sorrowing like a squirl past a rabbit

Mar 01, 2005 21:50

It was a little more than exciting to be flying first class on our way to city that was not as big as Los Angeles. Nonetheless It made me think of nothing more than the most positive things even in the most bad circumstances. Like a gift for the champions whom already been through so much in one town fighting the creatures of the night to save ( Read more... )

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parting_gifts March 2 2005, 02:55:31 UTC
I was seated on the plane next to Wesley, but thankfully I ended up elbowing him out of the way and got the window seat. Sorry, but me and elbows that get bumped by the stewardess carts just don't mix.

I glanced out the window before looking back at Wes. He was .. doing whatever. So, the next best thing was for me to turn in my seat. Fred was behind me and looking not very happy about who she was seated next too.

"Is it just me, or do people on planes just get ruder and ruder?" I asked, raising my eyebrows and motioning with my head to the lady seated next to Fred. I smiled and the lady glared at me.

"Just think. A few minutes and we're home. Or .. whatever you want to call it."

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wesley_pryce March 2 2005, 20:23:34 UTC
I knew that we would find a way to defeat whatever evil was ahead of us eventually. I expected us to use our swords and other impliments of violence to solve the solution of evil. I-

Cordelia's was elbowing me-

I sat up and moving away from I found a empty mid-aisle seat and continued to brood. Of course I was welcome now to fly with them and be with them. How much did I owe them really? How much did they owe me? I wasn't certain if any of them wanted me with them. I was only here because the mission needed me. The mission of fighting evil with a combined focused will.

I gritted my teeth and leaning back in the seat I attempted to relax. I couldn't. I was tense all over. I had been so tense for the past few days that I had forgotten to shave and now my cheek was rough. I was in a dark mood. A black leather jacket sort of mood.

I wanted Lilah. I wanted her touch. The way she touched me intimately and made me feel better for the experience. I knew she could take away the anger inside. If only for a moment.

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superhero_wini March 6 2005, 06:18:42 UTC
My eyes were quick to widen as Cordy turned around and used her words more or less wisely. I lightly giggled before catching a glimpse of the look she was giving Cordy. I didn't want a big scene or anything and with this lady you could never really know what she's going to do. I pulled a strand of my hair behind my ear as Cordy continued to taunt the lady seated next me. I did admire her for having the courage say things that I'd never in a million bazillion years would ever be able to do. I slowly smiled back as I centered myself in my seat.

"Just think. A few minutes and we're home. Or .. whatever you want to call it."I nodded even though with all the bad things that has happened on the plane I was rather enjoying myself. It was interesting and I had never done it before. An experience I'd never forget along with other various demon killing adventures but this one I could definitely say I didn't want to leave just yet. I've heard several stories of people being afraid to fly but for some reason aviation has been something I've ( ... )

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parting_gifts March 6 2005, 23:26:56 UTC
"I'm sure it's going to be a great place, I think I may even read somewhere had they had really nice tourist attractions besides the Amish of course."

We've been moved from Los Angeles, with all of its great sun and celebrities and ... everything to Cleveland with their Amish. Not that I had anything against the Amish, but I kinda like my celebrities more.

"Well, woohoo for the Amish. As long as we're not going to be living with them or you know, fighting Amish demons .."

Well, I was just shoving my foot into my mouth further and further. I stopped and glanced back out the window before turning in my seat to face Fred once again.

"Hey Cordy do you happen to know where Angel is?"

"Brooding in the bathroom somewhere?" I shrugged, smiling at her.

"I haven't gotten the foggiest. I think we need to tie a bell around his neck like a cat or something. Just to keep track of him."

That wasn't such a bad idea in theory. But knowing him, that would just lead to something new to brood about.

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