i've never actually tortured anyone. we have specialists!

[ros_fod]

Someone asked me for Connor pics, which meant opening my Connor pics folder, which meant spending most of last night staring at and/or reorganizing...oh, let's not talk actual numbers

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[witling]

Okay, just to add...it strikes me as vicariously weird that you've eaten dinner with this guy. And talked with him at length about politics etc. And seen him in silver manties. And out of them.

Weird.

But cool.

[ros_fod]

It's really hard to wrap my head around. And more so because, well. I didn't have dinner with this guy. It would have been easier to make sense if I'd sat down next to someone who ate with his hands and occasionally pulled out a sharp dagger with a bone handle that he used to stab pieces of meat with. Or, if the conversation had gone along the lines of me going, "Sooooo...what's been up with you lately," and him responding, "Nothing much. Hunting. Killing. Wesley's teaching me how to drive shift. Normal stuff." I dunno. VK is completely different; I mean COMPLETELY DIFFERENT. He doesn't even look like this guy. Or sound like him. Or move like him.

I totally get what you're saying though. Obviously the answer is that there's really a Connor out there somewhere. Who's probably annoyed at his celluloid representation. "Oh, come on. I would never say that!" he's shouting at the TV. He's perpetually bruised and bloody. And shaggy haired.

[witling]

Wesley's teaching me how to drive shift.

See, now, that's exactly the kind of thing that makes my brain go to jail. Forever.

[ros_fod]

Well, the jail is nice and full! That's something.

[witling]

Full of men doing unspeakable things to each other. Agh.

[ros_fod]

Oh, god. Most certainly at one point Wesley and Connor would borrow Angel's car to drive to a case in Victorville, right? And Connor whines and pouts and wheedles his way in to the driver's seat. And then they get pulled over. And everything's square -- registration in the glove compartment, shiny-new driver's liscense in Connor's back pocket. Except Angel's car has about a bajillion tickets on it because he just parks it wherever he feels like parking it and he never gets around to paying the tickets now that Cordy's not there to organize the bills (not that she did much of that back then, anyways, but still, she kept the electricity and the phone going). The car's impounded. Wesley and Connor are driven to the local holding cell in a town called Hesperia. "Well, once Mr. Angel gets here, we'll just work this all out," the Deputy says, turning the key on the cell lock. There's a door that leads out of the holding into the hallway. Then another door at the end of the hallway that leads to Processing. Everything's

[witling]

This is a very disturbing scenario

[ros_fod]

And then they have the sex.

I'm sure of it.