Angel was in his office.

Any resemblance between his work and an attempt to be all avoidy was sheer coincidence.

He was only moderately avoidy. All avoidy would've involved hiding down in the basement.

So there.

[ooc: open for two visitors, as well as any Hyperion residents who feel like pinging in]

Angel was in his office. After his conversation with Parker and Isabel he had a lot on his mind.

Somehow he'd managed to convince Logan to go out for a few hours to run some errands and take Sean with him.

That left Angel alone in the hotel.

With Callisto.

Angel debated mainlining the alchol now just to get it out of the way.

[ooc: Violence ( Read more... )

After talking with Callisto on Wednesday Angel had gone into what might generously be termed hyper-brood mode. Chasing down that dream demon with Isabel and Logan had given him more than enough to keep busy with. If he didn't feel like chatting? Well they had a case, one that was life and death too. No time for small talk ( Read more... )

After leaving Callisto's room Angel went back to 238. This was his last day in Fandom. He had to pack. There was plenty of time before he needed to meet the portal he'd arranged to go back home, but right now he felt better keeping himself busy with the mundane stuff ( Read more... )

Angel blissfully had no more morning classes. He'd tried to sleep in, but a far too awake puppy had kept that from happening.

But the sun was up, he couldn't go outside, Sean had been walked, and Angel could get a nap.

( Nightmares )

After his talk with Callisto last night and certain - oh heck, let's call 'em epiphanies Angel had resolved two things ( Read more... )

Janet had given him the all clear to go out of the room, but there was one thing in particular that Angel wanted to do today so he was saving up his energy for it.

So daytime? Here for visitors.

[ooc: Too lazy for OCD threads today.]

Angel sprawled out on the couch, Sean in his lap, and brooded thought over the previous week.

He'd gone to talk to Cameron about Blair and about Bel, but somehow the conversation became about Cam and Molly. Although Cam seemed to think it was all about Angel. Though Angel still thought Cam was nuts. He'd never said Buffy's name.

Logan had ( Read more... )

Angel was in his room. He had Sean across his lap, a book on political campaigning, and a look as though he was trying to memorize the book by staring at it ( Read more... )

Angel was in his room, shockingly enough.

He was getting changed for his gym meetup with Blair.

He was also still covered with ink.

Stupid quill.

[ooc: here for Isabel]

[ooc: Radio can report that Isabel and Angel were alone in the room for a good long while. Details of ink removal are NFB.]