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Cleveland was a fairly large city, even by Ethan's eurocentric standards. This meant airports, tall buildings, a decent vintage record shop or two. It also meant US Customs agents, state and federal police, and security... Which was exactly why he was sitting on the hood of his BMW in the middle of Ohio farm country ( Read more... )

Kennedy seems to be trusting me more and more these days. Makes me wonder exactly what transpired between her and Buffy- I doubt Ripper could have so soured the girl. Buffy's friends, the nerd-turned-witch Willow and the boy, Alexander, if memory serves, more than likely had a hand in this too ( Read more... )

Ethan sat, cross legged and naked on his hotel room's floor...

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Hrmm, I wonder if this is about me... or Ethan.

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Watcher Watcher's Diary - Day Three ( Read more... )

"Now this... This is more my style," Ethan said, standing in the lobby looking up a the tiled ceiling of the Renaissance Hotel. The Renaissance Cleveland Hotel was in the heart of the city on Public Square, a five star hotel, and probaby the fanciest place in the city. "Also, I should think the rates are much more reasionable. Isn't that right, ( Read more... )

It's not easy having a good time, even smiling makes my face... ache.

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Watcher Watcher's Diary - Day Two ( Read more... )

"My name is Sebastian Vladimir Nikolaev, and I am an Euro-Trash poof, with nothing better to do than blow up the world. Grrr." Ethan muttered to himself, pouring another scotch, and starring bleakly at the collection of black and white glossy pics spread out on the hotel window sill... Sunlight flooded the room and lent a odd bit of warmth to the ( Read more... )