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 Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:18 pm
"I already explained everything to Faith over there. As much as I knew anyway." Atticus mentioned. "As for who I am...the name is Atticus. I am a demon-hunter. I came to Cleveland about a year ago because of the extreme demon activity here...but that's about it."
Atticus paused for a minute. "Is that good? I'm going to be back in like...twenty minutes. If you don't want me to stay here, I'll just leave and not come back. Which one sounds good to you?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:29 pm
Faith looked at Atticus straight.
"I can tell by your eyes that you haven't told me everything, but I'm coming with you to look around your apartment for clues. Is that ok?"
Faith walked towards them and stood next to Buffy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:48 pm
"We don't have issues with you staying here... and I'll assume that if you told Faith everything, she mentioned stuff about us as well?"
Buffy nodded to the door.
"I don't wanna keep you, go do your thing.. you can come and go, and there's always food in the fridge... assuming you eat."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:48 pm
"Thanks Faith, but I think I can get to my own house and grab some clothes and knick-knacks on my own. I appreciate the concern though, I'm fine." he mentioned. He knew it was a matter of distrust, but he had told them they didn't have to let him stay there, so he was making that clear.
Atticus nodded to Buffy, still not knowing her name. "Thanks...ugh...Blondey." He said as he walked out of the front door. ((Editted))
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:02 pm
Buffy watched him leave, then turned to Faith.
"Talk, spill, habla, tell. What's up there?"
She didn't know why Faith wanted to go with Atticus, but she intended to find out. He seemed decent enough, and Buffy tended to be more generous with her trust when she's fought side by side with someone. After the other night, she had no doubt he disliked demons.. and that was a good.
Gave Buffy a bit of a happy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:10 pm
"I told you already, there's something he's not sharing. I can tell it. It's in his eyes B."
Faith watched as Atticus disappeared, and then sighed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:21 pm
Buffy sighed as well, and walked back into the room, sitting in one of the leather armchairs.
"Well... it's not like people share themselves with strangers, you know. I'd be more leery of him if he told me his whole life story at a glance."
She looked at Xander.
"What the hell, Xand? I know we're all buhjiggity over the craziness of Tara- but- "Talking about Atticus had calmed her frazzled nerves.
"Well... then I'LL go see if she's.. you know... touchable."
Buffy stood up, waiting for a response from her best friend. Nada, zilch, zero.
"Ok... here I go... going now... RIGHT now...."
She edged toward the hallway door.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:34 pm
Atticus left the estate and headed in the direction of his house, minding all of his surroundings to make sure he wasn't being watched or followed. He had been careless at his apartment, and he couldn't let it happen again...not with Them.
He half-jogged to his apartment. He found it still intact-despite the circumstances-and he headed inside. The Clerk had already gone to bed for the night, and Atticus was grateful for that. He didn't want to have to see him anyway.
Atticus headed upstairs and to his own apartment number. The door was kicked down now, and it was even messier than before. I wonder if they were just looking for me...or something else too? he thought to himself as he rushed around, grabbing a duffle bag and beginning to stuff it with shirts, pants, boxers, toothbrush, Ipod (oh yes), gloves, scarfs, and anything else he wore or used on a daily basis, including weapons and amo.
He stuffed it all into one bag, not even zipping it up since it wouldn't all fit well. He grabbed his pillow, remarking how this felt like a damned sleepover, and then he headed back out of his apartment and began to head back to the mansion in a hurry.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:39 pm
Faith stepped outside while Buffy disappeared to go touch Tara. She sat down on the steps of the front porch, and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up, and watched the street from where she sat.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:26 pm
"Greeeeat. Little help for the little guy here." Oz frantically points at the young man who recently fainted. He must have known who Oz was supposed to be and the shock of seeing her, or him as her, caused him to faint.
Oz looks about, releases a big sigh and kneels down to help him up. He lightly pats his face.
"Hey, you okay?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 5:00 pm
Angel sat next to Kennedy,he was examining the mark on her arm again, trying to see if he could remember seeing it somewhere in the text.All of a sudden,he heard a loud thump outside.He rushed out of the room and saw Andrew on the ground,who looked like to him,had fainted.He saw a woman rush to his side. "What happen to him?"Angel asked concered about Andrew,he would ask the woman later who she was. ((angel sounds like a mexican having a bland day- gotta act more like the actual character, and spell check, thanks...there are others who are dying for the role-and i've seen them do it, and know they're good!! come on babes.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 5:41 pm
Buffy got to the top of the stairs and sees Andrew laid out, and Tara touching his face.
Ok, not the first....
"Tara? Is that really you?"
She stops next to Andrew's foot, looking imploringly at Tara's face, searching her eyes, and unable to believe her own sight.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 6:03 pm
Atticus walked back through the gates of the mansion, his bag slung over his shoulder. He closed the gates and looked back, wondering how things went so well. He had expected to be attacked...but nothing had happened.
He shrugged his shoulders and walked up to the house, waving to Faith as he passed her up and walked into the mansion. The commotion had died down inside, so he walked upstairs slowly, passing the blonde, Andrew who was...unconcious?...and then the girl he had passed earlier, and then Angel who he had met.
"I'd help...but yall seem to have everything under control..." he mentioned as he passed them up. "I'm back by the way..." he walked to his room, and went inside, locking the door and throwing his bag on the floor. He began to set his stuff out, setting a picture of Her on his dresser...
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 7:09 pm
Faith nodded to Atticus, noticing his bag, but stayed seated on the porch. After he was inside, she stood up, disappearing into the city. She was confused about Atticus, worried about Kennedy, and suprised that Tara was actually hot. She walked towards the direction that Atticus had disappeared to earlier.
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