Angel has put on weight after Sunnydale. Lots of weight.I hope he isn't letting himself go... I released him from his water grave to fulfill his destiny to stand and fight evil, not sit and brood over it. Stress produces Cortisol which produces fat. And things have been very stressful ever since Sunnydale- Doyle's death, Cordelia's disappearence, ( Read more... )

I walked into the lobby, slowly and awkwardly. Everything was still fuzzy around the edges, and not very steady. I wavered, before I grabbed a stair railing, and sat down on the steps. Wesley had left, and I had managed to get into the hotel by myself, v e r y s l o w l y ( Read more... )

I showed up late. It seemed appropriate to do so when everyone else thought that I was going to the announcement of my own termination.

The past few months had been hell: the wine-cellar slaughter, the bungled assassination attempts on various members of AI, the whole vampire baby thing.

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I switched gears as I passed several people on the interstate. You'd think the old truck would of had the course but it still has it's moments. I smirk as too idiots accidentally bump into eachother causing a small mess a couple lanes across from us. After switching to fourth gear I turned to her. I grabbed her hand and let the breeze from outside ( Read more... )

You can continue being a slave, or you can live your life. Your choice.It was all about the mission. Angel looked only a little worse for wear after his sojourn in the deep. If he had been left down there any longer there might have been risk of damage to his higher brain functions. Analyzing his responses and sentence structure I found that there ( Read more... )

I lean over to turn on the radio inside the beat up truck I’m driving, wincing when all I hear is static. “I just had you fixed.” I complained as I turned it off and turned back to the road ( Read more... )

As he pulled out of the parking lot of... wherever we were, Wesley didn't say anything. Neither did I, because, really, what was there left to say ( Read more... )

On the car ride there, I couldn't help but think of Angel more and more. I had been suppressing my anger and frustration of not being able to find him for a long time. Now that we knew exactly what happened I felt as though I could snap at any given moment. Luckily Gunn was there to calm me down...sort of. He didn't say much of anything the whole ( Read more... )

The world, I've always been told you never lived until you seen the world. If that was called living, death surely couldn't be any worse. Traveling the world however, I learned alot. Mainly about the Senior Partners, their plans and boy were they interesting. I found myself laughing as I though about them. The appacolype was going to be iteresting ( Read more... )

Cordy and Gunn have been gone for a while, I look over at Connor who is bleeding pretty bad and looking a tad pale ( Read more... )