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shanshu_angel in not_fading_away

Recovery.

Feb 20, 2006 16:24

The dragon in the alley had sent me flying at like a hundred miles per hour into my own hotel and I had crashed through it, my powerful arms going out to protect my head from the impact, not enough to knock my marbles around, knock me unconscious and make me incoherent ( Read more... )

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railroad_spike February 20 2006, 22:01:16 UTC

Was surreal, all of this. The howling had stopped outside, and for the most part, also from the holes in my head created by that demon swinging the mase at it from behind, but it was still something that I never sodding omagined seeing ( ... )

5x5demon_killer February 24 2006, 16:07:47 UTC

"No, beefcake. Far as I know, Giles didn't send them, the demons are running away, probably killing everything in bloody sight and no...Gunn and...and Illyria have bought the farm, but they went out both like heroes, fighting with everything that they had...""No, Giles didn't send us. Or me, anyway. My information came from Andrew, and from what I heard, ol' Giles made it pretty clear that he didn't want us slayers down here. Especially not me an' B...becuase of this ( ... )

angelbuffy February 24 2006, 16:31:08 UTC

"No, Giles didn't send us. Or me, anyway. My information came from Andrew, and from what I heard, ol' Giles made it pretty clear that he didn't want us slayers down here. Especially not me an' B...becuase of this."

I was focusing on Angel, but listening to everything that was being said. Especially what Faith had said stuck out in my mind. I hoped that she didn't blame Giles for his decision, even though both of us would have wanted the information. It wasn't us that caused this fight, and for all Giles knew, or seemed to know, it could have been a fight for evil, not against it ( ... )

shanshu_angel February 25 2006, 00:27:31 UTC

I tried to get up, but everything was out of control. I had never been hurt this bad before. Sure, my lover currently holding me had sent me to a hell dimension, killing me, but it didn't hurt. It only hurt for a minute and then the real pain began, but in the hell dimension, it wasn't like this. I knew that I was suffering, but the physical anguish was only as bad as I let myself be beaten down by the other demons, and it wasn't anything like this. My mind was working now, foggy, but working, but my body, even with Faith's blood in my system, couldn't catch up.

I knew that there was so much that had to be done, but I could barely move. I had been impaled by a rebar, had been sent to the ocean without blood for three months by my son, had been tossed out a window and fallen twenty stories to the hard pavement, and had been poisoned by Faith, with a dart that could have killed me, but never before had my entire body felt so defeated. The posion weakened me, as did the bottom of the ocean, and death could have come, but here, I was ( ... )

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