Fragile

[slayer_wannabe_]

After the 'discussion' with Lorne, I've been aloud out of my cell a bit more frequently. It wasn't until a week after that I took full use of that. The tremors have gone, as well as any other side effects of the drugs. I'm... clean, for the first time in months I have a clear head, and do you want to know what I'm thinking?

What have I done?Crazy

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[queencor]

I wander downstairs to maybe get rid of this headache.
It'll never go away. I'll be doomed to have it forever, and I'll die. Or something. I can hope I'll die. This is about as bad as the vision headaches. YUCK.

I sit on the chair down there and eye Kennedy. "How's the caged bird today?"

[versislayerfray]

"Quiet," I say, keepin' ma eyes on tha pump. She ain't moved much since she had a shower a coupla hours ago, an' then I sorta smell the air and turn ma head ta Cordelia. "Looks like she ain't the only one that needs a shower." I raise my eyebrows at her.

[queencor]

"Oh don't start..." I mutter, rubbing my eyes. "unless it's to give me a nice mercy killing. That'd I'd be down with." I sigh and eye Kennedy. "Alcohol is evil. So're you. You feeling less evil today?"

[slayer_wannabe_]

I look at Cordelia (no, that isn't right...) I glare at Cordelia. Who is she to talk to me like that? No. Not going to get mad. That leads to... violent things. Violent things that I shouldn't be doing. At least, I don't think I should--I look away and take a sip of the bottled water.

[vampdetective]

I start down the stairs, annoyed as hell at Christian, after hearing screeching from the basement. And bump into Cordy coming up. "What's happening--is Kennedy back to her old tricks?" I sniff, smelling him on her. Dammit. Possibly two hims, what's up with that?

[queencor]

"Out of my way. I want her gone. Out of this hotel, I don't care if you drag her out into the back and shoot her, I just want her gone!" I snap, trying to get past him.

[vampdetective]

"Alright, I heard that part, all the way upstairs, Cordy, while I was letting your latest conquest out," I say, taking hold of her shoulders. "What you aren't saying is why." Or why the hell you felt the need to get so close to Ryan last night you fucking reek of him. And him of you, in spite of his change of clothes.

[queencor]

"He wasn't a conquest, I didn't do him, okay? Things got out of hand and even if I did do him and hey let's throw Andrew in while we're at it, it'd be none of your business. I want her gone because what's she doing here? Sitting in a cage being a bitch to everyone who comes down here, and more or less just taking up space. We're not prison wardens, even though that's where she should be."

[versislayerfray]

I stand off ta one side, keepin' ma eyes low. I know 's none o' my business, but that ain't never stopped me before. "Mayhap she's got a point? Can't keep the girl 'ere forever."

[vampdetective]

I'd just picked up the urn, fighting to keep from throwing it at Cordy's retreating head, when Melaka's voice startles me. Great, just great, agree with the woman having a hissy fit. I turn and the urn flies out of my hand toward her, instead. It breaks against the wall, inches from her head.

"Dammit," I snap. "Fine, you have the keys. If you don't think she's a threat anymore, do what you want with her." I storm out of the office and up the stairs.

[versislayerfray]

I raise an eyebrow at 'im as 'e runs off up the stairs an' then look at tha shattered urn on tha floor. A brown mist surrounds tha urn, dancin' around it an' than vanishes. I shrug. 'm jus' 'ere ta keep the peace. Tha's all.

I collect tha keys off tha counter an' make mah way over to tha Pump, "Suppose I could do somethin' with ya, but judgin' from your lack o' tryin' to escape, I'm thinkin' that mayhap you've nowhere to go."

She looks at me like I jus' run ov'r her dog or somethin'. She doesn't move or make an effort ta leave. Least not yet. I sigh an' sit near 'er. Keepin' tha silence, an' lookin' ov'r ta where Angel jus' left.