Guess that book Faith an' Twiggy came t'grab worked out, after all.

Got a phone call from Harris earlier. He said Blondie'd been able t'use Dawn's blood t'help grab hold of Buffy an' Anya an' dump 'em back home. Not too keen on 'em usin' th' li'l bit like that, but as long as it didn't hurt her, I suppose everybody got what they wanted outta th ( Read more... )

Wanker wants t'stick around.

Don't think there's much I can do t'change his mind.

An' truth be told, with Harris gone back t'Sunnydale an' Nerd Boy still limpin' around...wouldn't be wise t'turn away cannon fodder help.

Not t'say I couldn't go it alone, of course. So don't go thinkin' I'm soft.Matter of fact...just got a call 'bout some kinda ( Read more... )

Well, isn't this a kick to th' knickers.

Find out Cap'n Midnight wasn't spillin' everything on this Lomboko wanker. Par for th' course with him, as it happens.

Then Lomboko himself shows up here in th' bloody hotel, fire in his eyes, lookin' t'turn Wood into his own private Slinky toy. Just by default, me an' Harris get in between 'em, but that ( Read more... )

Got a bit of bad news th' other day when Wood finally decided t'wake up.

Aside from th' fact th' wanker woke up at all, that is.Seems he went an' riled up some tosser outta Vegas, vampire bigwig name of Lomboko. Turns out Lomboko runs pretty much everything in Sin City, and ol' Woodsie went an' pissed him off ( Read more... )

Bloody hell.

Was lookin' forward to throwin' back a few pints tonight, seein' as it's St. Patrick's Day an' all. Fine time t'be out carousin'.

But nooo.

It's not 'cause I'm th' resident bloody champion in this town these days. I'm pretty sure even Peaches didn't live like of a soddin' priest all th' time, so I'm sure as hell not wastin' a ( Read more... )

I've had it. This is th' last bloody time I get left alone with Space Cadet. If I get a choice between dealin' with him an' lettin' the world go down th' loo, then flush away, mate ( Read more... )

Buffy's alive, accordin' t'Harris, accordin' t'Blondie.

Well, prob'ly not now. News means less'n nothing unless someone gets th' stones t'get her an' her travelin' companions back to th' here an' now. Otherwise, might be lookin' t'head to Europe t'pay respects to a grave marker somewhere.

But, it means they weren't killed by that Rayne wanker, ( Read more... )

Gettin' bloody tired of steppin' over Richie Rich lately ( Read more... )

Shoulda done this years ago.

Was in this town for a spell a few years back, right before Finn's mates snatched me up an' put that chip in my noggin, lookin' for a trinket that Peaches had tucked away.

Wasn't a fan of Los Angeles then.

I wound up back this way a few months ago, not of my own choice, but 'cause a buncha soddin' lawyer-types were ( Read more... )

Bloody hell.

Li'l bit wants t'stay in Sunnydale, in case big sis Slayer an' everyone else who up an' went poof decide t'make a return trip.

Soddin' teenagers.

Well, can't blame her, t'be honest. S'pose she's got mates here. And it ain't like she's th' only one holdin' a candle in th' window. Blondie an' Twiggy, they're already tryin' t'figure ( Read more... )