Harder to breathe...

[the_prodigal]

The lobby was getting a little crowded for my tastes. Gunn, Lorne, Spike, Harmony... it was all a little much. I wordlessly excused myself from the room, looking only to Lorne as I did so. "Just... make yourself at home. You know you're welcome to," I told him, offering what I hoped was a warm smile, if on the small side. I turned and left then,

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[brittish_ponce]

(Not sure if I have Fred with me or not).

"Angel?" I knocked. I needed to talk to him. To tell him...I don't know, that I was sorry? That I hadn't meant to die so soon. I couldn't tell him that, as it would be a lie.

I wanted to die. I let my guard down because I just didn't care. I mean, I cared about the world, but my own life? It meant little.

I waited for him to answer me.

[the_prodigal]

"Angel?"

Wesley. We hadn't really spoken, not since we'd all come back... he'd died before the rest of us. I had meant to ask Illyria just what had happened, to find out the circumstances of his death, but there hadn't been any time to. I never got the chance. It had been time for the rest of us to fight, and we all fell, just like he had. I was still curious, but I would have to set those questions aside until later. I couldn't just open the door and say, 'Hey, nice to see you. So how'd you croak, anyway?' That just... you know, lacked... class.

"Come on in, Wes." I knew he'd have no problem letting himself in, I didn't have to get up and open the door for him. It was unlocked. Instead, I just stared at the phone on the table next to me, resting my chin in my hand. I'd have to try again later, and working up the courage and grit to call again was going to take some time... but not too much, I hoped. There were other things I needed to take care of, after all.

[fredburkle]

I followed Wesley through the door and stopped. I hadn't really had a chance to talk to Angel since we all...came back. He'd given me a brief hug and then went off to brood. At least some things hand't changed. I gave him a small smile as I sat down in one of the chairs, "So...what's the game plan, boss?"

We all knew there were things we needed to do now that concerned Wolfram and Hart and the Senior Partners, but I had no idea what they were. I died....long before everyone else and so I was pretty much clueless about what was going on. Even so, I was ready and willing to help out where and when and with what I could.

[brittish_ponce]

I held Fred's hand as we walked into the room.

We could do this. Really.