It certainly took long enough, but Angel finally managed to find his way to the slayer's house, two women in tow. I took the ensuing confusion as an opportunity to gather my things and get out of there. Not before learning that Angel had very likely been grabbed by the spell at the same time Ripper and his watcher buddy were. And that one of the ( Read more... )

It's been a frustrating week. When I got my time map reconfigured, I'd managed to zero in on a bit of demonic energy, but something's definitely a bit off about it. It hovers about the edges of the map, at times floating off it altogether, so I cannot tell where in time it is located. Not swinging wildly like Cordelia and her lot were, just... ( Read more... )

Of all the bloody ridiculous situations, the slayer is refusing to let me go back to the motel to even pick up my toothbrush and magical supplies. She sent one of her lackeys after my things, and they're piled in an ignominious heap in the corner of the living room! She didn't even tell them to be careful of the time map, and I had to reconfigure ( Read more... )

Young "Romeo" and his bride (neither of them ever told me their actual identities, and I suppose it doesn't matter) have been duly "wed". Or rather, I found an interesting binding ritual online and dressed it up with a bit of Wiccan imagery. It would have been a nice touch to seal the pact in blood; however, as the young bridegroom seemed a bit ( Read more... )

This town's beginning to make me nervous, as usual. I'd hoped to get my business with young Romeo over with, but no, almost as soon as I'd gotten his payment in the form of a few drops of blood, the moon rises and he starts changing into a werewolf. I'm quite glad I decided to finish my werewolf repellent spell immediately when I had the blood, ( Read more... )

The odd young man calling himself Romeo who interrupted my time location spell last week called this afternoon. He sounded just as odd on the phone as he had in person, and only vaguely seemed to remember that I had requested he come close to the full moon for his binding spell. As it is tomorrow night, I'd say that's cutting it a bit close, but ( Read more... )

All of the information I've managed to locate on the Axis of Pythia (and believe me, I had to track down some rather unsavory former clients to find anything at all) suggests that it only works across dimensions, and not through time within a single dimension. Not that this is conclusive; it's a pity Ripper didn't divulge more of what he knew about ( Read more... )

I've been giving myself quite a few headaches the past fortnight, I must say. First in my quest to determine exactly what was done to my young friend Andrew. He couldn't tell me much about the spell that was done to him (not in words I could comprehend amid all of the film and television references, anyway). However, I was able to do several spells ( Read more... )

I had a bit of a detour in my quest to locate the slayer and the rest of those who disappeared from the party. A young man, Andrew, tracked me down at my motel and wants me to do some sort of magic for him, reverse a spell of some sort. He complained of losing his ability to do magic. Lovely. I told him I'd be happy to investigate the matter and ( Read more... )

I knew I should have just dropped the bloody package off instead of stopping in to the party ( Read more... )