The screen of my phone reads 'Willow Rosenberg' and then the number. Glancing at Giles, who was frowning, 'cause Xander was still missing, I shrugged and pushed the 'call' button
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“It may have done that on accident, Xander,” I pointed out, mostly because he was talking as though getting the house was his decision to make. That was so far from the truth, it stood out as a flag on a mud ship. I was the one who was going to pay for the blasted house. Alright, the council, but since I was the head of that council, it was my choice in the end.
“Which is why we need Willow. She can most likely tell if it’s a benign being or not.” And considering Dawn’s reaction to said ghost, I’m rather hoping it’s a good ghost. Must like the one Cordelia had, apparently. I guess I never paid much attention to what was being told of the Los Angeles group. Of course I had my reasons, since it involved Angelus. Angel. But now I’m thinking I may have been better off if I’d paid attention.
“Of course we can’t,” I replied to Dawn’s question, following her line of vision. “That would be far to normal, and normal things do not happen to the likes of us.” Shouldn’t Willow be here by now? I hope she didn’t wreck the car. Bloody hell, it’s rented new. And not an automat, does she even know how to drive a gear shift car? “I’m not sure if you should call her, Dawn,” I started thoughtfully, “I wouldn’t want her to wreck the car by wanting to pick up the phone. Then again, it is taking her a rather long time isn’t it?”
"We don't know." I had to be adamant on this ghost factor. It was just...not a risk I was willing to take. Buffy would kill us if a ghost just...went and killed Dawn. "Just...wait for Willow, please." There, I've said my peace.
It has been a while since...wait, they called Willow? Hmm, makes sense but when did they call her. I hoped she was ok. "Maybe I can try that telepathy thing, ask her where she is?" It was a good idea in my opinion. Just in case she did indeed not want to crash while answering the phone. "And we do have that connection between us."
What connection was I reffering to? Was it that 'I stopped you from destroying the world' connection? Or the 'We both cheated on our significant others and paid for it' connection? Or one of the various that we had accumulated since oh about kindergarden.
"Or...maybe that's her." I heard a car drive by but obviously it wasn't because the sound was continuing. I sighed.
"Okay...maybe it's not."
Sometimes I was even embarrassed of myself. And it was me! I was supposed to find myself funny and charming but right about now I was downright annoying. How depressing.
“Which is why we need Willow. She can most likely tell if it’s a benign being or not.” And considering Dawn’s reaction to said ghost, I’m rather hoping it’s a good ghost. Must like the one Cordelia had, apparently. I guess I never paid much attention to what was being told of the Los Angeles group. Of course I had my reasons, since it involved Angelus. Angel. But now I’m thinking I may have been better off if I’d paid attention.
“Of course we can’t,” I replied to Dawn’s question, following her line of vision. “That would be far to normal, and normal things do not happen to the likes of us.” Shouldn’t Willow be here by now? I hope she didn’t wreck the car. Bloody hell, it’s rented new. And not an automat, does she even know how to drive a gear shift car? “I’m not sure if you should call her, Dawn,” I started thoughtfully, “I wouldn’t want her to wreck the car by wanting to pick up the phone. Then again, it is taking her a rather long time isn’t it?”
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It has been a while since...wait, they called Willow? Hmm, makes sense but when did they call her. I hoped she was ok. "Maybe I can try that telepathy thing, ask her where she is?" It was a good idea in my opinion. Just in case she did indeed not want to crash while answering the phone. "And we do have that connection between us."
What connection was I reffering to? Was it that 'I stopped you from destroying the world' connection? Or the 'We both cheated on our significant others and paid for it' connection? Or one of the various that we had accumulated since oh about kindergarden.
"Or...maybe that's her." I heard a car drive by but obviously it wasn't because the sound was continuing. I sighed.
"Okay...maybe it's not."
Sometimes I was even embarrassed of myself. And it was me! I was supposed to find myself funny and charming but right about now I was downright annoying. How depressing.
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