I open the door when Andrew knocks, then hurry back to the motel desk, thoroughly preoccupied. I have a map laid out on crushed velvet, the herbs carefully sprinkled on, and I'm watching the light blip from one end to the other, pendulum-like.
"I spoke of payment on the phone, I'd like you to take a look at this and tell me if you can detect any demonic energy in it." I realize I must sound deadly serious, but I've been watching the energy blip for days and I'm certain now that it must be our weary time travelers. If the vampire is among them, the demonic energy should show up. I'm not at all certain I want to bring them back if that is the case, but I do rather miss Ripper.
clearly he called because He needs my advice. My expertise is very availible. It is good to have genius recognised. I focus my amazing mental powers on the desk... he's got some kind of blippy light. "What are you looking for, a firefly from hell?" I'm not paying any attention to what the thing is sitting on. I poke it. *ZING* I pull my hand back quickly and look at his set up. Very old school. "It's something alright." and I don't know if I want to play with it any more.
"Good heavens, don't touch it! It's a mystical representation of some people who are time traveling, I believe. If I am correct, at least one of them is part demon. I find it is in my best interest to retrieve them back to the current point in time, if at all possible." Granted, the werewolf hadn't been back to harass me, but I had no doubt he would be if the white hats were gone for good.
I twiddle my fingers on the edge of the desk, pondering the movement. "So, Andrew, summoner of demons, can you detect if there is any demonic energy there--and bring it here?"
I snort. "Of course, I can." I say with confidence. Exactly how I'm going to do this...no idea. But it's demons and I know demons. I am the master of demons. So it should be a snap. Right? Clearly I just need to get the energy flowing again. I'm just out of practice, a little deep breathing, some chanting, I'll be back in the swing of things in no time at all. My fingers are still a bit zingy from when I touched it. I swipe my fingers against my thumbs three times in a sort of full handed finger snap, I'm trying to get the feeling off my fingers and plus it looks cool.
"I'm just gonna get a little touchy feely here." I smack my hands together like Mr. Miagi and channel the force. This thing is the wierdest collection of energy signatures I've ever felt. O.o "It's demonic but it's all spongy....I think I need my kit."
I shrug my shoulders and shake my head. "Dude, you really need better equipment." But I take the offered dowel anyway.
"...even Johnathan had a magic bone..." I mutter under my breath. I make a notch in the end so there's a hook-like bit I can catch the thing. Focus. Concentrate. Will to Power. Here goes nothin'. "Make sure you hold the circle till we see what I catch." I hook the ball once, but it slides through somehow, gives me a jolt, it almost feels like it's pulling back. I almost drop the hook, No, I am going to do this.
I hook the ball again. This time it catches. Mine now.
I stick the hooked lite-brite in the burning incense in the circle. "Ok, this should do it. By the wood I have caught you, By the fire I release you By the smoke I bind you once more to me. Come Forth and meet thy master!" there's some sparkles shimmering here. It's working! ....and I just realized I'm still in the circle...
Glitter, glitter, whatever, getting old and....er....
I stop, looking around. "You guys seeing--" Buffy and Anya aren't with me. "What the hell?" I grab the short little guy in front of me by the shirt front. "Who're you? Where's Buffy and Anya? Start talking!" I demand, giving him my scariest tone.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Never be in the circle! Never Be in the circle. "It's Cordeila!" It's Cordelia! I went to high school with her! She's evil! Back up! Back up! BAck up! I scrabble backwards til I hit the edge of the circle.
Oh no... too late, she's got me. I'm done for. wait a minute...I went to school with Cordeila, she's not a demon. Which means this is some sort of freaky-mind-reading-fear-demon trying to scare me. Ha! "Unhand me, fiend! I am not afraid. You will not frighten me with faces from my past. I have summoned you and you must do My bidding." I am in control.
I arch an eyebrow at him. "....right." I look around the room and spot--lovely. Ethan. I roll my eyes, still not letting go of the little guy. "Why am I not surprised?" I ask, then look back to my captured guy. "First of all, I'm not a feind, second of all, you're bidding? Yeah right. Let's work this another way. You tell me who you are and what you've done with Buffy and Anya, and maybe I won't knee you so hard in the balls that you have to have them sergically removed."
I watch from outside the circle, fairly amused, but a little worried about Andrew's well-being. Even if it is only Cordelia, I've had a run-in with her before--not a girl to be trifled with.
"She certainly looks like the same girl...perhaps she picked up an invisible demon somewhere along her journeys? Maybe something latched onto her and that's the energy you picked up."
Frankly, I'm just happy it didn't turn out to be the vampire.
"Whatever." I say to the guy. I turn to Ethan. "Who is this runt?" I jab my finger at him. "And I am me. Cordelia Chase. I was with Buffy. You remember Buffy, Ethan, how many times has she kicked your ass? And Anya. Not someone you want sore at you. Where are they?"
I frown. "You were Buffy and Anya...dammit, I was really hoping we'd get someone back who could open the Magic Box." I shrug. "I wasn't really sure who it was I was seeing, could have been the whole lot of you for all I knew. But I'm rather surprised if you were all together that you didn't all appear."
I think for a moment. "We could take another shot at it, I suppose, although Andrew specializes in summoning demons, so I don't know as it'd work on the others...and why did it work on you?" I look her over. No apparent demon hangers on.
I'm subtlely motioning to Mr.E to let me out of the circle while the demon is distracted. I have no idea why it wants the slayer and I don't care.
"Yeah. Miss I'm-not-a-demon-I'm-just-impersonating-Heather-Chandler. If you aren't a demon, why did you show up when I summoned you?" I say smugly. Except now, she's looking at me again. oops.
I sigh as she crosses her arms. Thank god, no immediate follow-up to the punch, which feels like it may have broken my nose.
