"But you understand what'll happen if I take it back," said Skip, incredulously. It was pretty hard to talk when Wes had a crossbow shoved at his throat, "And you still ( Read more... )

"You mean you let him go?" Asked Gunn, biting down into his burrito as he looked at me, "Just like that ( Read more... )

"Are you okay?"

"Can I get you anything?"

"What do you need?"Don't get me wrong, I love the guys, but the barriage of questions after a vision? Do nothing to help my mood. They're so... So goddamned helpeful. And I know they're only trying to make it easier on me but half the time? They just end up making it harder ( Read more... )

Guess it's time to settle for a while. Been in LA a couple of months now, got a gig with a band, got a place to crash. What else could a guy need ( Read more... )

I am still not sure what insanity was going on with Lindsey. The man seems to have the stairs not quite reaching the top at the moment, but that didn't stop him from eventually bloodying my nose and trying to pound me flat ( Read more... )

I am rather at a loss for what to do now. I was ready to throw myself into the darkness to fight, only Cordelia was there standing in between it and myself and now I am forced to be human again ( Read more... )

It was light when I awoke the next morning. I hadn't meant to fall asleep, hadn't even meant to stay the night, not really, but... Wes had needed me, had asked me to stay, offered me a shoulder to cry on - a place I could cry, without ever feeling guilty about doing it ( Read more... )

I shall update with a pretty layout later. For now, we have lift-off with le suck-ass layout, the cool name (we're whores, dude!) and the possibility of many MANY writings together. ;)

*pervles you*