Angel for big_damn_heros
((Jumping threads from here))
I watched as Faith and Cordelia retreated up the steps, Faith helping Cordelia. They went up to one of the rooms, and I was glad to see that Cordy was able to walk okay, although Faith was guiding her by the elbow.
Which left me alone in the lobby with Wesley. For a moment, the silence continued, until I heard a door upstairs gently shut. Then, I glanced across the lobby at Wesley, and shuffled slightly, before shrugging my shoulders.
It wasn't exactly like I knew what to say to him... but then, all I was supposed to do was clean the rest of the demon up, then take Wesley back to Cordy's place. Talking would be involved... but I could do that, right? Cordelia had been trying to get me to have better people skills, and I guessed this was as good a time as any.
"So, um... good job with the spell," I offered weakly. I gestured to the axe, then asked, "So, you going to put that down? 'Cause I think the demon is dead." I nodded, as if the affirm my own words.
Yeah, you know, it was always good to try and tease someone who hated your guts... that always ended well. Especially if you knew damn well that the guy was holding the axe as protection against the Slayer who was upstairs with Cordelia, the same woman who had tortured him not too long ago for a few hours.
((Open for Wesley [whenever]... awkwardness ahoy!))
I watched as Faith and Cordelia retreated up the steps, Faith helping Cordelia. They went up to one of the rooms, and I was glad to see that Cordy was able to walk okay, although Faith was guiding her by the elbow.
Which left me alone in the lobby with Wesley. For a moment, the silence continued, until I heard a door upstairs gently shut. Then, I glanced across the lobby at Wesley, and shuffled slightly, before shrugging my shoulders.
It wasn't exactly like I knew what to say to him... but then, all I was supposed to do was clean the rest of the demon up, then take Wesley back to Cordy's place. Talking would be involved... but I could do that, right? Cordelia had been trying to get me to have better people skills, and I guessed this was as good a time as any.
"So, um... good job with the spell," I offered weakly. I gestured to the axe, then asked, "So, you going to put that down? 'Cause I think the demon is dead." I nodded, as if the affirm my own words.
Yeah, you know, it was always good to try and tease someone who hated your guts... that always ended well. Especially if you knew damn well that the guy was holding the axe as protection against the Slayer who was upstairs with Cordelia, the same woman who had tortured him not too long ago for a few hours.
((Open for Wesley [whenever]... awkwardness ahoy!))