Courting Sin - parallel IWRY
Doyle entered the hotel foyer with the air of one facing the gallows; avoiding direct eye contact with the object of his errand. Inevitably, he glanced instead at the portal in the middle of the room, and he shivered.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” the vampire remarked, twisting a thin metal chain between pale fingers. “Shame it’s so slow. That wasn’t in the books.”
Buffy would have quipped about world-swallowing statues getting lazy in their dotage. Cordelia would have questioned Angelus’ ability to read instructions correctly.
Doyle fought hard not to flee. “I went to th-the Oracles. They... they have a proposal.”
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“Beautiful, isn’t it?” the vampire remarked, twisting a thin metal chain between pale fingers. “Shame it’s so slow. That wasn’t in the books.”
Buffy would have quipped about world-swallowing statues getting lazy in their dotage. Cordelia would have questioned Angelus’ ability to read instructions correctly.
Doyle fought hard not to flee. “I went to th-the Oracles. They... they have a proposal.”
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