I'd been following her all night, was pretty sure she had no idea I was tracking her. Off to LA she'd said. Well, what for? The only reason I could think of was to go visit the brood boy
( ... )
Groaning, I open my eyes. "Oh my lord, my head." I try to sit up but have to abandon that thought rather fast. Opening my eyes carefully I look right into the...sun? I don't recall there being a sun in the Hyperion. Nor a sand floor, which is what I'm laying on if I'm feeling it correctly
( ... )
I was on my back, feeling more than a little out of sorts, when I felt a warmth slaking over me from above. I cracked open an eyelid and realised I was out in direct sunlight. I flinched and tried to cover myself with my duster.
"Gah! What the bleedin'-!" I lunged to my feet, preparing to make a mad dash for the nearest cover when I finally cottoned onto the fact that I wasn't combusting or even smoking a little bit.
"Alright, what just happened and why am I not a pile of ash on the ground right now? Not that I'm complaining, mind."
Then I spied the slayer slowly getting to her feet and brushing herself off. And a bloke with glasses on, who looked far too much like a younger Giles clone for my liking.
"You tell me, Percy, looks like you're probably the prat who brought us here, wherever the hell here is, with your mumbo jumbo trick. Take us back!" I demanded, not liking being in unfamiliar territory.
"Well, it's good to know you know your place now. The pathetic part. All bark, no bite. Might as well just dust, do the world and yourself a favor."
I was pathetic? Well, considering her choice in men, I had to laugh at that. First Angel, then Parker and that whitebread soldier boy Riley who I'm half convinced is completely made out of a block of wood. I allowed myself a chuckle. Right, I'm pathetic. Why am I still here, and not dust? Because she can't kill me, Buffy might not realise it yet, but she likes to have me around. I smirk at her.
May I suggest we seek a place for cover first? Where we can be certain to be at least dry and somewhat secure? I've a feeling it's going to...rain...or something, soon. And standing here on this beach snarking at each other, as amusing as it may seem, is not going to get us anywhere near back home.
"See? He's the brains of the outfit. What did I tell you? Still needs to get that stick out of his arse though." I moved closer to the two of them. I nodded when Buffy pointed to the woods.
Oh for god sake, it's like walking around with a couple for five year olds. Is this what Angel felt like when Cordelia and I were having our...arguments? I'll have to give him credit properly when I get back home. If I get back home. And they just don't seem to stop
( ... )
I bite down on a squeak as my hands fly to my arse. "Miss Summers!" Good lord, I did not just squeak after all. "That is...is...highly in-inappropriate." For crying out loud! Sliding closer to the wall, my eyes dart around in the darkness. Bloody hell, of all the people to end up with...
Letting out a relieved sigh as Spike finally lights the damn thing, I let my eyes adjust. Squinting, I push my glasses up my nose and peer around. I'm not letting go of this wall though, it's a very good guide as it were. "Your bag?!" Glancing over my shoulder I give Buffy an incredulous look as Spike opens his smart mouth again. Don't those two ever stop? If I ever get back to earth I'm going to apologize profoundly to Angel and Gunn. I do believe Cordelia and I were never this bad though
( ... )
Looked back at the others following me. Why the hell were they crawling for, was their eyesight that bad? There was enough room to move if you ducked your head a bit. Still, it was amusing as heck to watch them.
"Having fun practicing to be commandos?" I teased when they got close to me.
I clenched my jaw when she called me watchdog again though. I swear if I didn't have this soddin' chip in my head, things'd be different. I'd be making her take back every 'pathetic', 'loser', 'moron' name she'd ever called me.
"Hello! Slayer here! I want to see, move it. Move over dead and creepy ... Oh ... Whoa. Uh ..." I rolled my eyes at her when she shoved me, she was tiny enough to get around me, but I guess she needed to touch me one more time. Yeah that was it
( ... )
"Children behave," I sigh. Hormonal teenagers. Ignoring both of them I roll my eyes and get up. Why the bloody hell were we crawling? Sodding vampire could've said something. Git. Now that my eyes are better adjusted to the darkness I glance around the cave we've reached. "Fascinating," I mutter, walking in after Spike
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"Gah! What the bleedin'-!" I lunged to my feet, preparing to make a mad dash for the nearest cover when I finally cottoned onto the fact that I wasn't combusting or even smoking a little bit.
"Alright, what just happened and why am I not a pile of ash on the ground right now? Not that I'm complaining, mind."
Then I spied the slayer slowly getting to her feet and brushing herself off. And a bloke with glasses on, who looked far too much like a younger Giles clone for my liking.
"You tell me, Percy, looks like you're probably the prat who brought us here, wherever the hell here is, with your mumbo jumbo trick. Take us back!" I demanded, not liking being in unfamiliar territory.
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I was pathetic? Well, considering her choice in men, I had to laugh at that. First Angel, then Parker and that whitebread soldier boy Riley who I'm half convinced is completely made out of a block of wood. I allowed myself a chuckle. Right, I'm pathetic. Why am I still here, and not dust? Because she can't kill me, Buffy might not realise it yet, but she likes to have me around. I smirk at her.
May I suggest we seek a place for cover first? Where we can be certain to be at least dry and somewhat secure? I've a feeling it's going to...rain...or something, soon. And standing here on this beach snarking at each other, as amusing as it may seem, is not going to get us anywhere near back home.
"See? He's the brains of the outfit. What did I tell you? Still needs to get that stick out of his arse though." I moved closer to the two of them. I nodded when Buffy pointed to the woods.
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Letting out a relieved sigh as Spike finally lights the damn thing, I let my eyes adjust. Squinting, I push my glasses up my nose and peer around. I'm not letting go of this wall though, it's a very good guide as it were. "Your bag?!" Glancing over my shoulder I give Buffy an incredulous look as Spike opens his smart mouth again. Don't those two ever stop? If I ever get back to earth I'm going to apologize profoundly to Angel and Gunn. I do believe Cordelia and I were never this bad though ( ... )
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"Having fun practicing to be commandos?" I teased when they got close to me.
I clenched my jaw when she called me watchdog again though. I swear if I didn't have this soddin' chip in my head, things'd be different. I'd be making her take back every 'pathetic', 'loser', 'moron' name she'd ever called me.
"Hello! Slayer here! I want to see, move it. Move over dead and creepy ... Oh ... Whoa. Uh ..." I rolled my eyes at her when she shoved me, she was tiny enough to get around me, but I guess she needed to touch me one more time. Yeah that was it ( ... )
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