Post by Angel on Aug 9, 2006 10:14:53 GMT -5
Since leaning Cordelia's apartment, he had been following her rapidly deminishing scent into the sewers below. It was confusing him, it was definately Cordelia but there was something different about it. Maybe some kind of spell had been cast upon her or somekind of demonic parasite had taken over.
Whatever the explanation, he was going to get her back and clear her name for a jurder she obviously wasn't guilty for. Holding a sword h'd gotten from his car he walked through the narrow tunnels, Cordelia's scent barely registering in his nostrils. He could also smell blood. Was Wolfram & Hart using her to get to him once again?
Turning a corner he found where the scent had been leading him. It was a small room interlaced with all kinds of different pipes. Lookign round he could see someone had been hiding here. Putting his weapon to one side, he crouched down and ran his fingers across the floor. He looked down, picking up a single dark hair.
"Cordelia" he said to himself. Tossing the hair aside he stood up, picking up his sword. Why would she be staying dsown here? why had she been hiding? was it from something? These question just added to the confusion as to what was haooening to one of closest friends. swinging the sword onto his shoulder he walked out. Heading back up to the streets and back to the hotel.
Whatever the explanation, he was going to get her back and clear her name for a jurder she obviously wasn't guilty for. Holding a sword h'd gotten from his car he walked through the narrow tunnels, Cordelia's scent barely registering in his nostrils. He could also smell blood. Was Wolfram & Hart using her to get to him once again?
Turning a corner he found where the scent had been leading him. It was a small room interlaced with all kinds of different pipes. Lookign round he could see someone had been hiding here. Putting his weapon to one side, he crouched down and ran his fingers across the floor. He looked down, picking up a single dark hair.
"Cordelia" he said to himself. Tossing the hair aside he stood up, picking up his sword. Why would she be staying dsown here? why had she been hiding? was it from something? These question just added to the confusion as to what was haooening to one of closest friends. swinging the sword onto his shoulder he walked out. Heading back up to the streets and back to the hotel.
