[closed] throw your soul through every open door / count your blessings to find what you look for
Characters: Angel and Darla, closed.
Location: Other apartments on Coruscant. You know the ones everyone starts out in? Well, not those.
Planet: Coruscant.
When: After this log!
What: Angel and Darla are reuniting. 8|
Rating: your mom. no idek.
[ He couldn't say when exactly that he'd started feeling it. A little bit after the explosions, maybe. It was this inexplicable draw, pulling him elsewhere in the city. Something in him wanted to say it was Darla. He'd always been able to feel her, in some kind of way. Shouldn't that still be true if she was here?
If. And if he said anything about that if, he knew it would cause even more unnecessary dissension between him and Buffy. She'd act just like the Angel Investigations crew did when he was obsessed with her -- whether it be helping or hurting. Who was to say it wasn't? Buffy was right. He needed to get his head in the game. The game here, not the one he left behind in LA.
The only solution was to scratch the itch, he figured. Follow the trail, see where it led. If it was nothing, then he could get over it and move on. But, if it wasn't …
Well, he wasn't sure what he would do if it wasn't. But, either way, he'd blazed his trail through Coruscant to where the feeling was hitting him the strongest. Whoever, or whatever it was, it had to be behind this door.
So he tried to open it.]
Location: Other apartments on Coruscant. You know the ones everyone starts out in? Well, not those.
Planet: Coruscant.
When: After this log!
What: Angel and Darla are reuniting. 8|
Rating: your mom. no idek.
[ He couldn't say when exactly that he'd started feeling it. A little bit after the explosions, maybe. It was this inexplicable draw, pulling him elsewhere in the city. Something in him wanted to say it was Darla. He'd always been able to feel her, in some kind of way. Shouldn't that still be true if she was here?
If. And if he said anything about that if, he knew it would cause even more unnecessary dissension between him and Buffy. She'd act just like the Angel Investigations crew did when he was obsessed with her -- whether it be helping or hurting. Who was to say it wasn't? Buffy was right. He needed to get his head in the game. The game here, not the one he left behind in LA.
The only solution was to scratch the itch, he figured. Follow the trail, see where it led. If it was nothing, then he could get over it and move on. But, if it wasn't …
Well, he wasn't sure what he would do if it wasn't. But, either way, he'd blazed his trail through Coruscant to where the feeling was hitting him the strongest. Whoever, or whatever it was, it had to be behind this door.
So he tried to open it.]