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Sep 20, 2005 13:59

I still haven't seen her and I was wondering if Wolfram and Hart have already captured her, but then I would have heard about it - somehow. She was still in this city, I could feel it and everynight I'd go walking around, trying to find her but everynight, something would happen and it would almost be like I just missed her. Everywhere I went, it ( Read more... )

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wicked_designs September 21 2005, 05:50:38 UTC

I'd taken to wandering the streets of L.A. during the moonlit hours. At first I was sure to find some moronic vampire easily duped into making himself a playmate for all eternity. Of course, it wasn't as though I'd stay the playmate. Yet I was willing to promise anything, manipulate anything into making me the strong villain that I once had been. Anything but this weak painful heartbeat. Anything but this constant never ending regret. I couldn't take it anymore. Every night I woke up screaming in my dingy motel room and every night I wandered the streets ( ... )

weloveyouangel September 27 2005, 14:49:42 UTC

I kept on holding her arm and I narrowed my eyes at her. She didn't need permission but if she was going to ask like a child, then she'd be treated like one. Leaving like that, making me run after her when I was trying to help her. Selfish child. But, that was Darla, I wouldn't expect anything less. "Well, then I guess I'll join you," I said and let go of her hand as I walked along side of her. Things were silent, there wasn't much to say I guess, but there were things that I wanted to talk to her about.

"I was only trying to help you, Darla," I said as we walked, me looking around at the bright lights, the memories coming back. Long ago.

"Unless you want to be captured by them because it's only a matter of time. The things they'd do to you too, I mean, if you want to put yourself in that ... then, what can I say, I'll walk away now." I said and then looked at her.

Of course I wouldn't leave, but she was making it really difficult to even want to stay.

wicked_designs September 30 2005, 16:07:11 UTC

He said that he would join me and I offered little resistance, merely began walking again at my usual pace and allowing him to fall into step beside me. Not as though I was allowing him to do much considering the days of Angelus and Darla were long past. Now he was Angel, champion of the people and I was Darla, pawn to Wolfram and Hart's twisted games and schemes. How time had warped us, how insignifigant we'd become. Once we'd ruled Europe and now we were mere ghosts of shadows on the pavement in this city of sin. Ironically appropriate when looked at that way. Holtz may have reaped his revenge after all ( ... )

__angel October 4 2005, 18:17:40 UTC

I stopped when she did and thought about that. This was all about me? Just then, everything hit me. The strange things that have been happening, the dreams, the sleep, everything. I knew for sure that the dreams, well, I have to say, I didn’t want to wake up for the most part and then when I’d be out, I’d be so tired … and they did all of this. To get at me? For what? I didn’t understand what they could possibly want from me.

And she was right. I hadn’t help anyone today, not even yesterday, or the day before. It was all about Darla and nothing else and I was sure that they were going to find her soon enough. When they find her, they find me and they do whatever … they want. Well, of course, I wouldn’t let them. If they thought they could use me … like they’re doing to her, well .. they must not know me that well.

“What do they want with me?” I asked her seriously and looked around before looking back at her. Sliding my hand down her arm, I held onto her hand as I walked us toward a restaurant. “Are you hungry?”

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__angel December 2 2005, 02:29:22 UTC

"Well, good thing you're not me, then." Moving closer, I put my arm around her, holding her to me. Maybe she was right. About all of it. It was me and not the demon. It was her, the whole time. Who knew what would have happened if we never got turned. Well, she would have ... died and me? Well, I have no idea what would have happened. Ended up dead on the curb, drowned in puddle water probably from too drunk and reckless. We have no idea what would have happened at all and maybe ... maybe this curse saved us somehow ( ... )

wicked_designs December 2 2005, 12:55:23 UTC

Over with? A dry laugh almost escaped my from my throat at the notion that it might be over. It was never over. I had thought I'd seen the end when he'd plunged a stake into my heart for the slayer. Should that not have been the ending of four hundred years of terror? It seemed like a fitting ending, if not bittersweet. Now I was forced to deal with it, to deal with it all from behind the bars of frail human skin. So no. It wasn't quite over with. It never would be. However, I chose not to vocalize my sentiments and instead stayed quiet as he held my hand.

"Pay a visit?" I asked him curiously, raising my chin up to meet his eyes again. Who was it that he specifically had in mind for a visit? Was he talking about Wesley? His ever faithful sidekick? Somehow I was doubtful of that theory. Who else could he possibly be talking about?

"You realize that as long as I'm alive Wolfram and Hart will never stop coming for me." What I really meant to say was that Wolfram and Hart would never stop coming for him but I had the feeling Angel was ( ... )

__angel December 11 2005, 05:25:21 UTC

She was right. It was never over with, but honestly, at this point, there had to be a way. It was only the beginning and already I had thrown them off. I wonder if they knew that I did. Apparently the plan they had with Darla wasn’t working because now she was coming to me for help and not to them. They couldn’t help her, not like I could. I knew her, inside and out and I knew every little thing and the way she felt when she did it. I was hers, but still, I knew what it was about her ( ... )