not the plan I had in mind, but I'll try and come up with something brilliant to make it all work out happily.
I approach the two of them before Faith has a chance to exit, smiling to them as best as I can manage. I nod to the..er, him. "Thank you, odd looking fellow." I turn my attention to the other slayer a moment later, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder as a sign that she didn't have to go. "Don't run off, Faith. Snow won't hurt you."
"Oh, Faith," I say, smiling pleasantly enough, "you think that you are leaving without my permission? This is my domain, and trying to fight your way out of here will not work, sadly." I wait for the punch that I can almost see coming and I flicker away from it with barely a shrug. I cannot be touched that easily. I am touched when I will it.
I raise my eyebrows at Dana's turn of phrase. She should show more respect. But that will come in time.
"As a matter of fact, snow can be a painful thing," I say. "Avalanches, for instance..." I raise my hand, and there is a distant rumble. From the east a great wall of snow begins moving towards us. "Perhaps both of you ladies would like to run off now?" I say, tilting my head to the side. I want to see them run. This may be an entertaining game.
"It ain't the snow I'm worried about." Sneering at the girl who walks up and talks to me like she knows me, I look between them. This is fucking weird. I mean, I work with weird, but I like weird when I can kick its ass. Weird magic, shit you can't touch or kill - that ain't my style.
"What worries me is that both of you know my name and I've never seen you before. Also, it ain't snow season in this city. So you better tell me what the fuck is goin' on, or you'll be givin' me permission to leave. Whether you like it or not."
"Lindsey, what?" I groaned into the reciever. But the voice on the other end wasn't Lindsey's. It was some whiny bitch I vaguely recognized as his secretary.
"It's not Mr. Macdonald, Ms. Lehane," she practically whispered. Over her voice, I could hear distant shouts, shrieks. What the hell?
"Yeah, well, what do you want? Do you know what time it is, for fuck's sake?" I was so not in the mood for this.
"Yes, Ms. Lehane." Fuck, I hated it when people called me Miss anything. Faith is just fine, thanks. "It's Mr. Macdonald, Mr. Lehane ( ... )
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Then a girl walked in, crackling with energy and bad humour. I liked her.
"What the fuck is this all about?" she said, waving a folder at me. I tutted ( ... )
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"What are you, some kind of demon?" I narrow my eyes at him. Demons are easy. Not as easy as vampires, but I can take 'em. If he's a demon, he's a whole new kind. This is why Watchers are useful. 'Course, then they go and try to run your life and everything you do and shit, so really, it's not worth it. But still, sometimes it's nice to have someone to tell you what you're up against. That's why I like the W&H. They lay it out real simple.
And pay real well.
Of course I'm in it for the money, are you surprised?
I could stand here asking him how the hell he knows my name, about the W&H and how I feel about being their new head honcho, but I don't really wanna. I could beat it out of him... but for some reason, I don't wanna do that either. I don't wanna deal with anything right now. A bubble bath would be good... or another go 'round with Spike.
Yeah, that sounds like fun.
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"A forward girl, are you not, Faith?" I say, tilting my head and grinning at her with pleasure. Ah, she's got a lot of vim, this one. I like her, even though she's older than those who come to my kingdom in general, and so she will be harder to control.
Still, I enjoy a challenge.
Then my attention is grabbed by the entrance of another girl. She stops a few feet away from us, and I move my hand in the air, feeling for her dreams. They crackle red and black, full of painful and frightening things, jagged lines and colours. I find her name amidst this.
"Dana," I say, nodding towards her pleasantly. "Won't you join us?"
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I barely give half a glance to the girl who walks up. She's with some crazy woman anyway who's making snow angels under a tree over there, so what the fuck kind of weight is she gonna throw around? Fuck this shit. I am so not in the mood. Now that I thought about finding Spike and havin' another go at it, that's all I really want. Fuck this winter fucking wonderland.
"Sorry, guy, whatever you are, but this just ain't my kinda scene. You two enjoy yourselves, though. I'm out."
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I approach the two of them before Faith has a chance to exit, smiling to them as best as I can manage. I nod to the..er, him. "Thank you, odd looking fellow." I turn my attention to the other slayer a moment later, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder as a sign that she didn't have to go. "Don't run off, Faith. Snow won't hurt you."
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"Oh, Faith," I say, smiling pleasantly enough, "you think that you are leaving without my permission? This is my domain, and trying to fight your way out of here will not work, sadly." I wait for the punch that I can almost see coming and I flicker away from it with barely a shrug. I cannot be touched that easily. I am touched when I will it.
"Thank you, odd looking fellow. Don't run off, Faith. Snow won't hurt you."
I raise my eyebrows at Dana's turn of phrase. She should show more respect. But that will come in time.
"As a matter of fact, snow can be a painful thing," I say. "Avalanches, for instance..." I raise my hand, and there is a distant rumble. From the east a great wall of snow begins moving towards us. "Perhaps both of you ladies would like to run off now?" I say, tilting my head to the side. I want to see them run. This may be an entertaining game.
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"What worries me is that both of you know my name and I've never seen you before. Also, it ain't snow season in this city. So you better tell me what the fuck is goin' on, or you'll be givin' me permission to leave. Whether you like it or not."
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