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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 1:41:16 GMT -5
Cordeila hated telling fred and wesley that way, but she knew it was the only way. Angel didn't even know, he went off into the sewer to find them. When he gets back Cordelia knows Angel is going to take it hard, or worse take it out on Henry. Cordy no doubt hates wolfram and hart, and only days ago hated Henry. But She would protect him from angel, she would do her very best.
As she sat down at her desk she felt slightly wired, thanks to the pills she took, She refused to let sleep take her over. She wouldn't sleep again if she could help it.
She would spend the night for shannon's sake and of course to inform angel when he got back. it was going to be a long night...
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 9:44:27 GMT -5
many hours later cordy felt sleep trying to take her over, she wouldn't let tha happen, not anytime soon. So she headed to her bag and started searching for her pills. "Damn it where are they!" she was becoming fustrated, all she wanted was not to sleep.
She started to brew some coffee, taking deep breaths she hoped to find her caffine pills...
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 9:52:07 GMT -5
Coffee made she sat back and hoped that this would help her remain awake and alert, drinking about a half a cup, she headed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face, letting the cool water run down hr Bruised face and wondered if the brusing would ever go away.
After that she headed to check on the Captives/victims.
*~ Gone to Awakened fear be back soon ;D j/k~*
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 11:46:20 GMT -5
*~Back told you i would be Muahahaa~*
Cordy quietly made her way down the stairs and into the bathroom before anyone caught her face. Looking all around the bathroom she noticed her make-up was no where in site and realized what she did, she took it home and then forgot about it. and she wasn't about to leave to get make-up and leave Henry and Shannon unatended like she was going now. 'Damn...'
And with that she headed to the kitchin.
*~Yep leaving again... bye bye~*
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Post by Lorne on May 22, 2006 13:04:25 GMT -5
Moving to the phone he called the lobby of the hotel, hoping to get a hold of anyone, after a few rings the machine picked up which made Lorne smiled everytime.
"Hey angelkins its lorne, i had a young girl in here not to long ago. It seemed something bad is coming her way, i gave her your card and i hope she comes to see you, i was thinking of coming down to visit myself, haven't really been since...well you know, Can't wait to visit, well chow my little crime Fighting Bubbies, see you soon..."
and hung up...
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Post by Angel on May 22, 2006 15:06:51 GMT -5
Angel walked into the lobby and fell against the reception desk, he wanted to lash it, just forget everything around him and rip it apart with his hands but he couldn't, it wouldn't slve anything getting into such a state, Buffy would have known what to do but she was gone, not that he needed her help but he always found it comforting she was always there for him, well, almost always.
He looked up and noticed the red light on the answering machine was blinking, he walked over to the phone and pressed the button, he shook his head slightly hearing Lorne's voice and frowned upon hearing he'd sent a young girl to him for help "Great, another so called damsel in distress needs me to clean up her mess" he looked to the office, Wesley and Fred where still talking. he sighed and sat down slowly rubbing his temple "Yep, it's gonna be a long day"
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 15:11:37 GMT -5
she followed him silently into the lobby and smiled as he placed his hands on his temples. She was greatful he was so mad that he didn't see the scratch's on her face, one less thing for him to worry about was what he needed right now.
"Hey There tall dark and Hansome, Cup o blood?" he held out his mug with a smile.
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Post by Angel on May 22, 2006 15:13:54 GMT -5
Angel nodded still rubbing his temples "And some booze if we have any" he said looking at his feet.
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 15:15:06 GMT -5
Cordy raised her eyebrows and walked behind the counter under her desk. "Bourbon or Irish wiskey?"
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Post by Angel on May 22, 2006 15:17:51 GMT -5
Angel sat up properly and frowned "Whiskey please, has more of a kick to it"
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 15:19:17 GMT -5
Cordy smiled and placed a bunch in his blood. "Happy drinking...." she poured some into her coffee, she had the Shakes since she had so much caffine in her system, but she wouldn't sleep. Not until this was all over...
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Post by Angel on May 22, 2006 15:21:25 GMT -5
He sipped his drinka dn sighed with relief "Now that's what I needed" he rested the cup on his knee and looked at Cordelia, he could tell she was shaking "You okay?"
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 15:24:31 GMT -5
"ahh nothing, i'm doing just fine." she smiled her best smile hopeing it would fool him. "feeling better?"
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Post by Angel on May 22, 2006 15:26:10 GMT -5
Angel took another sip and nodded "Yep, very much so, don't feel like killing anyone anymore"
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Post by Queen C on May 22, 2006 15:29:36 GMT -5
she smiled and nodded. "Well that's good to hear." she smiled and realized what she just did, drinking Liqiour while on these medications were not healthy for her, she knew something bad would happen so she stopped and then sat down.
"Maybe you should as lorne, i'm sure he could help." Cordy smiled knowing That he hated the idea he had to sing.
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