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Aug 28, 2005 01:42

I knew somewhere inside me that she would do this. I just knew it and was stupid to even agree to it in the first place. Sweet damaged little Faithy let pussy boy loose and now where is she? Not here. Not in the basement that I myself helped chain Angel down, in chains that were unbreakable, and she went and gave him the key. Set him free. I was a ( Read more... )

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neverbeenfree August 28 2005, 07:59:32 UTC
Woke up a little while ago and I knew he was watching me. Promised to let go but they never kept their promises. Except one. One promised that he'd always come back for me, always drag me away. I smirked when I heard his voice loud and demanding from upstairs. Daddy coming to take his wicked little girl home. I knew he'd come for me. See, I knew secrets that Angel didn't know. He never asked but I could tell him the things that he wanted to change. They couldn't be changed. They talked of souls when there was no more soul. Not floating in the ether, not anwhere. Stuck inside a plastic little girl living inside a plastic little bubble. I could smell her...mmmmmmm. Lexi ( ... )

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divinecordelia August 28 2005, 08:12:48 UTC
I didn't understand how I'd just passed through that scene without Angelus or Connor turning and catching me. I guess for once I was lucky but was I really? My feet hit the quiet corridor that lead downstairs and I really had no clue why I'd turned down that hallway to begin with. I was looking around frantically, was I running from something? No. No I woke up on the park bench and went home to cry on the floor over my metal shackle fashioned bracelets that still dangled from my wrists. I hated her and what she did and for the record I'm still a bit foggy ( ... )

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neverbeenfree August 28 2005, 08:19:55 UTC
"I know." I said quietly and soothingly as she twisted the key in the lock. I knew she had come to help me, she came back for me when she could have left me here and she didn't. I watched her quietly knowing how much it unsettled her, watching her shift under my cold steady gaze as she backed away from the cage door in fear. Silly little girl. Here she was letting her own death free out into the world. The only thing that saved her from me was those iron bars and now she'd freed me ( ... )

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osborn_heiress August 28 2005, 08:37:04 UTC
I followed Mom up into Wolfram and Hart and really all I could think about was Angel. I didn't know anything about him but I felt like I knew him, understood him somehow. Mostly I just wanted to...do things that I shouldn't want to do. At least I didn't think so, I wasn't even more than six months old and already I was thinking about that. I shook my head trying to keep a clear focus because for once? Mom was actually being cool and she was going to tell me what was going on ( ... )

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true_angelus August 28 2005, 08:54:43 UTC
I turned from beating Angel's pretty face when I heard the sound of Faith's voice filling the room. I shoved Angel back and looked around the room, we had more company than I thought. Company looked delicious too especially the little brunette that came in with Buffy. Alexia nearly all grown up and probably giving her parents a ton of grief. I watched as everyone in the room looked at her like she was a shining piece of metal, something that catches the attention briefly. I walked over closer to Faith with a proud smirk as she looked over Alexia with awe ( ... )

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john_allerdyce August 28 2005, 09:02:03 UTC
Everything moved so damn fast that it was sort of hard to figure out what was happening. Buffy had a hold of me and I punched her. Of course punching Lexi's mom in front of Lexi just pissed her off so she punched me and threw me into a wall. Man, she was something else. I liked it when girls played rough. Reminded me a lot of ( ... )

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weloveyouangel August 28 2005, 09:14:29 UTC
Angelus pushed me back and now I noticed there was someone else in the room that I didn't want to see. She shouldn't be up here, she should be downstairs, about to get ensoulled, or try to anyway. There was so much I wanted to do right now, so much. He took her, my son and ... everything just felt so hopeless. I walked out into the lobby and narrowed my eyes, keeping an eye on Angelus and Connor. I wasn't worried too much about Faith. I got her once, I'd get her again, unless I finally didn't care anymore.

That seemed like an option.

Angelus grabbed the girl and I stepped forward as Buffy did too, but he stopped her. I just stood there, watching and waiting. He passed Lexi off to Faith. Glancing at Buffy, I waited for some sort of indication and then listened to Connor, his voice. He didn't want anything to happen to ... Lexi. I could probably use that to my advantage. I just wanted them all back and Angelus gone, was that too much to ask?

Of course it was.

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neverbeenfree August 28 2005, 09:28:19 UTC
I gripped Lexi around the throat, my other arm locking around her chest and pressing her arms to her side. It was interesting because I could smell the fear coming off of my sister slayer in waves. What? No kiss goodbye? No hug? No I love you crap right before I was about to die? Not that she could kill me, she didn't have the strength. The only strength in this room lay inside myself and the little girl in my arms. For her part? Lexi seemed completely unaffected just confused. She didn't flinch as I tightened my grip on her throat, she just stayed perfectly still like she was watching this all on a movie or something ( ... )

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john_allerdyce August 28 2005, 09:37:18 UTC
Did I plan to have Buffy grab me? I wasn't sure. Everything inside my head was screwed up. Things had gotten so complicated and all I could think about was that Lexi did not need to be here. Buffy was going to use me as a trade and I had a feeling that even if both my fathers agreed, Faith wasn't going to hand Lexi over for me ( ... )

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osborn_heiress August 28 2005, 20:30:54 UTC
I didn't have the first clue about what was going on, but I didn't fight her when she grabbed my throat and held me still. I could smell my mother's fear, see it in her eyes but I wasn't afraid. I was just curious about her because I didn't understand her but I felt like I should. Or that I did somewhere if I could only find it ( ... )

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