Being dead isn't as peaceful as people make it out to be. Not at all. Of course, being dead and ending up as a ghost? That wasn't how I had planned it at all. Not that I had actually planned to die. Of course I knew I'd die sooner or later, but I wasn't planning it. Not at all, and I can't believe I'm drifting away from my own thoughts here. Then ( Read more... )

After the meeting with everyone over at Buffy's house I headed back to my apartment. I couldn't figure out what exactly had been said.. or seen there. We all met and then somehow.. Wesley showed up. It was almost unreal. We'd had ghosts and such to pop out at us before, but it had never been any of our own people. I didn't know what to think ( Read more... )

The warehouse was nothing more than.. empty. I sat at my desk, just sitting. This was basically my home since the hotel went down. I sure did miss my nice room, comfortable and private. Here seemed cold and exposed. I sat wondering exactly what to do with myself. We hadn't had a case in what seemed like forever, everyone now was out doing ( Read more... )

Faith wanted to go Slayin'. That didn't come as a surprise and I was actually grateful to get out of here for a couple of hours and not havin' to run into Harris. I knew he was inside with Courtney. Courtney, who I'd deal with later, I'm sure she's fallin' asleep hearin' Harris talk. Ponce is that boring ( Read more... )

Bloody fuck. What was Harris tryin' to prove? Not a damn lot. I just watched him walk inside, letting him feel all high and mighty in his work uniform. Wanker. Looking around, I see the glass everywhere and growl. That was my whiskey, ponce. Kicking at the ground, I turn on my heel and head back to the house. Nothin' more for me here ( Read more... )

I must have killed half the vamps in L.A. that night after I left the club. I was frustrated. I just expected so much more from Xander I guess. I expected him to see through my act and actually put up with me. Should have known better. People always just take me for whatever they see at first glance. I figure its better that he let that girl kiss ( Read more... )

Too many bloody people in the house, I can't even watch the telly properly. Without tellin' anyone, I got up, puttin' my duster on and left, in need of a bit of fresh air. Ironically speakin' of course. Could use a spot of violence too, but whatever comes first, happens first I reckon'. And what happened first, shall you ask. Whiskey. 'Lot of it, ( Read more... )

Tomarrow, I start my education, which I never really had. I can't read well; and when I do, besides the occausional sheet music, the words seems...backwards, quiet fusterating. Expecialy when you try to read your favorite book, and have to read a paragraph over, and over, and over again. Sheet music is heaven! I don't know when or where I ( Read more... )

The meeting in the living room seems like it happened ages ago. But really it has only been about a week since then. After the weird moment between Buffy and Abby, Buffy went back into the living room and well the short version of what was said was basically that whatever demon was out there needed to be killed once and for all. So the scoobs ( Read more... )

I passed Faith her third tequila. Luckily it wasn't hers. Caritas was booming tonight and there was no Lorne to be found. Faith slid it down to a grub demon with short arms then winked at me. W were both sweating and it was a pretty intimate situation. I mean...fixing alchoholic drinks nar each other ( Read more... )