Hellmouth of LA
It's the hair. It's gotta be. Why else would I attract such negative responses from .. well .. everyone? They call me crass and rude? Pfuh. I call it self defense. You spout at me an' I'm spoutin' right back. Tha's the law.
I retreated the sun-soaked glass doors that I'd begun retreating to as to locate the sewer access from inside the building, hoping it wasn't in Angel's office from which I'd just come, leaving Lilah, soulboy-nancyhair, and she-devil Faith to their business.
"Bloody hell," I grumbled to myself, pausing my annoyed gait long enough to take inventory of my surroundings. "Need a bleedin' map o' Disneyland just t' find where things are 'round 'ere."
I mean how hard could it be to find a sewer access. Where's the signs? All I wanted was to make my way to Caritas, get insanely drunk, play my hand at billiards and be on my merry way.
(( open to Faith ))
I retreated the sun-soaked glass doors that I'd begun retreating to as to locate the sewer access from inside the building, hoping it wasn't in Angel's office from which I'd just come, leaving Lilah, soulboy-nancyhair, and she-devil Faith to their business.
"Bloody hell," I grumbled to myself, pausing my annoyed gait long enough to take inventory of my surroundings. "Need a bleedin' map o' Disneyland just t' find where things are 'round 'ere."
I mean how hard could it be to find a sewer access. Where's the signs? All I wanted was to make my way to Caritas, get insanely drunk, play my hand at billiards and be on my merry way.
(( open to Faith ))