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notstakedyet

Hyperion, Tuesday

Jun 13, 2006 12:15

Angel opened his eyes on his bed, his mind yet again filled with images of killing and drinking and carving.

Then he saw that he had a voicemailAfter listening to the message (but not checking his emails) Angel decided that denial was really going to be the order for the day ( Read more... )

hyperion, callisto, logan, marty, los angeles, brooding, angela

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oatmanspatient June 13 2006, 16:34:23 UTC

Marty showed up about five minutes later looking a little groggy and looking fairly casual in a t-shirt and jeans. "Coffee. Need coffee."

notstakedyet June 13 2006, 16:39:52 UTC

"It's not brewing fast enough," Angel said, glaring at the coffee maker as though it was doing that on purpose.

oatmanspatient June 13 2006, 16:41:48 UTC

Marty gave the coffee maker a glare that he usually reserves for Bel, but unfortunately did not make the coffee brew any faster. "So what was that thing we ran into last night? It took me an hour to get the goop out of my hair."

notstakedyet June 13 2006, 16:45:11 UTC

"I think they were speed walkers," Angel said, his brain not coherent enough yet to realize Marty was asking about the demon, and not what they'd run into prior to that.

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chasingangela June 13 2006, 19:16:24 UTC

"I'll check what's in the kitchen," Angela said, and went to do that.

She emerged with a half-full box of cherry Pop-Tarts. "I guess breakfast is served," she added. "They're better untoasted."

As she resumed her seat at the table, her eyes fell on the metro section and she shuddered. "Ugh. Murder. Looks gruesome."

psycho_jackass June 13 2006, 19:33:58 UTC

Logan grabbed a Pop-Tart and turned back for his coffee. Which was missing. He poured another cup and looked over Angela's shoulder. "Cross carved in her cheek? Lovely. Any sign of 'neck rupture' or 'wild dog attack', or is this just a case of fundies gone bad?"

oatmanspatient June 13 2006, 19:44:21 UTC

"Lovely. Sounds like a real whack job out there," Marty said stealing one of Angela's pop tarts. "Unless it's just a demon with a religion fetish."

notstakedyet June 13 2006, 19:49:37 UTC

"Cross?" Angel asked. He glanced over to see the picture, then moved to take Marty by the shoulder and guide him into his office. "Hey, Marty, can I talk to you for a sec? About the thing and the stuff?"

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Angel's office notstakedyet June 13 2006, 19:48:41 UTC

"There may be a problem," Angel said to Marty as soon as he could close the door.

Re: Angel's office oatmanspatient June 13 2006, 19:53:46 UTC

"If it's about the towels, I didn't realize they weren't complimentary," Marty qupped before he realized that Angel was more broody than his normal self. "What's up?"

Re: Angel's office notstakedyet June 13 2006, 19:54:35 UTC

"How drunk was I last night? How long we we together last night?" Angel asked. "I know Angela said three but - was I out of your sight for very long?"

Re: Angel's office oatmanspatient June 13 2006, 20:00:00 UTC

"Well we left the hotel about eleven. Almost killed the speedwalkers around midnight and were together chasing that demony thing until around three or so and got back here around four-thirty AM," Marty said trying to remember. "After that I went to bed. Why do you ask?"

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Back in the lobby notstakedyet June 14 2006, 03:50:35 UTC

"I'm thinking you're right," Angel said. He pushed away from his desk and went to open the door that, unbeknownst to his distracted mind, had Logan and Angela behind it.

Re: Back in the lobby chasingangela June 14 2006, 03:54:08 UTC

Looking troubled, Angela took a quick step backwards. She attempted to cover with a smile. "So what's up?"

Re: Back in the lobby notstakedyet June 14 2006, 03:55:38 UTC

Angel didn't look happy. He also looked like he was having a hard time making eye contact with Logan. "How much did you hear?"

Re: Back in the lobby psycho_jackass June 14 2006, 03:59:25 UTC

"You could taste their blood?" Logan asked, arms folded across his chest.

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