ooc: RP started in email, so it's kind of back and forth more than a normal ficlet would be.It had been a long weekend; possibly even longer, in some ways, than the one before it. While Lindsey was home now, things between them were strained and awkward, and most of their time was spent apart: him downstairs on the couch and her up in their ( Read more... )

ooc: Happens in conjunction with this, this and this.The problem with having a few weeks off from the visions is that, when the Powers finally decided to start them up again, it felt like they'd tripled in strength. And pain ( Read more... )

There were twelve more shopping days until Christmas, and Cordelia was starting to panic a little. Thanks to the increasing pain in her head, she hadn't been in the mood to shop, or even to brainstorm what to get people. Imagine that, Cordelia Chase not in the mood to shop. If there was ever a sign that she was sick, it was that. Which was why ( Read more... )

ooc: Let's see if we can make her start talking to me again....It had been nearly a month since the vision headaches came back, and Cordelia was nowhere closer to finding a cure for them. She'd been reading through every book in the house that was in English, which wasn't even half of them. For all she knew, the answer was staring right at her, ( Read more... )

ooc: Continuation of the storyline begun a few weeks ago. Just a standalone ficlet for now, since everyone's rather busy this month (this mun included).The basement was cool and quiet, a good place for training, though not nearly as spacious as the basement of the Hyperion had been. Then again, Cordelia didn't really train that often anymore, so ( Read more... )

[Dated Monday, February 12th. For evilhandissue.]Cordelia shut off the TV with a soft growl and flopped back onto her bed. Two days until Valentine's Day, and there was nothing on but sappy reminders of the upcoming holiday. Everywhere she turned lately, there were romantic movies, jewelry commercials, giant red hearts, greeting cards, flowers, candy... it ( Read more... )

It's funny how a place that was once cozy and welcoming could suddenly seem so cold and empty. It had been a few days since Orlando went back to New York, and Cordelia was finding the French villa less and less comfortable the longer she stayed there ( Read more... )

Apparently the Powers think I still give a damn about them, because they gave me a vision today while I was packing for my trip. Some ugly demony thing killing a bunch of girls over by that bar they used for the TV show ( Read more... )

The problem with the visions was that they always seemed to come at the most inopportune times. In the middle of an audition, during sex, at the end of the season finale of The O.C.. So it's not so much of a surprise to Cordelia when a new vision, well, surprises her. While she's driving. Which wouldn't be so terrible if she'd been back in New ( Read more... )

Happens during/after this.Cordelia's been going crazy for hours, trying to figure out what happened to Kara. No one she's talked to online has been any help, and she really doesn't want to call Wesley yet. Not until she knows something more. Preferablly not until Kara is safe. Even if she's not Kara anymore, which is sounding more and more ( Read more... )