Be_Heroes

Oct 15, 2004 15:19

I got off the plane and looked at my watch. It read 2:39 which meant it was now...I didn't know the time here...I mean, I had lived in Africa for a few months and then I was called to London to jolly ol' England to see the new Watcher's council.

I liked England. Rained too much though. Giles then told me to keep an eye on Andrew but I had my own agenda to go to L.A. And now I'm here...at god knows what time.

I walked through the airport with only my carry-on and tried to sort out my thoughts. Buffy is in L.A. No doubt near Angel so like Dawn said, don't tell her you might be in love with her. Just "keep an eye on Andrew". And if dead-boy goes Angelus on our asses, then do the "oh, I love you" spiel.

I called a cab and asked for Wolfram and Hart. The guy dropped me off and I tipped him a 5 because well, he got me to my destination. The cab left and I started walking...without my carry-on. No use running.

"Dammit!"

Eh, whatever, I'm sure, dead and soulful can spot me some other clothes. I walked in and asked the desk for the floor that Angel and company were on. He told me and I said "Giles sent me." He nodded and I went on up. The elevator opened and I stepped out...just as lost as ever.

[Open to anybody in Wolfram and Hart walking around the floor]
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