Mar 16, 2005 14:07
The flight sucked majorly, but you can't blame me. Well, ok, I am afraid of flying, obviously more than I though, still, I at least tried to start with the small talk. Didn't work. Well, whatever. I at least was nice. I'm seriously starting to re-think all this being a watcher crap. When Giles offered me to become a watcher? I was thrilled, I mean, what could be easier than that? I have a slayer as my sister, so I practically know everything about that already. Of course, Giles could have bothered by giving me a slayer that wasn't a psycho who tried to kill my sister more than once. Oh, but you're smart, Dawnie! You can do it!
Screw that.
I will probably end up dead. I might have learned all the watcher things, because, I did. I'm good! And shit scared. I mean, even if Faith is bit... psycho... well, she is! Anyway, she's still my slayer and my responsibility... and when exactly did I get to have responsibilities? I don't think I was supposed to... And even though she's the same age as my sister... older sister... I can do the babysitting. And lets be honest... watcher's job is like babysitting, just with more blood and kinkier title.
I think I lost my point somewhere on the way... the point was she's not nice. Or I think she's not, because it's not like we got to talk much. But I did try. Can't blame me. Yes, I'm not a fan of being blamed, can you tell? How am I supposed to get along with her when she doesn't even talk to me?
Well, at least I get to see Australia. So far, it seems nice here, even if I have just seen the airport and bits of the city from the taxi that got us to the hotel. Australia seems nice. All shiny and shit. I think, I will like it here. Despite the company and the mission.
The hotel is nice too. It's not too big but I think I saw a pool on our way in. Pools are nice. I can't wait to put on my swim suit and go sun bath. I wonder if that's against the watcher code or something... I never did see Giles sunbathing. And damn, that's a scary picture in my head...
"Room 68." The girl in reception says before giving me the key card. One room? But there's two of us! Aren't we supposed to get two rooms? Like... one for each? I damn well hope we at least are getting two beds.
"We get to share a room." I say in false happiness waving the key card to Faith. Damn, I need sleep. Like now. Lets hope the room at least has a good view or something...