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[lawyer_lindsey]

What better way to get back at someone then bring back their former lover. Better yet bring back the thing that made them who they are. You see there was once this nasty evil creature of the night, went by the name of Angelus. Unfortunately he got cursed with a soul and has been bugging the hell outta me. Also hasn’t been on the best of terms with

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[toughgirl_lilah]

Bringing back the dead to me was highly overrated and never really turned out good. Far be it for me to tell Holland otherwise, once he has his mind set he never really does change it. I crossed my arms as I looked at the former 'powerful one,' and I couldn't help but believe that even she was overrated. Bring back Angelus's former love to have a little play time with Angel, I could think of a million ways this could go wrong. I let out a sigh as I watched Lindsey be the 'protector' and actually had the balls to pull away Holland

[souled_darla]

The last thing she saw was Angel's face, before fading into nothingness, pulled down into that swirling black tormenting abyss, where time didn't matter, just endless darkness. She was nothing. She was just there, unable to struggle, unable to think, just there, trapped there forever, or what would have been forever until something changed. Something came other than the unforgiving darkness. A force pulling mercilessly at her, pulling her out.

And then she felt something cold and solid against her bare skin. Forcing her eyes open, she sat up, with an unnecessary sharp intake of air. Terror stricken eyes darted wildly around the confinments of the box, and she instinctively shrank back into the corner, pulling her knees up to her chest protectively. A couple of blurred figures slowly came into focus, a woman staring towards the cage, and a man holding out a blanket to her. She didn't reach out for it; she was still trying to process any thoughts at all.

[lawyer_lindsey]

I didn’t pay attention as Lilah called the meds. I just looked at the girl. She looked so frightened and scared. A bit lost at the same time. Don’t blame the girl, one minute she was probably in some hell dimension next she’s sitting here in front of us. Besides the whole soul ripping away at all her guilt. That’s gotta hurt. Wonder if she can feel it yet, probably not.

She gives me a look as I offer her the blanket. “Here its ok” I pushed the blanket at her hoping she would grab hold of it. “You have nothing to worry about, you are safe now” I said in a reassuring voice. It was like a child who was taken away from its mother. So wonderful these things were. And we would be the big heros right now taking her in and making sure she was alright. Then plan Angel would start.

Boy, I can’t wait till that day. The day I see Angel’s face when he sees his sweet Darla standing in front of him. I’ll be sure I have front row seats to that.

[souled_darla]

Somehow her fingers managed to clutch around the fabric of the blanket, and she pulled it against her body. Her clouded mind started to slowly clear up, and she was able to remember...that night she was killed, and then being nothing, but now being something again, and being here. She was still confused on exactly where the hell she was. What did they want with her? She held the blanket close, but she still trembled.

She locked eyes with Lindsey. Human. She could hear his heartbeat, the pulse racing through his veins, a rather fast pulse at that. She suddenly felt the intensity of that thirst, the longing to lunge at him and sink her fangs into his flesh. A tounge ran instictively across her pale lips. But something else was there holding her back, and it wasn't just the cage.