XVI [Location Wilde: Heading towards Wesley's Flat] From Bad to Worse
Wesley pulls his coat closer around him. Looks like there's going to be snow again soon, although thankfully it doesn't seem to stay for long. All around him there are colourful decorations festooning the buildings along the streets but it doesn't cheer him at all.
He's finally moving back into his apartment. There doesn't seem much point in staying there now that the Master (and more importantly, Cordelia) has left Taxon. That danger has passed, and every time he turns around he can't help but think he'll see Cordy coming down the stairs, or emerging from the office area complaining about their lack of jobs. Fred will understand, and it means he can avoid Angel and thus avoid the subject of Cordelia altogether until he can decide what course of action to take.
His confrontation with Faith over what to do has left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not that that's a new feeling for him. Somehow he can never manage to see eye to eye with her, or say the right thing. He doesn't have Angel's knack for getting through to her. As much as he regrets the harsh words exchanged between them both, he doesn't regret standing up to her. She needs to learn that issuing non-negotiable orders and violent threats is not the answer.
At any rate, he's decided to mull things over for a bit. It would not do to act rashly. He did promise Faith that he wouldn't force the issue yet, even if his word is absolutely worthless to her.
His apartment is up ahead. He ponders if he should check in with Fred. It might be nice to see a friendly face. Perhaps later once he's had a chance to unpack some boxes.
[OOC: Locked to Godric for now, but may open up later, depending on how things go. ;)]
He's finally moving back into his apartment. There doesn't seem much point in staying there now that the Master (and more importantly, Cordelia) has left Taxon. That danger has passed, and every time he turns around he can't help but think he'll see Cordy coming down the stairs, or emerging from the office area complaining about their lack of jobs. Fred will understand, and it means he can avoid Angel and thus avoid the subject of Cordelia altogether until he can decide what course of action to take.
His confrontation with Faith over what to do has left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not that that's a new feeling for him. Somehow he can never manage to see eye to eye with her, or say the right thing. He doesn't have Angel's knack for getting through to her. As much as he regrets the harsh words exchanged between them both, he doesn't regret standing up to her. She needs to learn that issuing non-negotiable orders and violent threats is not the answer.
At any rate, he's decided to mull things over for a bit. It would not do to act rashly. He did promise Faith that he wouldn't force the issue yet, even if his word is absolutely worthless to her.
His apartment is up ahead. He ponders if he should check in with Fred. It might be nice to see a friendly face. Perhaps later once he's had a chance to unpack some boxes.
[OOC: Locked to Godric for now, but may open up later, depending on how things go. ;)]