Lorne whirled around at the sound of Lindsey's voice, turning his back to Fred, Cordy, Angel, and Buffy. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Before I go on askin' all sorts of questions, cowboy, might I remind you that I have a name? Come on, you remember. You used to call me by it all the time." Alright, so maybe he was a little bit on edge.
"Sorry for getting snippy with you, but we're kind of in the middle of a situation -- which, by the way, I'm still waiting for the details on," he continued, glancing over his shoulder at the others. "Not like anyone's said anything about it, but I brought back our dearest darling and your auras are practically screaming at me. I don't see happy, I see anxiety. Some fear mixed in there, too. So pardon me when I ask: what the HELL is goin' on?"
"Not like anyone's said anything about it, but I brought back our dearest darling and your auras are practically screaming at me. I don't see happy, I see anxiety. Some fear mixed in there, too. So pardon me when I ask: what the HELL is goin' on?"
Anxiety. Fear. Doesn't sound like much's changed. And none of them look too happy to see me either... definitely hasn't changed. Although there was a new face that I remember seeing from a file a while back. Buffy something. Angel's big true love, or whatever.
"And trust me, I don't want to interrupt, but I'm more interested in gettin' the hell out of here." I said, keeping a calm tone to my voice. "So if you can explain to me why this Hotel and some blue thing with curly hair keeps poppin' up in my nightmares lately, I'm on my way."
I glanced away from Cordelia and Lorne as Lindsey came in, talking to Lorne, and only Lorne.
"Now is that any way to greet old enemies?" I asked. What the hell was he doing back? He had left almost a year, seemed like longer, and then he was back? And... dreams?
"What do you know about the 'blue thing with curly hair'?" I asked instantly. He knew something about what was going on... and we needed all the clues we could get. Fred didn't seem to have found anything, and with Wesley and Gunn off someplace, we needed to make sure this wasn't another apocalypse on the horizon... though with another god-like being on the loose, it looked very likely that there would be another one soon... just what we needed.
"Yeah." I smirked, looking to Angel. "I could think of somethin' a hell of a lot better, but this isn't the time or the place." I looked back to Lorne, expecting answers, and getting nothing. Yeah, that's damn annoying.
"What do you know about the 'blue thing with curly hair'?"
And that's even more annoying. "Y'know, everytime I keep expectin' to do things quickly, you just gotta draw it out, don't you?" I rolled my eyes at the look he gave me. "Why the hell are you interested?" Please don't tell me this is going to turn into one of those damn stupid things where I have to work with him... again.
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Lorne whirled around at the sound of Lindsey's voice, turning his back to Fred, Cordy, Angel, and Buffy. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Before I go on askin' all sorts of questions, cowboy, might I remind you that I have a name? Come on, you remember. You used to call me by it all the time." Alright, so maybe he was a little bit on edge.
"Sorry for getting snippy with you, but we're kind of in the middle of a situation -- which, by the way, I'm still waiting for the details on," he continued, glancing over his shoulder at the others. "Not like anyone's said anything about it, but I brought back our dearest darling and your auras are practically screaming at me. I don't see happy, I see anxiety. Some fear mixed in there, too. So pardon me when I ask: what the HELL is goin' on?"
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Anxiety. Fear. Doesn't sound like much's changed. And none of them look too happy to see me either... definitely hasn't changed. Although there was a new face that I remember seeing from a file a while back. Buffy something. Angel's big true love, or whatever.
"And trust me, I don't want to interrupt, but I'm more interested in gettin' the hell out of here." I said, keeping a calm tone to my voice. "So if you can explain to me why this Hotel and some blue thing with curly hair keeps poppin' up in my nightmares lately, I'm on my way."
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"Now is that any way to greet old enemies?" I asked. What the hell was he doing back? He had left almost a year, seemed like longer, and then he was back? And... dreams?
"What do you know about the 'blue thing with curly hair'?" I asked instantly. He knew something about what was going on... and we needed all the clues we could get. Fred didn't seem to have found anything, and with Wesley and Gunn off someplace, we needed to make sure this wasn't another apocalypse on the horizon... though with another god-like being on the loose, it looked very likely that there would be another one soon... just what we needed.
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"Yeah." I smirked, looking to Angel. "I could think of somethin' a hell of a lot better, but this isn't the time or the place." I looked back to Lorne, expecting answers, and getting nothing. Yeah, that's damn annoying.
"What do you know about the 'blue thing with curly hair'?"
And that's even more annoying. "Y'know, everytime I keep expectin' to do things quickly, you just gotta draw it out, don't you?" I rolled my eyes at the look he gave me. "Why the hell are you interested?" Please don't tell me this is going to turn into one of those damn stupid things where I have to work with him... again.
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