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"Angelus. Heard wrong. Unless Soul Boy's been gettin' his happy on spankin' it to the latest copy of Slayers Gone Wild he's still all broody and souled up. Mostly been hidin' in his room and sulking."Faith gave me a look that seemed to suggest I was doing more than my share of that annoying hiding, and sulking. But what was it ( Read more... )

Backstage at the Bronze was nice and familiar, hasn't changed much in those past years. Still small, cramped, too hot, loud, chaotic - and fucking wonderful. I looked at Oz as he was tuning his guitar and smiled. I didn't need to say anything. We both understood this feeling ( Read more... )

I should have staked him. I should have and I didn't and now I don't think I'll ever forgive myself. The things he said about Dawn, Buffy ... she ... how could she have trusted that bleached idiot?! Dawn is safe now and I'm heading home. I'll get him, well, one way or the other. The next time I see him I'll gladly do the mexican hat dance on his ( Read more... )

You know something is seriously up when you start getting sympathy from the former vengeance demon. Not that Anya could not have her nice moment, it was just usually when she did they were so short and littered with backwards insults it was hard to really appreciate them ( Read more... )

Continued from hereWhen it was all over we clung to each other, our ragged breaths finally slowing. Lindsey was grinning like a cheshire cat, and I buried my face in his shoulder rather than try to return a smile that might look forced. I don't know why the hell I was having trouble with this. t's not like I hadn't done this sort of thing before. ( Read more... )

( Busy, busy )

After leaving Buffy's grave, I sighed, putting my hands in my pockets. She really was dead... and she wasn't coming back. I wasn't sure if I was relieved about that, or disappointed ( Read more... )

The trip from Los Angeles to Sunnydale was uneventful, except that Cordelia had a complaint about everything that happened. We took the train and she complained that the porter wouldn't carry all seven of her bags into the main compartment because she wanted them close in case she needed to change her outfit. She complained when the towels in the ( Read more... )

I'd made a few phone calls, caught up with a few people. Being vague about where you've been to muso types is definitely on the easy side - they probably can't even remember what they did yesterday. I booked a gig for Veruca and myself at the Bronze in a day or so. They've not been overrun with bookings like they used to be. Tony just said to turn ( Read more... )

Xander dragged me from the cave, Spike was talking non-sense and I was not sure what he was meaning. He was talking like we did something and we did not and.. Than he handed me his Buffy Poem.. making it out like I had written it and was than flirting with FAITH ( Read more... )