[ooc: Angel absently doodled a picture or two of his new BFF.

( snip )

Where do they go? The inmates who don't graduate, the ones who just disappear.

Someone has to have more than a theory.

[still public; added a bit later, after he checks his item]

Vidal, did you get in a fight?

[There's a drawing attached. Why yes, it's Darla. Angel can brood foreverrrr about her.]

( snip )

[security filter]

I need some time off. You guys can manage without me for a little while.

[private]

[ooc: The obligatory creepy Darla drawing:]

( snip )

[ooc: Angel is feeling emo and nostalgic like always. So you get a few drawings of Cordy:]

( snip )

[private]

[ooc: Angel's back at his sketchpad, doodling the friends he feels like he just lost all over again. So there's several drawings of these folks:

( snip )

( [private - it's long and there are pictures] )

[ooc: Fairy tale port and his total failure to save the princess in the tower makes Angel flashback to Pylea, which puts him in a bad mood and makes him remember Fred. So the sketchpad gets a couple new additions of this girl:

( snip )

[ooc: Many, many more drawings of this woman:

( snip )

[ooc: This morning, Angel doodled a rather professional-looking sketch of this woman:

( snip )

[ooc: Angel is a sketch artist. His latest drawing is of a young woman with dark curls, a broad, attractive face, and a sad smile. It's not private, because he keeps forgetting to do that.

The woman looks like this: ( snip )