Guess the court case turned out all right and whatnot. At this hotel that peaches used to run his old offices out of, apparently. God, what a bloody awful week this's been. Not sure where my place is anymore, y'know, now that 'twould appear the proverbial nasty hordes of evil are slightly at bay. Ought to check on my flat, see if it's still in one ( Read more... )

Events as of late make piss-all sense to me. Got sucked out of the battle right in the middle of it, we all did, and now there's some sort of sodding court case goin' on. Morrigan's doin' her damndest to explain it, but I'm just confused as hell. White room? Void contract? Piffle. I just want to suss out my place in all this and quickly. I'm tired ( Read more... )

Once more unto the breach.

Bloody shame... s'pose you always lose a man in battle, but still...

I'm in.

1. Bloody Immortal bastard.

2. Angel.

3. Andrew.

4. The loss of my coat.

5. Goin' on a mission to retrieve a sodding head.

6. The lack of horsepower on a Vespa.

7. Italian nightclubs. Hell, sod all of Italy.

8. Moving on. Bugger, moving on's all I got left to me. Not stupid, that.

Here I am. Moving on.

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Well, I will any ( Read more... )

Pondering things I probably bloody well shouldn't, considering that I've told Angel more than once over the past few weeks how dedicated I am to the battle ahead. There's other things... unresolved things... Well, it's rather boils down to a desire to be assured that she's all right, y'know ( Read more... )

Meant what I said to 'er... loved Fred beyond all measure. God, I hope the lad's plan worked, 'cause I don't feature her trying to off us all again ( Read more... )

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Her PET?!

No. Bugger that. Did I mention no? As in there's absolutely no sodding way that's happening?

Although, a bloke's got to wonder what exactly she has in mind and whether it involves restraints of some sort...

Playstation's not here yet. You'd think whoever it is what sold me this thing's bloody well fallen off the face of the earth. Though, I s'pose I ought to be paying closer attention to more important matters, like this impending apocalyptic whatsit. To review the past week...

- Bleedin' shame about old Charlie boy. More than a trifle conflicted ( Read more... )