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[misschase]

Who: Cordelia, Angel, Fred, Gunn
Where: Hyperion Hotel
When: Evening
Status: Incomplete

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[angelic_liam]

Angel himself had been training in the basement when he heard Cordy slowly wandering through the hotel lobby. He was frustrated that he hadn't been able to figure out a way to get Cordy her memories back. He didn't know what to do for her, other than try and keep her safe. Of course, keeping her safe in their world was all of impossible, especially since her visions put her in harm's way more often than not. That was why he hadn't tried to hide from her their world, though. It would have intruded sooner or later, anyway

[curiousburkle]

Fred was feeling pretty low after returning from the most unsuccessful mission ever: trying to convince Wesley to help Cordelia. Maybe she was being completely stupid and naive, but she actually thought he would come back with her. But, no, he had chosen that horrible, evil lawyer chick over his best friend. She knew he had his reasons, but that didn't make her any less upset about it.

She opened the door to the lobby, keeping her head low. No one knew where she had gone. Crap, maybe she should have come back with tacos or some sort of food for everyone? Too late now though.

As her shoes echoed through the lobby, she heard hushed voices coming from the offices. She mustered an expression--not exactly a happy one, but one that didn't look like someone just ran over her puppy--as she slipped back and stood in the doorway. "Hi guys," she greeted, "Cordelia, how are you feeling?"

[green_mojo_guy]

Lorne had hidden himself away in his room for the past hour, placing calls to anyone and everyone he knew who might be able to lend a hand. Amnesia was more commonplace than most people would have liked to believe, and there were certainly a number of spells to deal with that -- but the regular sort that involved smacking your head against pavement. Magic was specific and details were important, and any time he mentioned Cordelia's ascension and return, his contacts tended to shy away from the topic. At last, he thought he might have a decent lead, but he was going to have to wait for the wraith in question to call him back to know for sure

[g_charles]

"Let's just go with social hour and leave it at that," Gunn said as he walked into the front office as well. He wasn't sure what all the gathering was about, but seeing everyone who actually lived in the hotel up and about definitely made him curious. Fred had went out somewhere but she hadn't said where she was going. If he had known that she had went to Wesley's, he would have gotten upset. If he had known what all Wesley had said to her, much less who he had taken up with lately, he would have been pissed.Gunn himself had simply been upstairs reading a few comic books that he had, trying to not think of the fact that Fred had taken off without so much as saying where she had been going. He tried his best to not be paranoid about stuff like this. He really did, but Fred was one of the few constants that he'd ever had in his life. He didn't want to lose her