"Some fellow named Zabuto...quite off his nut, if you ask me. Kept raving about how Ripper should have lost his slayer instead of him, or some such nonsense." I shake my head, immediately regret it, and wonder where Andrew left the aspirin.
"Huh?" I shake my head. "Whatever. You're going to come to Buffy's with me and explain this to the nice people there." I announce, tone leaving no room for argument. "They'll want to hear this." And then we're going to sit down and figure out how to find Buffy and Anya. I hope they're okay. I'm really worried about them. Maybe spending all that time in the past with them just got to me or something. I don't know.
ok I admit it I was sulking over the 'punch like a girl comment' but I really didn't expect that... See! now I know it's not Cordelia. She's too violent. Oh sure, Cordelia could destroy a life or two but she never had to punch anyone to do it. I really need to figure out what kind of demon it is so I can send it back...if the real Cordelia ever found out..... *shudder* clearly Mr E has a handle on things here, humoring it like that, he seems happy. Well except for the getting punched thing... "Well." "Since the two of you seem to have things to sort out, You don't need me here. I'll just be off then...." and grab a couple asprin on the way out before the reaction headache sets in....
I arch an eyebrow. "Hey wait--oh, whatever." I cross my arms and give Ethan a glare. "Well? Start marching, Mr. Innocent. Before I get really cranky. No one wants that."
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"I spoke of payment on the phone, I'd like you to take a look at this and tell me if you can detect any demonic energy in it." I realize I must sound deadly serious, but I've been watching the energy blip for days and I'm certain now that it must be our weary time travelers. If the vampire is among them, the demonic energy should show up. I'm not at all certain I want to bring them back if that is the case, but I do rather miss Ripper.
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I focus my amazing mental powers on the desk... he's got some kind of blippy light.
"What are you looking for, a firefly from hell?" I'm not paying any attention to what the thing is sitting on.
I poke it. *ZING* I pull my hand back quickly and look at his set up.
Very old school.
"It's something alright." and I don't know if I want to play with it any more.
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I twiddle my fingers on the edge of the desk, pondering the movement. "So, Andrew, summoner of demons, can you detect if there is any demonic energy there--and bring it here?"
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Exactly how I'm going to do this...no idea.
But it's demons and I know demons. I am the master of demons. So it should be a snap. Right?
Clearly I just need to get the energy flowing again.
I'm just out of practice, a little deep breathing, some chanting, I'll be back in the swing of things in no time at all.
My fingers are still a bit zingy from when I touched it.
I swipe my fingers against my thumbs three times in a sort of full handed finger snap, I'm trying to get the feeling off my fingers and plus it looks cool.
"I'm just gonna get a little touchy feely here." I smack my hands together like Mr. Miagi and channel the force. This thing is the wierdest collection of energy signatures I've ever felt. O.o
"It's demonic but it's all spongy....I think I need my kit."
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"...even Johnathan had a magic bone..." I mutter under my breath.
I make a notch in the end so there's a hook-like bit I can catch the thing.
Focus. Concentrate. Will to Power.
Here goes nothin'.
"Make sure you hold the circle till we see what I catch." I hook the ball once, but it slides through somehow, gives me a jolt, it almost feels like it's pulling back. I almost drop the hook, No, I am going to do this.
I hook the ball again. This time it catches. Mine now.
I stick the hooked lite-brite in the burning incense in the circle.
"Ok, this should do it.
By the wood I have caught you,
By the fire I release you
By the smoke I bind you once more to me.
Come Forth and meet thy master!"
there's some sparkles shimmering here. It's working!
....and I just realized I'm still in the circle...
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I stop, looking around. "You guys seeing--" Buffy and Anya aren't with me. "What the hell?" I grab the short little guy in front of me by the shirt front. "Who're you? Where's Buffy and Anya? Start talking!" I demand, giving him my scariest tone.
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"It's Cordeila!" It's Cordelia! I went to high school with her! She's evil! Back up! Back up! BAck up! I scrabble backwards til I hit the edge of the circle.
Oh no... too late, she's got me.
I'm done for.
wait a minute...I went to school with Cordeila, she's not a demon.
Which means this is some sort of freaky-mind-reading-fear-demon trying to scare me.
Ha!
"Unhand me, fiend! I am not afraid. You will not frighten me with faces from my past. I have summoned you and you must do My bidding." I am in control.
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"She certainly looks like the same girl...perhaps she picked up an invisible demon somewhere along her journeys? Maybe something latched onto her and that's the energy you picked up."
Frankly, I'm just happy it didn't turn out to be the vampire.
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I think for a moment. "We could take another shot at it, I suppose, although Andrew specializes in summoning demons, so I don't know as it'd work on the others...and why did it work on you?" I look her over. No apparent demon hangers on.
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"Yeah. Miss I'm-not-a-demon-I'm-just-impersonating-Heather-Chandler. If you aren't a demon, why did you show up when I summoned you?" I say smugly.
Except now, she's looking at me again. oops.
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"Some fellow named Zabuto...quite off his nut, if you ask me. Kept raving about how Ripper should have lost his slayer instead of him, or some such nonsense." I shake my head, immediately regret it, and wonder where Andrew left the aspirin.
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See! now I know it's not Cordelia. She's too violent.
Oh sure, Cordelia could destroy a life or two but she never had to punch anyone to do it.
I really need to figure out what kind of demon it is so I can send it back...if the real Cordelia ever found out.....
*shudder*
clearly Mr E has a handle on things here, humoring it like that, he seems happy. Well except for the getting punched thing...
"Well."
"Since the two of you seem to have things to sort out, You don't need me here. I'll just be off then...." and grab a couple asprin on the way out before the reaction headache sets in....
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