Vision

[queencor]

I went to bed in an alright mood, really. I got some paperwork out of the way for my spankin new property, and I was feeling...well okay. Nothing too dire was hanging over my head.

It woke me up out of a dead sleep. I fell out of bed. It was bad. I felt like I was going to be sick, too, good thing I wasn't because ew.

But I saw him. I saw him.

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[slayer_wannabe_]

"Would I lie to you?" I raise an eyebrow.

"As I said, big place. Wouldn't know." I'm starting to get bored with this good cop bad cop routine.

[vampdetective]

I doubt we're going to any more out of her about Cordy's vision. "I have a question, Kennedy. What's behind the pyromania ad the violent rampage on all the harmless demons in the city? Just target practice, or do you have some issues you're working out?"

[slayer_wannabe_]

I fix him with an ice cold stare, "does your head hurt?"

[vampdetective]

I smile coldly back at her. "Why yes, although mostly it's from my witch friend throwing me through the ceiling. Your little love tap only hurt for a day."

I glance at Cordy. "I think she mostly needs to come down off the drugs they've been feeding her, don't you? Maybe a couple of weeks under lock and key would do it. And hey, maybe she'll remember more stuff about Gunn with all that time to think."

[slayer_wannabe_]

I quickly reach my hand through the bars to grab at him, but it's more for show. He doesn't even flinch. Fuck. "I'm playing your game, you can't leave me in here!" My voice is more hysterical than I'd like it to be.

[queencor]

"Two weeks." I say vaguely, mind on other things. "And her system should be clear..." I look back. "What?! I paid attention in school."

[vampdetective]

I shake Kennedy's grip off. "Just until we get a few things straightened away. We'll...uh, make things reasonably comfortable for you," I assure her. "Just can't let you keep burning down the city."

[slayer_wannabe_]

"Suddenly I'm a guest?" Oh god, this is hell. I'm in hell.

I move to the back of the cage, running my hand through my hair. Great, just great. "City's the least of your worries," I mumble, "wonder what Faithy's gonna do when she realizes I'm down here. Gloat? Mmm. Not to mention my employers."

[queencor]

"Guess we'll have to wait and see." I say, shrugging. "And ya know, speaking of your employers, I think I'll go pay them a visit. What did you say? Mr. Ryan?" I smile sweetly. I know that's what she said. "You know if you're good, someone might bring you a pillow and blanket. Or let you bathe. If you're not?" I tsk and shake my head. "Could get messy..." and I turn on my heel and head for the stairs.

[vampdetective]

"You know, I was actually thinking it wouldn't be much trouble to bring her down a mattress, I think it would fit through the bars, and I'm feeling generous," I say conversationally to Cordy from the foot of the stairs, before looking back at Kennedy. "So, who's your immediate superior? I should let them know you've been detained." Not that I'll do any such thing. I just want answers.

[queencor]

I give Angel a Look. "Great plan, Angel, why don't you just hand her the key and some weapons while you're at it? Beds have springs. Which can be ripped out and twisted, dumbass." Why am I surrounded by morons? I swear he's smarter than that.

[slayer_wannabe_]

I smirk at Cordelia. Smart bitch.

I sigh and lean back against the wall, sliding down it to sit on the floor. Not liking this, not liking this one fucking bit. I hold on to my knees, the shaking starting to come over me again. "Like you'll actually do that," I say, more to myself than to Angel, knowing full well that he just wants answers.

After I long minute, I say, "Eve."

[vampdetective]

"Thanks," I say to Kennedy, not expecting to get more from her. She doesn't look good, I think. I better bring down some fluids for her, pronto.

I start up the stairs after Cordy. "You're right, of course. Hey, maybe an air mattress? I saw some really good deals in the Walmart ad, they practically blow themselves up." I glance at Kennedy, wanting her to understand she's staying a while.

[queencor]

"Yeah, uh huh, whatever. Sounds great, you have fun with that." I say, continuing up the stairs. I've got things to do. And a lawyer to see.