Angel with broken wings...

[visiongirl]

Things were mostly starting to settle down and by mostly? I meant me. I couldn't speak for everyone and really I was the only one who was suddenly jubilantly happy at the prospect of real acting work. Okay, fine it wasn't exactly the lead in a Blockbuster or even a soap opera but it was something! Everybody had to start somewhere and I'd gotten

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[_wes_pryce_]

Most of my time was spend at the hotel now. Because when push came to shove, I could deal with Angel, a vampire. And one I’d been trained all my life to kill. What I couldn’t really deal with was the fact that Faith, the girl who very happily, tried to kill me was now living down the hall. I had to wonder if Cordelia had that in mind when she shoved me out of her apartment and into this one. Had I known that Faith was going to be living right down the hall from me, I’d not have chosen to stay here

[visiongirl]

"Sure. You know you're welcome here whenever you want, I just didn't hear you come in was all." I kept my smile bright, feeling the self-consciousness ebb away because hello. These pants might be Faith's but I still looked really hot in them. And besides, no one ever said I couldn't wear leather pants. I just would prefer them to be expensive designer leather pants instead of the cheap knock offs that Faith had laying around my apartment everywhere. Well, we were going out dancing anyway and cheap knock off was the name of this town at night. That and ugly scary demons

[_wes_pryce_]

She was sporting that overly bright smile again. The one making you wish you were wearing sunglasses and couldn’t help but wonder about. Was that a real smile, or a fake one? I fidgeted a bit, glancing at the box that contained the scrabble board as it was clattered to the floor. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Dennis. And well, myself. I’d rather enjoyed our games and our Friday evenings watching ‘Friends.’ Or just generally spending time with Dennis. It sure as hell beat working late at the hotel, or sitting in a darkened apartment hoping Faith wouldn’t notice you were there

[visiongirl]

"Angel is the big brooder. I don't think he's helping her much." I said nonchalantly before really thinking about what I'd just said. Not that Faith wasn't getting help, or helping herself or whatever it was that she did. She really wanted to change. "I just mean it can't be good for her to sit around in that dark hotel with Angel being all quiet and sad all the time. I've been trying to get him out of his funk but it's not really working. You know. Doyle." The smile suddenly faded from my face really quickly as I gave Wesley a look before settling on the couch in front of the Scrabble board