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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 12:29 pm
Oz sighs a strong sigh.
"I don't want to be anyting. I just want to be me. I woke up looking like Tara, which freaked everyone out, including me, and ESPECIALLY WILLOW."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 12:40 pm
"Well, at first I thought that Atticus guy had something to do with it, him being all shiny and new. But then Faith here, my silent partner, mentioned a uh... GWAR demon... I don't think it's the band, though. And -"she broke off, thinking for a moment. "I just don't see what Oz and Tara have to do with... It makes no sense. And it really seems more Will's thing. I need to find Xander, see if he'll go find her."She walked over to the refridgerator, pulling out a Tab, then gestured at Andrew and Oz, with a want some? gesture. ((lol @ sofa in kitchen))
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 2:46 pm
Torca Andrew turned around at the new voice. It seemed familiar. But he didn't recognize the face. "Is this another new Slayer?" he asked Buffy. More and more power seemed to be coming to the manor. If Kennedy alone wasn't enough, there were plenty of other nearby people to possess. Probably Buffy. She had left her out, but... she was alot more powerful than anyone else in the house, whether or not she knew it. She should probably stay away from Kennedy, letting the lesser-powered like him, Dawn, and Xander take care of her. "Anyways, I think that I should go handle Kennedy. If it's looking for power, we shouldn't keep Slayers around it. Where is she?" Faith stepped in front of the door,before anyone else could exit, especially Andrew. He was a great watcher and all, but she felt a connection with Kennedy. "Look, I'll watch after Kennedy. I've been doing so since she passed out, well besides coming down here to talk to Buffy about what's happening. Besides, you aren't a slayer, and you aren't connected to her. I am. So, If you will all excuse me, I'll be in Kennedy's room, with a pile of research books, watching over her. If anything changes, I'll let you know. And here, Andrew."She handed him a piece of paper. "It's Wesley's number. Call him and let him know what's going on and see if he can come pay us a visit."With that, she rolled her eyes, gave Buffy, an 'I'm gone' look, and headed out the door, and back up to Kennedy's room, after grabbing a stack of books for research.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 3:37 pm
Buffy raised both eyebrows and closed the fridge, chuckling.
"Well.... I guess that's that."
She walked out of the kitchen, patting Andrew's shoulder on her way out to search for Xander, and sipping her Tab while she went.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:22 pm
Xander tapped his fingers on the counter, staring at his watch. He barely jumped when the food was placed on the counter, everything packed in three large paper bags. Rolling his eyes at their late arrival, gathering them all together in his arms, he laid the money out on the counter, not caring to pick up the change. He knew everyone would be pretty starved for these subs, and him bringing them back, they'd all praise him.
Or at least steal their food and run off. He was the go-getter guy, and he didn't have any special power like the rest of them. So this was the best he could do for all them, especially at such a hard time. They could snack out while researching and such.
Almost smiling to himself, Xander pushed open the doors, not realizing the person barging through in a hurry, causing him to drop the bags and food all over the wet ground. Everything- scattered all around. Sighing in aggravation, cursing to himself a few times, he marched back in, taking some change out, and dialing the number to the mansion. He had to explain to whoever answered the phone what happened. Hearing the ringing stop, before the person could answer, he began explaining in a hurry, his voice all huffy.
"Okay, so the food I ordered for the umpteen or more people there, ended up falling all over the ground outside because some dip rammed me. Under unfortunate circumstances, I'm gonna have to order some more." Adding to it with a mumble, "And wait another few hours." Averting his one working eye to the person at the counter, he sighed once more. "Tell everyone I'm sorry."
((sidebar from unnamed mod-please remember to keep your signatures out of the posts in the rp area.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:36 pm
Angel was standing by his window, with a book on the edge of it, flipping through pages of an ancient book. He was looking for the tatoo he had seen on Kennedy's hand. He could've sworn he had seen it before...
Angel sighed, annoyed as he flipped to the last page, finding nothing. He slammed the book shut and tossed it to the ground. He rubbed his face in frustration and then leaned his hands against the sides of the window, looking out.
