I left the others in the lobby of the hotel, spouting their theories around. There were better sources to tap, and I was about to call one of them. Not that thought Giles would know better, but it was good to have someone to talk to and exchange idea's with. Hell, for all we knew this was only happening in Los Angeles. But something told me it wasn ( Read more... )

((Continued from here"You have no idea," I said under my breath, before smiling brightly at Fred. "And no, sitting isn't really exercise..." She really was good at that babbling thing, wasn't she? Not that it was a bad thing, because sometimes I could babble with the best of them, but Fred had a real knack for it, like a hobby or something ( Read more... )

It really was like a bad dream. One minute I'd been making myself all cozy, aided by a bit of magic, and then it was manual-cozyness only. I couldn't even float a pencil anymore ( Read more... )

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( road trip... )

I was like a shadow, a ghost haunting some random cabin in the desert of New Mexico. Did exactly what he told me to do and stayed the hell out of his way. Anytime he came into a room I was in, I just clung to the wall and moved to the next one, hopin' he'd be busy doin' whatever it was he did. Sometimes I heard him tinkering around in the kitchen, ( Read more... )

( you break so beautifully )

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( We're going to have SO much fun! )

Just another fucking day. Another fucking day in the Cali State Penn and another fucking Bertha who wanted to throw down. What was it with these chicks? Didn't matter how many times I broke someone's wrist they always wanted to screw with me. One of these days my ass was gonna get jumped by about fifty of 'em and they were gonna get one up on me. ( Read more... )

Don't talk with the demon, hit the damn thing! I'm screaming inside of my own head and he's ignoring me again. Always has to listen to the soul, follow his soul. Pardon me while I roll my eyes. He needs to let me out when we play like this, I could teach the demon a thing or three about pain. Tear his arm off and beat him to death it it. We haven't ( Read more... )

Ever since the whole demon that brought the soul came and went, I've kinda been on edge around Anya. I mean, I remember what we were singing about. The whole we're kinda scared about getting married. I haven't brought it up though so I've been throwing, or more like moving myself into helping Buffy with the whole diamond hiest. Wish I could find me ( Read more... )