It was so easy to walk away. Just think, and use the power. I told Angel to stop me, but I didn't stop myself. I opened a small "door" in the dark, and walked ( Read more... )

Joyce's words slammed into me, mingling with my own guilt. We of the council were to blame. Slayers came and went, and we acted as if it were normal. Or acceptable. But Joyce was real, her pain was real, and this wasn't acceptable at all. All I could think was, if we'd never made Buffy follow her destiny she'd be here with us. If I'd let her alone ( Read more... )

What did I do. I sold my soul for a little bit of power. A little chaos, I can do that. I hate to admit it, but I might even have dealt with a few, unknown to me, human deaths. But...babies ( Read more... )

I haven't seen my slayer all summer. I do understand that her father has visitation rights, and I can't blame him but how do I know how she is doing? Defeating the Master must have taken a lot out of her, and we never had time for a proper de-briefing. There is no way to know how it had effected her ( Read more... )

I didn't know if embarassment was a good enough feeling for this. Somehow, I'd allowed the bloody flying monkeys to make off with me, and take me away from where I was needed. Sunnydale ( Read more... )

Home. Yes. It even felt wrong, and Buffy didn't live here. I'd failed. I was supposed to be her watcher, keep her alive Instead, she was offered what had to be ugly death if we hadn't found her body yet. Wonderful thoughts Rupert. I shook my head as we walked in. The first thing I saw was the brandy decanter, but decided I'd had more than enough to ( Read more... )

I haven't seen Buffy in several days. She said she was going to fight Angelus. And now? I just don't know. I paced the floor back and forth for what seemed like forever. I couldn't forebare it anymore. I packed my own bag full of night time death. I had to find her, I was going crazy not doing so.

Ring.....ring..Damnation! The only thing that got ( Read more... )

I had a thought...do you want a Joyce? (I do play one, as happens...)

I had so much fun with Anya. I don't think I've had that much actual fun in years. I knew the woman's eyes lit up at the sight of money, but expensive things work so well too. If she just wouldn't have continued to ask where I got the moneyy. I think I kept it mysterious enough, for now.

How about, a "favourite uncle" is in town. That might work ( Read more... )

Apparently, while Andrew was using the overhead speaker, the phone rang, thus proving that yes, the speaker is too loud. I checked the messages (expecting none) before I headed off to bed.

It was from Cordelia. I quickly jotted down the number to return the call at, and took it upstairs with me. No reason to stay in the office all the time ( Read more... )