Hail to the king, baby!
After the meeting everyone scattered to perform their various tasks. Me? I just bummed a cigarette off one of the older girls from the shelter and headed out into the garden. I smoked and thought things through, and by the time I was done and had stamped out the butt, I decided that I needed to take stock, and headed up to my room.
It took me a little while to find them, but I finally pulled the credit card and phone number Helene had given me before shipping me back to Sunnydale. The card would definitely come in handy since there were only a few articles of clothes in my room that I could actually work with. The rest could go to Good Will. Yeah, some serious shopping needed to take place soon.
The phone number was something that I needed to think on some more. It was not to be used lightly.
What’s there to think about? This would be a damn good time to call in the cavalry! The shit’s flying through the air and is on a collision course with the fan!
“So what’s new?”
Don’t play tough guy with me, Your Highnessness. You know this shit is beyond anything you faced back in the ‘Dale. Not even the Slayer and the witch are gonna be enough this time.
“You know, you’re a fucking pain in the ass. Fine, I’ll make the call.”
Hanging up the phone almost an hour later, I knew that I needed to talk to Buffy now. Glancing in the mirror and straightening out my jacket to make sure everything was in place, I headed downstairs. I tracked her down and found her, along with Willow and Wesley, in the workroom.
"I hope it worked."
“Hope what worked?” I asked as I walked in.
((Open to Buffy, Willow and Wesley))
It took me a little while to find them, but I finally pulled the credit card and phone number Helene had given me before shipping me back to Sunnydale. The card would definitely come in handy since there were only a few articles of clothes in my room that I could actually work with. The rest could go to Good Will. Yeah, some serious shopping needed to take place soon.
The phone number was something that I needed to think on some more. It was not to be used lightly.
What’s there to think about? This would be a damn good time to call in the cavalry! The shit’s flying through the air and is on a collision course with the fan!
“So what’s new?”
Don’t play tough guy with me, Your Highnessness. You know this shit is beyond anything you faced back in the ‘Dale. Not even the Slayer and the witch are gonna be enough this time.
“You know, you’re a fucking pain in the ass. Fine, I’ll make the call.”
Hanging up the phone almost an hour later, I knew that I needed to talk to Buffy now. Glancing in the mirror and straightening out my jacket to make sure everything was in place, I headed downstairs. I tracked her down and found her, along with Willow and Wesley, in the workroom.
"I hope it worked."
“Hope what worked?” I asked as I walked in.
((Open to Buffy, Willow and Wesley))