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I'm a working girl now....

Mar 15, 2005 15:55

Oh my gosh, I'm like actually working here! I have like the coolest job in the world. I work for team evil...or is it good...I'm not sure, but I mean they have this like no drinking human blood policy which I think is stupid but then again this is Angel and company we're talking about here.

( Dis-Harmony )

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_wes_pryce_ March 15 2005, 21:36:00 UTC

What...what in earth is that smell here? It's extremely sharp and very horrid. Ah, I see what it is. Nail polish. Harmony has been very busy again and yet found time to polish her nails. Dear god, there are days that I wonder why in the blazes I hired that girl. But then I see the look on Angel's face when she breezes in and I remember again. Yes, even a highly intelligent watcher can be five at times. Rare, but it happens ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 15 2005, 21:50:42 UTC

"Hey, I might be a vampire but that I can't help. I think my complexion is quite nice thank you." I smirked at him in a cheerful tone. "You on the other hand mister so need to get out more. You Brit types are all the same. Drinking and studying something or another. You really need to get out more. You know, do daylight stuff. Heck, I think you'd be better if you did night time stuff too. I mean really Wes, you can't live in this office. We've already got one...and a half residents here. No vacancy mister, get out more. Live a bit ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 15 2005, 23:02:32 UTC

I just stare at her as though she's lost her mind. Wait, what am I thinking here. This is Harmony we're talking about. "We Brit types," I sigh, rubbing a hand over my face. "Are not all the same. That would be like saying that all air heads are the same. Which would be a lie, they're really not *all* blond you know." Just this one ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 15 2005, 23:37:53 UTC

Blah, blah, blah. Geeze ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 16 2005, 00:00:48 UTC

As if I'd trust Wolfram and Hart people with such important matters. I don't even bother explaining that to her. I'm to tired and my headache isn't getting any better with her nattering. Giving her a tired, glare I pop the bottle open and take out two pills. Quickly I Glance around and swallow them with some water. I've no idea why I'm being so cautious, call it a habit. They've bloody camera's everywhere here ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 16 2005, 00:42:29 UTC

I bite my lip, not really caring that I'm messing up my perfect lipstick, but I feel bad I mentioned Fred because of the look on his face. These guys have misery enough, why should I add to it and stuff ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 16 2005, 11:50:11 UTC

Yes, well. The only reason she's not watching he current running of what's her name, is because Angel took away her mini television. I was there when he did that, not that she noticed. She was to busy pouting and ranting. Raising my eyebrow, I give her a dry look, choosing not to comment on that. Because, she does do things around here. Otherwise I wouldn't be here asking her about Angel's schedule wouldn't I ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 18 2005, 06:53:18 UTC

I cross my arms and give him a look. "Fine. Fine? Uhhuh, not buyin' it mister. You're head's pounding and you look like death. I wouldn't even bite you if I still you know, bit people." Not to mention he does nothing but drink tea, so much he probably has it in his veins.

Hot...warm...viens...ohhhh

C'mon Harm, snap out of it. Quick like a bunny!

Ok, and we're back. What were we doing? Oh! That's right, helping Wesley. Helping, yay team me. I'm being all useful and stuff.

Tapping my very expensive - and cute - heels I give Wesley a look, matching his. "Don't give me that bullcrap Wesley, it only works on Angel because he's got other things to worry about too. I don't, so that makes you a focus. Deal. You look like crap. You need to go home, get that watcher nose out of a book and sleep. Ya know the thing you do and when you wake up you don't have ink on your face ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 18 2005, 12:35:34 UTC

My hand comes up automatically to rub over my face confused. "I've ink...I do not have ink on my face!" I glance at my hand and dart a suspicious look at her. What does she mean by that, what does she mean 'Angel has other things to worry about too'. What? And I don't? And what's wrong with reading books ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 18 2005, 18:49:13 UTC

"Carrying heavy things wears down the heals." I say matter of factly, my arms crossed over my chest. "Now. I'm taking you ho- Hey!" I watch as he heads down to his office ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 18 2005, 19:55:37 UTC

Not looking behind me I practically run toward my office. Of course I run straight into some girl with a handful of files. They fly all over the place and I sigh, grouching down to pick them up ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 18 2005, 20:57:27 UTC

I'm so gonna have to talk to the people down that take care of the food, I've been waiting for nearly thirty minutes. Hello? Don't they know who I am damnit? I'm...ok I'm not anybody but I work for the head boss, the big cheese, the head honcho. C'mon people, some speedy service would be nice!

Sheesh.

"You know, you should be quicker, how long does it take to make a damn lunch?" I sighed and rolled my eyes, snatching the tray away from the girl, setting my blood on top of the tray I grab my keys and head down to Wesley's office.

Without so much as knocking I unlocked the door, stuffed the key in my pocket and sauntered into his office. "Alright Mister Stubborn Pants, if you insist on staying at least eat something." I stood happily in front of his desk, tray in hand, waiting for him to move his important looking type papers so I can put the tray down. "I'm not goin' anywhere."

_wes_pryce_ March 18 2005, 23:08:45 UTC

Research was something I could handle. Something I was familiar with, something I could get lost in. Something I knew what to do with. Something I felt competent with. It was...reassuring. A save haven, if you will. A port in the storm and various other none sequester metaphors ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 18 2005, 23:56:49 UTC

He gave me one of those British looks that I have yet to understand. Well, I don't think they're meant to be understood and stuff. Uhhh...how did I get in? Good question...ummm he'd so take away my key ring if he knew... ohhh! You're so brilliant ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 19 2005, 00:45:53 UTC

Remind me to fire the janitor. For gods sake, is nothing sacred here? Wait. If I fire the janitor he's not going to get sacrificed in some obscure ritual of getting booted is he? I think we forbid that sort of action. I'd have to ask Gunn to make certain before I show that git the door ( ... )

_harm_kendall_ March 20 2005, 03:31:38 UTC

Not hungry? Ha! Whatever, he so needs to like lighten up and stuff, well then again I can see why he doesn't in a place like this. This place is all full of the heebie jeebies. If it freaks a vampire like me out? It's definitely bad ( ... )

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