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Pain, and Fear are the waves of deception.

Oct 08, 2004 23:32

Illyria and I started walking through the streets of LA. Me more of a Limp, but that's beside the point. I was feeling better than 5 minutes ago. That has to count for something...it counted that I wasn't doubled over puking up blood. I was right in the beginning. Civility, and domesticality never works for Demons. She should have asked me if ( Read more... )

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the_god_illyria October 8 2004, 23:27:18 UTC

I was weary of this night. We managed to get to the hotel and I could tell that Buffy was tired, and eager to discuss things with the other humans. As we walked in we found the room empty. Buffy looked agitated and worried.

"Dawn?"

I could see the worry in her eyes, this other human...Dawn, all the shell's memories told me that this was Buffy's sister. Her agitation and her worried confused me. After a few moments it would seem that she had calmed down, but in a moment's flash she hit the object that was nearest to her.

"Dammit"

I looked at her cocking my head. She reeked of frustration and soon I too felt it. I walked to the near by window and looked out towards the city. I began to think many things. Things that were of no real importance. I thought of Wesley.

...“It's gonna be OK. It won't hurt much longer, and then you'll be where I am. We'll be together.”

“I-I love you.”...I didn't understand why these images kept repeating themselves in my mind like a moment trapped in time without any real meaning or motive. It ( ... )

angelbuffy October 9 2004, 12:30:52 UTC

Illyria, after looking at me like I was crazy, looked out the window. She had a look of sadness, in her eyes, but the rest of her didn't show it. She looked like she was hiding something inside...Kinda like I was. After that moment, I turned frantic once again..trying to plan something out in my head..I didn't know where Dawn might have gone..and we both didn't know our way around Los angeles very well ( ... )

the_god_illyria October 9 2004, 19:24:40 UTC

"Love. It pulls you to them. No matter how hard you try and pull away..It hurts, you knew it was going to. But the fact that you love them makes a part of you not care."

Her words had a ring of truth. Sentiment. Humans and sentiment - it is nothing but a burden, a burden that would haunt me for the rest of my days.

"We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?" I asked. But she said nothing.

I kept looking out the window. How can one human death change a being in such a way? I belonged nowhere, I was a fallen god, a fallen king...I did not understand humanity, and yet I wished to embrace it.

"I need to find Dawn..and talk to Willow."

I finally turned around. We needed to get some answers. I also thought about Cordelia. She said she had a vision. We needed to find her as well. There was a lot we needed to do. Indeed, we needed to get everyone together. We needed to find the others.

"Then let's go find them." I simply said.

angelbuffy October 9 2004, 22:13:21 UTC

"We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?"

Good question. I'd try to answer if my eyes wouldn't tear up. The answer no. Nothing but grief ever surpasses me. Except the occasional hug, and happy moment. But life here is hell, then you find someone that's worth it. Makes your pain go away temporarily..Till they go away. Enough of that. I wiped my slightly wet tears then proceeded to gather some weapons.. Well A stake...Emphasis on "a".

My mind turned to Dawn, and Willow. Then on Xander. Full focus mode.

"Then let's go find them."

I headed out the door, not bothering to turn off the light. I grabbed the key, and headed down the hall. She was a floor underneath us. So I got down the stairs nearly running. I found her door, and knocked on it frantically. I thought Illyria was behind me, but she wasn't my biggest worry. She could take care of herself. Easily.

Oh God, I wonder what Willow will say about my new 'friend' and my new facial...well bodial. I forgot all about the pain. I hoped ( ... )

Complications, complications. witchy_redhead October 11 2004, 18:42:26 UTC

There were books strewn all over the room, candles lying on every available surface (but hopefully no dripping wax -- I learned the hard way that hotel folks really, really hate that), packets of herbs all over my suitcase, and a very wigged me standing in the center of it all.

I was getting ready for some desperate measures as I started mixing some of the basic preparations for a pretty powerful invocation to Diana, when I heard a knock on the door. A very loud knock.

Buffy must be back, I thought, as I went to answer it, brushing powdered newt scale out of my hair.

It wasn't Buffy at all. It was Kennedy.

"I'm...so sorry."

I froze. Completely. Like in one of those really cheesy old movies where time stands still.

"I'm sorry, Kennedy ( ... )

Re: Complications, complications. angelbuffy October 12 2004, 07:39:51 UTC

Thank God. Willow was still here, so that rules out most possibilities of a big bad forging a note in my room, taking Dawn and all my friends. I'm just a little bit on the paranoid side. No big deal. I'd think that I would have gone so completely crazy at the thought that I was actually here. Of course, I wasn't too crazy, because by the look on Willow's face, probably reacting to my face, it was real. Or maybe she's just reacting at the fact that Xander hadn't woken up yet. And that's just a little obvious. If he was awake, I know he'd be in the middle of this conversation...with Willow, and Kennedy?I wasn't about to cry..not yet. This was because I was already a step ahead than I was in the beginning. I had a ton of information right in the palm of my hands..and that's more than I can say for poor Willow by observation ( ... )

Re: Complications, complications. the_god_illyria October 12 2004, 18:27:24 UTC

I didn't cared much for formalities. All I wanted to do is figure out what had happened to Los Angeles, find out where Angel and Spike were.

"Dawn's fine. She left a message. We'll have to go after her in a few minutes. But first, I found out some information from Illyria. Everything is making more sense. It's all coming together."

And this witch, she was powerful, I could feel it. I could feel her power radiating from her form. Cocking my head I looked at her up and down. The Shell. She had known her, met her. The witch only looked at me. It would seem as though she had been hit with a surge of emotions all at once. I also noticed the tensions between her and the other female human whom I did not recognize from the shell's memories. I said nothing. I only stood there, letting things take their course ( ... )

Re: Complications, complications. witchy_redhead October 16 2004, 20:21:12 UTC

Well. That was certainly a lot to absorb in one sitting.

So, apparently, LA had been sucked into Hell, and then poof! Up pops a new one, a complete replica in every way.

Kinda made my relationship troubles seem less important.

I kicked myself for the two zillionth time since my arrival here in not-LA for failing to notice any magical disturbances, any sense of "Whoa! Something here is definitely not right!" You'd think that with something this massive, I would have noticed.

Guess not, then. Could the magical energies here be interfering with my Xander revitalization? It would explain a lot.

I peeked over Buffy's shoulder at a vagueish figure standing behind her. She stepped forward and cocked her head, and my demon-alarm bells started screeching at full power. It probably had something to do with the fact that she was blue. Even in LA, you don't catch many of them walking around. Something about her face looked very, very familiar though -- if I had studied her for a longer period of time, I KNEW that I could have placed it.

"We ( ... )

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