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Here we go again...

Oct 31, 2006 22:29

Slayers aren't supposed to need much sleep. Least that was the shit my first watcher used to dish out when I'd complain about goin' for a run at six a.m. every damn morning. You're not supposed to need as much sleep or food or water as your regular Joe Schmo. Which, to be fair comes in handy when you're...say, trapped underground with a bunch of ( Read more... )

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mr_angel November 1 2006, 20:13:23 UTC

After 'talking' with Harry about what he had been doing in the jungle (and of course after telling the kids to stay out of the jungle) I walked back down the beach to find Faith. She was going to ask what was up and honestly I didn't want to have to be the one to tell her that Harry just ran into her evil Senior Partner father in the jungle to have a little chat ( ... )

neverbeenfree November 1 2006, 22:15:12 UTC

Angel was makin' it way worse tryin' to grab onto the rope and break it or whatever but instead of breaking the rope he was just makin' the whole damn net sway back and forth. "Hey!" I bit out at him when he told me to stay still. The net swayed violently in my direction and my back slammed into the rope as I took on all of his weight too ( ... )

mr_angel November 1 2006, 23:56:50 UTC

Not underground? Hah well I guess we were pretty much the opposite right now. As in literally above ground. Faith was trying her version of tearing the ropes and was having as much luck as I had when I tried. None ( ... )

neverbeenfree November 2 2006, 00:13:01 UTC

Angel helped push me up and I grabbed onto the rope, tryin' to make an opening big enough to squeeze through. I pulled on them with all I had but it was an awkward angle and really about all I could get through was a shoulder. I cursed under my breath again as I finally pulled my arm free and pulled Angel's hands away from my sides so I fell or really slid back to the bottom of the net.

"Shit." I muttered as I tried to pull on the rope again but it wasn't budging. The thing was we were both strong enough to bust through these ropes, but not while dangling from them so to speak. The angle was too awkward and we were pretty much...stuck. I sighed and leaned back as far as I could against the net but I was still pushed right up against him. Hello. And I couldn't help the warm feeling that crept up on me, okay I couldn't fucking help it! It's been awhile and yeah....fuck me.

Not literally. Probably. God damn it. Focus, Faith.

I shifted a little bit, tryin' to get more comfortable without rubbin' up against him in all the right wrong ( ... )

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mr_angel November 4 2006, 03:57:34 UTC

Okay. What the FUCKING HELL were we supposed to do now? Hadn't we just had the little chat earlier about how we all needed to be on the same page with this? Obviously, we WEREN'T all on the same page but jesus christ couldn't they actually TRY ( ... )

ny_city_boy November 4 2006, 04:09:23 UTC

I hit the tree with a thud and then I had his fist connecting with my jaw. No sooner had I hit the ground and he was standing over me demanding I get up. What the fuck ( ... )

mr_angel November 4 2006, 04:21:46 UTC

What was this exactly? I'd hit him, he'd bitch about something, I'd hit him again, he'd bitch again. He just kept going on and on about where to put the blame, fuck Faith, she started it.

...... Yeah, OKAY.

We all were carrying our own shit. Just a part of what made us so fucking special. Stick a quarter in us and we'll give you a top ten list of our problems.

The last time I knocked him down, he was up and didn't even look at me. He was walking off again in the opposite direction. Well. Was he going back to the beach? That was the point in going after him, but I hadn't really expected him to throw a bitch fit again and storm off.

Of course I wasn't exactly surprised, but whatever the fuck works I'll fucking take it right now.

Shaking my head, I stayed a good distance behind as I followed him back to the beach.

neverbeenfree November 4 2006, 04:38:39 UTC

I was fuming as I walked away from the two of them. Well, Angel. Harry had already run off into the jungle to have a temper tantrum cause that was such a fucking good idea. Yes, send the guy who comes back with no answers and punches like a girl out into the jungle to figure shit out. Brilliant! And when Tweedledumber took off after him I rolled my eyes ( ... )

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