[ audio or video who knows--Angel can't work small electronic devices okay ]

[leon]

[Angel's just arrived, fresh from fairyland. He's a little disoriented at first, but soon discovers the datapad that's conveniently placed within his room. After fiddling around with it for a while (read: pressing shit at random smacking it with his hand when that doesn't work), it finally starts to transmit--unbeknownst to him, of course]--iece of

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[msattentionspan]

Shit, Angel? [That's... interesting.]

What are you even... woodland pals?

[leon]

[Finally, this thing decides to work just as he locates the weird clothing dispenser robot thing. He finishes slipping into the weird space clothes as he crosses the room to retrieve the datapad]

Yeah. Talking ferret dealing in some sort of human slave trade. [He says this as though it should be ringing some sort of bell for her. But if Faith's here, then that means the others are probably all here too]

What is this place? I thought we were in the middle of the forest.

[msattentionspan]

What? [Did you smack your head... or lose your brain?]

You are not making any sense at all. You got abducted to Coruscant, it's some place from the Star Wars movies, but it's real.

When were you in a forest?

[leon]

[Angel's assuming the same about her right about now. An alternate dimension that resembles some magical fairy wood is one thing--but a setting from a science fiction movie? Keyword being fiction? That's a little bit harder to swallow]

Right before I woke up. [He is trying to piece this together somehow. Because obviously being in a Star Wars movie is not the answer] You were there too. You don't remember?

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[slayerisms]

[ Oh, no. Oh no no no. She was afraid this would happen and -- okay, it hurts. Not being on the Emergency Contact list. Then again, she did cut his head off not too long ago, so, all things considered ... ]

Angel ...

[leon]

[He thought about adding her to the list, but considering the last time they spoke (as far as Angel could recall) he was snapping at her to keep her boyfriend (Spike) on a leash? Yeah...]

Buffy. [There's some relief there, amidst the obvious confusion. So far the head-count was going well ... even if Faith was suffering from some sort of amnesia or something]

What's going on?

[slayerisms]

I was about to ask you the same thing. What's the last thing you remember? [ Assuming she could even trust him to be honest. But, it'd been so long ... He hadn't been in the bacta tanks. What if he didn't know what he'd done? ]

[leon]

[You were sort of seeing Spike]

We were in the woods. Cordelia, Faith, you, Spike. Along with a bunch of other people who found themselves trapped there.

[Video - locked]

[prodigaled]

[Damn it, he's back. Lindsey watches and listens for a while, all kinds of emotions roiling up inside of him. When he finally responds, it's with a sneer.]

Some people just don't know how to stay dead.

[leon]

[Lindsey wasn't there from what Angel could recall. Just his luck. X(]

Sorry to disappoint you, Lindsey. Oh, wait. No I'm not.

[prodigaled]

I'm not disappointed. I'm just gonna sit back with my popcorn and watch the show. See if your Slayer decides to finish the job or not. Should be a real hoot.

[leon]

[He has no idea what Lindsey's talking about, but he knows better than to fish for answers here. So he will just ignore this, or hang up if he can find the right button--which he probably can't]

private video forever fuck you lack of subject lines

[breakmychest]

Oh, brilliant, you'll settle. [Spike rolls his eyes.] I'm insulted. Especially considering I'm probably one of the few here that's not in stake first, ask questions later mode.

You're from fairy woods?

[leon]

Yeah. And so are you. Is there something in the water here, or did everyone just get hit over the head until they forgot all about the woodland slaver brigade?

[breakmychest]

No, you moron. [...as far as he remembers. That's a slightly disturbing thought.] Don't you remember being here a few weeks ago? And not raving about fairies?

[leon]

You know, now that you mention it, no. I don't.

[Don't you think he would have been a little less surprised to be here if that were the case? And not raving about fairies?]

[im_apimp]

[this is mostly a placeholder, but whatever.]

[Angel]

... Hey! It's Faith's dead-smelling guy.

[and then a cringe]

Fair warning, a good chunk of them don't remember the woods.

[leon]

[Give him a second because, yes, he is going to self-consciously try and sniff himself to make sure he doesn't smell like a corpse]

Well, at least I know I'm not losing it. Alec, right?

[im_apimp]

That's me.

[sigh]

Anyway. Do you want the short answer or the long one?

[leon]

Depends. Do either of those options happen to exclude "we're all in Star Wars now?"