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[iwouldnt_fear]

I'm not the sortof person to make plans, so saying I never planned to be here now is more or less pointless. I didn't plan to be anywhere, but I didn't think It'd be LA. I have nothing against LA, per se. If I have to be anywhere in this country it might as well be where the best shopping is and the prettiest people are. But everything here has

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[a_darkness_more]

The last thing I was looking for in my life was another Slayer. Buffy had died, and Faith, well...Faith was Faith. I needed time, and more importantly, I needed to mourn. You'd think centuries had passed, I'd learn to deal with death a little better, but I guess losing Buffy was just the blow that I wasn't ready for

[iwouldnt_fear]

He grabs the paper from where I'm holding it in the air and as soon as he reads it I wish I'd read it first, since it gets crumpled and tossed on the ground. Not good news, I'd wager. Hmm. There goes the good mood...

I don't move till I hear where he's planning to go.

"Why would we want to go to Sunnydale?"

As soon as the question leaves my mouth I know exactly why we wouldn't want to go to Sunnydale. This is Buffy territory. I would have to be stupid not to have picked up on this. Angel's slayer.

Words can't describe how much I don't want to go there. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. It probably just comes down to me not wanting to be alone...and maybe a little bit of responsibilty toward the big girl who's eyebrows seemed to get heavier and heavier as he stood there.

[a_darkness_more]

"Why would we want to go to Sunnydale?"

"We don't really have a choice. There was an incident while I was away. My associate...my friend...she is in a coma. She was our link to the powers that be, so if something was that big that put her down, we're in trouble. So it seems as though Fred...another woman that lives her, panicked and took her to Sunnydale."

I glance around.

"...and I have NO idea where Wes and Gunn are."

I start pacing around. I didn't like this.

"Trust me, the last place I want to go is Sunnydale, but Fred did the right thing. When Cordelia went down, I bet Wolfram & Hart was scrambling to get their hands on her, and without me here, they wouldn't have to work too hard. In terms of good protection, Sunnydale would be the place to be. At least Willow can watch over her with the magicks."

I sigh.

"I'm sorry about this, I am."

[iwouldnt_fear]

To much information to absorb all in one shot. I don't even try to keep up. The main idea here is that we've got to go to Sunnydale and I don't get a long bath inbettween trips. I'm dissapointed, to say the least. Stiff, dirty, restless, tired, cranky...but I catch that this is important, and the idea of going to Sunnydale upsets Angel even more than it does me. So for once, I bite my tongue.

I pick my stuff up from where I set it on the counter and shrug a little, heading toward the door.

"whatever. You owe me a mattress when we get there."

If I have to be in this country, I'm not going to sleep on the floor.