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[red_rosenberg]

Continued from HereI peered out the window, my bat-- my hands curling up in my lap as I watched the whole of the outside setting light up completely for a few seconds before dying back down to thick blackness of heavy nighttime rain. "Weird storm," I said with a slight shiver. Outside, I knew it was almost be electrical, if not... just really wet.

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[watcher_pryce]

"Yes, I suppose they would," I nodded, still glancing out the window. The rain was coming down hard, and the thunder showed no signs of leaving any time soon. There was a very strong pull of wind from time to time, though not a full fledged storm. Wouldn't surprise me if there was one of those lurking around the corner though. The fact was that I could actually feel some of the magic in the air, and I wasn't all that magically inclined. Willow was though

[red_rosenberg]

"Yeah," I agreed without listening to what he had said at all. Isn't that what guys are meant to do? The nod-and-smile thing? With the slight gaze-drop to the boobs? Except I was watching his hands, and it was the way I was watching that made it bad. Like, 'ooooh, hands'. No, wait, guys wouldn't go 'ooooo, boobs', but saying 'look at the pair on him!' felt weird and could lead to wrong ideas.

Bad tangent.

"Wait, huh?" Call Cordelia? No, we didn't need to do that, did we? I'd forgotten all about her, about everyone, Giles, Angel, Buffy, whatever. That was all outside world stuff that didn't matter right now because I could feel him, and he was warm, I could feel that warmth and it was chilly and I wanted him to hold me. Call Cordelia?

"Uh, why? She, um, the phonelines are probably out and will mobile phones get reception?" I asked, voice pitching up an octave as I tried to keep him on the couch with me. I wanted shadowpuppets and firelight and tea and soft/rough hands and awkwardness, damnit.

[watcher_pryce]

Glancing outside again, I could see the storm raging on, and getting stronger. It really was very strange storm and I had to wonder about the nature of it. Was it even natural? Doubt was beginning to set in when it came to that. Though, I'd never seen such a thing before, it would not be unheard off

[red_rosenberg]

He's so warm. I remember that kind of warmth, it's the warmth you get addicted to when you have a boyfriend you love. It's safe and it's kind, forgiving, protective. And I really had to stop thinking these kind of things, because Wesley was not my boyfriend. At all. He was just sweet, I think. It was difficult to resist the temptation to rest my head on his shoulder, like we were some highschool couple. The thunder crashed outside, clouds turning white as lightning rolled inside them

You'll do great at your exams. And Wes/Willow will be here waiting for you! Hi.

[watcher_pryce]

Ready as a beaver? My eyebrow rose at that, but then I chalked it up as one of those American expression I would never understand. I mean, were beavers ready swiftly? I had no idea. I pushed those thoughts away as we made our way down the stairs. We had everything we could possibly need, and then we'd probably still would end up short

Thanks! I freaked out over Maths, but I did okay for English.

[red_rosenberg]

I nodded under the volumous hood as we walked side by side. It was ridiculous - we were tiny compared to the enormity of the storm. The wind blew and lifted my coat and chilled my legs. The rain would change direction and it was like ice cold ocean spray. My teeth chattered, my fingers felt stiff, seeing was a chore. This was insane. But ya know what? When you fight demons on a regular basis and have been doing so for about five or so years? When you're carrying enough magical equipment to make a car run? When you've faced and averted more than one apocolypse? A little rain never hurt anybody. We'd dry

Awwww, *petpet* Math is the sux anyway. YaY! For English!

[watcher_pryce]

It was rather hard to keep standing in this storm. The wind would attack from the left, and then suddenly come from the right. We were both swaying on our feet as we made our way over to the car. Though I had the idea that she was supporting me more then the other way around. Which was only confirmed when I got pushed into the car

10 = 2^x ---wtf man? wtf?

[red_rosenberg]

"Vegetable soup I can do," I agreed, and instantly craved for it right then and there. A nice steaming bowl of soup on my hands. Not now, though. I folded my arms and tucked my fingers into my coat, trying to warm them. This was better, dryer and warmer. I flipped the hood off my head and was glad to find that at least the hair at the back of my head was still dry. Wet bits of hair clung to my cheeks and I pushed them my ears.

"So, uh," I started, glancing out the window. The coursing rain made it difficult to see through, but I swear I saw a bag of trash float down the street. The flooding of L.A. Isn't this meant to be the city of summers? Sheesh.

"The warehouse close by?" I asked, worried that the car would end up floating also. Maybe I should have done some sort of weather-calming spell, though, judging by the storm's ferocity, I kinda doubted it would have any affect, like a bug trying to shift a whole haystack.

[watcher_pryce]

Willow and I both ducked into the shadows after we finally unfroze. And for two people who’d been fighting evil so long, you’d think we’d stop freezing whenever the enemy is close by. The truth is father though, you’ll never stop doing it. Don’t move, and maybe they don’t notice you right away and you can figure out the next game plan. You can duck for the shadows once it’s obvious they don’t really care much for their surroundings

[red_rosenberg]

"Hear wot?"

"Just over there."

Oh cripes. I flinched as they both turned towards us, hand moving to grip Wesley's arm, tense. Do we run? Was there anywhere -to- run? Ya know, besides the big wobbly portal. That just got slowly bigger. I glanced at it before back at the two demons, who squinted into the darkness. Good, demons who didn't have supernatural vision. Then one straightened and sniffed the air deeply, and growled. Bad, demons who did have supernatural sense of smell.

"Looks like we gor ourselves a couple o' humans," he said to his partner. who grinned wolfishly.

"Good luck t'us, then. We got all the right ingredients." He stepped forward. "Come out, pretties."

Heck, did they even know that something had already come out of the portal? Obviously not. I didn't know what made me more worried - them noticing us or whatever it is that eats humans already out and about without it's summoners knowing it was around.

But it was then that a low growl came from a distant corner of the warehouse. Yeah, I'd worry about -that-.

[watcher_pryce]

Oh bugger. Just when you think things cannot get worse. My eyes flicked over to the portal behind dumb and dumber, watching an even bigger demon slowly slide out. Looks like the summon worked just fine without the human sacrifice. Wouldn’t be surprised if those idiots hadn’t read the spell correct. They didn’t exactly look like the brightest crayon in the box