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Post by Queen C on Jun 14, 2006 13:19:07 GMT -5
Cordy wondered what seemed like hours in the sewer, The Smell was making her sick, but she knew it was this or the evil law firm. in a way she was glad they were treating her so nicely, but she couldn't work for them. They would use her for evil and cordy couldn't have that. She saw a small little empty room deep in the Sewer line. She opened the door and inside was an old cot and magizines. she knew it was abandoned cause there was nothing left but junk. she would have to make this place her own.
she Grabbed some food and made a hasty retreat to the sewer earlier that night. with the food she has, she could spend two weeks down here, she planned on it too. she used the last of her cash on hand. laying down on the surprisinly damp matress she cried and knew what she had done would only come back to haunt her.
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Post by Queen C on Jun 15, 2006 17:18:18 GMT -5
Cordy sat in her new room reading abook, she would go to Angel ivestigations but that would be kind of weird right now. What would she do, could see just stroll in like nothing has happened, and be who she once was? could she be the Cordellia she knew, loud and cruel? and loving and caring. she could probally do most of those things, but Loud and Cruel. "What am i going to do?" she pouted.
She sniffed herself and relized she was smelly and needed a shower, but she knew if she surfaced she would be caught. she knew she just had to suck it up, or surface and get caught. taking a deep breath she could hear the other demon's suddling around outside her home, one actually almost walked into her house. he appologized, he was blinde and miscounted his way home. Cordelia felt bad and helped him, he let his wife make her some tea.
They had a great conversation and when cordy returned she turned in for the night...
That next day she woke to see other's in her house. she felt uneasy and would have to figure out how to lock the door. she shooed them away and found a bolt lock that she herself was just strong enough to turn.
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Post by Queen C on Jun 15, 2006 17:27:38 GMT -5
Cordy could hardly take this, a week with no sun, no light, and no shower was just the end of her fun. she would do her best to interact as the normal cordy would, she just had to remember Less talk it more. she would smile and say witty things, if she could of course.
She was heading to her home first, Changing and showering was in order...
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