Thursday, Room 121, all day (general goodbye post)

Aug 31, 2006 11:06



Xander's already handwavily sent out e-mails letting people know his new cellphone number if they didn't have it already, and his UC Sunnydale e-mail address, and... when he's leaving. Which he finally has to say 'tomorrow morning' about instead of 'Friday' because they're one and the same ( Read more... )

121, summer 2006, d'anna, angela, cally, anders, nadia, jeremiah, callisto, leaving woe, john crichton, willow - fh, marie, krycek, alanna, zero, sam carter, bridge, faithful, dawn - fh, rory, parker, isabel

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Re: Evening mparkerceo August 31 2006, 17:44:40 UTC
Parker so wishes she didn't have to do this. But it's Xander, so ditching is not an option. "Hey." She knocked on the doorframe. "Need any help?"

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Re: Evening mparkerceo September 1 2006, 07:41:36 UTC
Parker's smiling, but her eyes *are* watering, and it's a trembly smile. "Yes. The memorial page would've been nice to omitt. But, the rest of it... No. Occasionally weirdly awkward bits and all." One of her arms might have curved around him. "You don't call, and you get the same treatment as Cal. I'll find some way to come *find* you. Or call your Willow, and make her whap you for me."

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Re: Evening soldtoarmenians September 5 2006, 01:12:09 UTC
"Ah, friendships based on fear and threats of bodily harm. Some people scoff, but I find them oddly motivating."

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Re: Evening mparkerceo September 5 2006, 01:40:40 UTC
Parker grinned at that. She had to. Burying her head on his shoulder, she muttered, "Be careful, okay? Most of the other things that threaten you on a Hellmouth don't like you this much."

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Re: Evening soldtoarmenians September 7 2006, 06:17:13 UTC
"Clearly you never met the mummy-girl or Drusilla under a love-spell."

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Re: Evening mparkerceo September 7 2006, 06:31:52 UTC
"Eeeuugh. My only encounters with Drusilla? Are scary enough without the words 'love spell' attached." She tightened her arm around him, then carefully pulled away, wiping at the edge of one eye. "Be careful, will you? And write, damnit. You don't have Angel's age-and-technology-phobia. I expect letters."

She leaned in and gave him a fast kiss on the cheek, then winked at Bridge. "One for the road."

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