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Feb 04, 2005 22:22

((Jumping threads from hereI watched as Faith and Cordelia retreated up the steps, Faith helping Cordelia. They went up to one of the rooms, and I was glad to see that Cordy was able to walk okay, although Faith was guiding her by the elbow ( Read more... )

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_wes_pryce_ February 5 2005, 04:35:04 UTC

Did they...did he....They did didn't they? They just let Cordelia go upstairs with her, with the woman who only a few days ago, or weeks, I don't know anymore. At least, not all that long ago, took great delight in hurting her viciously. Hurting me as well, even more viciously, but that's not the point. What's even more puzzling is that Cordelia went with that bitch willinglyWhat is going on here? Never mind, I don't want to know. I've warned Cordy, I've tried to protect her. Obviously failing that. But I tried, if she wants to...to...I've no idea what she's doing. I just want to get out of here. Far, far away from my former Slayer ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 5 2005, 05:04:20 UTC

"I know you were," I said, before stopping. I didn't want to get in an argument just now... and if I snapped back, that's exactly what would have happened. I ran a hand through my hair, and sighed ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ February 5 2005, 06:09:30 UTC

"Yes," I say dryly, shifting my weight to my other leg. I resist the urge to rub over my shoulder, or hold my arm awkwardly. I know I should've still kept it in a sling, but I can't very well do a spell and hold that damn orb with my arm in a sling. Besides, it's annoying. "Very convincing, Angel. If anything happens to Cordelia you'll take care of it. Afterward?" I'm struck at how stupid this man...pire...vampire can be. It's truly amazing ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 6 2005, 23:47:59 UTC

I rolled my eyes at Wesley, and crossed my arms across my chest.

"i... nothing's going to happen to Cordy," I said. "If anything happens, I'll stake myself, okay? That way, you won't have to do it. Does that make you happy?" I looked at him, and frowned.

"Cordelia means a lot to me, too. So does Doyle..." I wondered why he hadn't called briefly, before turning back to the thing at hand. Doyle had been gone for a long time, though... and it wasn't like him not to check in for more than one day.

"She's safe. I wouldn't even think of leaving if she wasn't." I met Wesley's eyes firmly, as he bent down to pick up the axe, before obviously thinking better of it. "Cordelia knows how to handle herself, and she's fine. Are you ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ February 9 2005, 05:31:18 UTC

Turing in my seat, I blink at him and then blink again. I was what? I don't think so. I'm not going back to any hospital. Besides the fact that I'd feel like a charity case, which I refuse to be, I also don't like being prodded again. Which is what they'll do, I've been in the damn hospital often enough to know. They won't give you anything until they've prodded you all over again ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 9 2005, 18:52:07 UTC

"I'll take you back to the apartment," I said calmly, taking corners a bit slower when he groaned. "As soon as you get the heavier medications ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ February 10 2005, 02:27:16 UTC

"D...what?" He really doesn't listen does he? The stubborn git. I was already sighing relieved when he said he'd take me back to the apartment, but he'd had to go and add *that*. "I do not need any heavier medications, I'm fine." why don't people believe me when I say that? Do I look that untrustworthy. Of course it doesn't help the way my face is still bruised, among other things. Dammit, I don't *want* to go to the hospital ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 10 2005, 23:14:59 UTC

"For... I dunno," I said awkwardly. "For hurting you earlier... for how things went?" I offered. Meanwhile, I pulled into the hospital's parking lot, putting the car in park, then taking the keys from the ignition ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ February 12 2005, 17:50:46 UTC

I started to squirm a little under Angel's gaze. What was he looking at? How well Faith had done her best? Was he proud of her now? After all, he knows more about torture then she did. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she learned a few things from him, just by reading up on what he did. Trying to copy her hero. I just want this to stop, and I want my shirt back on ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 12 2005, 18:59:12 UTC

I wathced out of the corner of my eye as the nurse began to help Wesley put his shirt back on. He looked embarrassed now, and I focused, as the doctor thrust papers in front of my face. I looked at them, spotting the numbers, and nodding ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ February 12 2005, 19:14:13 UTC

Finally the damn doctor left, taking that blasted nurse with him. I'd seen the looks they were both giving me. No matter how hard I tried to pretend I hadn't, tried to ignore it, I'd seen the looks. They were pitying me. I didn't need anyone's pity, I didn't want anyone's charity either. But it seems I was getting it anyway ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 12 2005, 19:44:10 UTC

I rolled my eyes at him, and sat down in a chair across the room, folding my arms so I could still look at him ( ... )

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stoic_angel_ February 18 2005, 21:14:21 UTC

I stood up, pushing the chair back, and moved into the kitchen. Ignoring Wesley's anger, I bent down by a cabinet, opening it. I pulled out a pan, then snagged some things from the refrigerator. Then, I got Cordelia's stove started, and turned around to face Wesley ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ February 21 2005, 19:29:02 UTC

What? What is he doing now? He's going to cook? Why for gods sake? It's not as if I've many things in the house, it's not as if I can actually afford that is it? Of course he'd like to rub my nose in that as well. Why can't he just go away so I can lay down on the sofa and rest? No, he wants to cook ( ... )

stoic_angel_ February 21 2005, 22:46:12 UTC

I raised an eyebrow at Wesley, as he walked... well, more limped, back out into the living room, glaring at me ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ February 22 2005, 07:00:53 UTC

Trust him? A vampire who would gladly leave Cordelia alone in the hotel with Faith? Yes, that sounds like a person I could trust. And did I mention vampire? The one thing I'd been taught since birth to kill? It was against my entire being, all the cells in my body screamed at me that I should take a stake and dust him. Or maybe that was my father. Luckily the voices were getting less the longer I spend with Angel. But that doesn't mean I trust him. On the contrary ( ... )

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