His mind was racing. First, he had the Atticus problem that Lorne had just told him about a while ago. That had been on his mind throughout the day. But then there was the Kennedy thing that was on and off...and then the Oz-Tara thing he couldn't understand. He felt hopeless.
Back when he was a vampire with a soul...he had done so much, he could help everyone, feel important. Now he was back to being human...and he was useless. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:57 pm
Oz makes a simple ham and cheese sandwich and begins to get ready to head to his room. He exits the kitchen and heads toward the stairs. He glances at Buffy before heading upstairs.
"Is there a computer I might be able to use to research demon hunters or something?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:03 pm
Atticus sat on the end of his bed, his elbows resting on his knees as he stared off at nothing. He really didn't know what to do at the moment. Should he attempt to leave the mansion and go hunting like he usually did? Someone would probably follow me...I wouldn't put it passed that Faith girl... Atticus rolled his eyes.
He hated those kind of chicks who were just pushy and bitchy for their own good. He didn't mind them slaying or whatever they did, he didn't mind them being 'bad-a**' to put it mildly, what he minded was their attitude.
SHE never had that kind of attitude... he thought to himself. She was perfect...
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:25 pm
Angel pushed himself away from the window and walked to his closet. He was tired of brooding, he needed to get his mind off of things. Perhaps a walk, some coffee or just sitting in a park or something would do him some good...maybe cheer him up. Angel scoffed. Like anything could cheer him up.
Angel slipped on his long black trenchcoat and headed out of his door. Without making eye-contact with anyone in the mansion, he rushed out of there without so much as a goodbye.
He headed through the gates and began walking towards the city. He was looking for something...but he wasn't sure what. It might've been purpose, it might've been need...need for him. Could he do anything as a human? He was mortal now...he would die at a normal age and become nothing...probably even go to Hell for all of the things he had done in two hundred years...
Angel shook the thoughts from his mind. He shouldn't have been thinking those things. He was human now...that was a good thing. That's what he had always wanted...to become human again...wasn't it?
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:31 pm
Dawn sighed, she was feeling bored and restless and wanted someone to talk to. She decided to see if Willow was in the mansion at all to see if she could be trained in magic. After finding out that Willow wasn't home she walked up the hallway and stood on the landing not really sure where she was now heading.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:35 pm
Amy was taking a morning walk. Unfortunately, she had slept too long after exerting herself with that spell, and it was more of a mid-afternoon walk now. As she walked she smelled something funny. Like something that should be dead, but wasn't. And a bit like Willow. Her sense of smell sometimes scared her, but it could be useful. She tried to get a good look at his face. Dark, brooding, giant forehead ridge... she was pretty sure which one of the Witch's friends it was.
"Angel!" she called out, crossing the street to intersect with him. "I'm Amy, I'm Willow's friend. I read some Watcher's journals about you when I was a part of the gang, I'd recognize you anywhere." her sense of lying also sometimes scared her as the words flowed off her lips. "I'd heard the Scoobies were around here. You're in Cleveland. And... not on fire?" She looked up at the sun, then realized that that was a bad idea, the kind of idea that she'd learned was bad in kindergarden. Still, he it was definitely sunny, and he was definitely out in the open. She quirked an eyebrow at him.((sidebar: by this time it's a little after early evening. Just keep track of the time next time))
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:42 pm
Angel stopped when he heard his name from nowhere. He spun around and saw...some girl running at him? She looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. She seemed to know a lot about him, so he decided to try and play it off. Maybe it was someone he had saved back in L.A.?
"Ugh...hi!" he said, having confidence in his words even though he stuttered a little. "You're right, I'm not. All of that has changed now...obviously..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:01 pm
She cocked her head at him. "From vamp to a soul to vamp with... I don't even know. How did you do it?" She'd never heard of a way to get a vampire human again, other than the typical zombie spells, and those never worked well. Turning humans into vampires was easy, since that conversion happened all the time anyways. He suddenly turned from entryway to Willow to possible study in magic. Academic to the very end, she thought a little sarcasticaly to herself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:19 pm
"It just sort-of...happened..." Angel mentioned, scratching the back of his head as he looked around. "Um...how do you know Willow?"
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