I've decided this makes a better lair than bolthole. Pity I have to go out to eat ... there really isn't a good place to keep food around here. Ah, well. I'd rather stay with the Cray.
*giggles at the rhyme*
It was foolish of me to mouth off at
Kat like that
last night--not because I need to respect my elders, of course, but because she's almost sure to bitch about it all over town. At least she doesn't know where I've gone to ground.
And
my "dear friends" aren't the only ones I need to look out for. There's
the Slayer ... and of course
Willow Rosenberg. She may not be a cyberwitch, but she's powerful. And she's the Slayer's right hand when it comes to magic. Not to mention she knows how to restore a vampire's soul--what if my "dear friends" decide that's the best way to "save" me?
Hah. "Save me." Bit too late for that, isn't it?
First things first. Meaning Rosenberg.