Sep 01, 2008 05:25
[Kate stumbles onto the Plane, battered and bleeding and covered in blood of various colours; she holds a gun in one hand and an ancient axe in the other, and manages to keep hold of both when she drops to her knees]
Really. Hate. Surprise. Demons.
[she lets go, breathing heavily as her hands slam against the Plane; the idea, of course, is to take a breather before heading back into battle
perhaps a rather long one]
Dammit.
angel (d1) kate lockley