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abetterlieOkay, I'll have to ignore one set of memories for that one because man, one time? Mere and I were always at it. (Except that never happened.) But in the other life, I remember the first time I did it. That actually was the best part on a pretty bad day. Said day started with me going from being incredibly happy to feeling like my insides were torn out in a matter of minutes for entirely personal reasons -
*locked from all*
- because Cordy told me making love to me had been a mistake when she woke up -
*unlocked*
- and went down from there. I didn't want to think about the personal reasons, which left me thinking about the Beast and how it had shown up in the same alley I was born, and how I still didn't know why I existed at all, and maybe it was all for some evil purpose. Which gave me the pretty stupid idea to visit Wolfram and Hart. I met Lilah Morgan who said they'd vivisect me, and then the Beast showed up there as well, the building locked down, and the Beast killed everyone in it. Except me and Lilah - he was having a go at her when I found him, and I tried to distract him, but that didn't last long (long enough for Lilah to make an exit, I guess, since she was gone from the building afterwards). And then, when you'd think things couldn't get any worse, all the lawyers the Beast had killed started to come back as zombies. (Wolfram and Hart: employer of the month, definitely.) Which I had never seen before - one good thing about Quortoth, it was Zombie-free - but I figured out pretty soon I couldn't kill them again. They just kept going. So here I was, in a locked up building full of undead lawyers and a Beast that for some mysterious reason hadn't killed me yet though it had won every fight, which presumably meant it either had something worse in store or considered me a fellow evil. The undead lawyers didn't have any restraint problems, though. They just kept coming.
And that was when he showed up.
Well, okay, he grabbed me by the neck and pinned me against the wall, but that was pretty much Angel's way of saying hello to me back then. Then he hugged me. Which we had never done before. I think that was the first time I saw him and wasn't angry, not even the tiniest part of me. I was just relieved, and I couldn't believe he had come for me, in a good way. But I didn't know how to say that. I was still trying to figure out a way when Lilah's flunky Gavin Something or The Other showed up, looking like a corpse and attacking Angel. Angel said Gavin was a zombie and I asked what that was.
"It's an undead thing," Angel replied, and suddenly, I had an idea.
"Like you," I said.
"No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh," he explained, and for the first time since we had sparred in front of that club together, I felt something - well, I smiled. Because it was pretty funny. We were surrounded by moaning undead creatures and he was lecturing and totally taking my remark seriously - I mean, come on, I can seen the difference between what those things were and a vampire. He was just asking for it.
"Like you," I repeated, and he looked annoyed like hell.
"No!" he exclaimed. "It's different."
I knew we'd be alright then. I wasn't freaked out anymore. We'd find a way out of here, I thought, and wow, why waste time fighting Angel any longer when you could tease him?
I was just glad he was there.
(Of course, when we did find a way out and ended up at the Hyperion again, he kicked Cordy and me out, and I went back to hating him, but that's another story.)
*locked from all*
- because Cordy told me making love to me had been a mistake when she woke up -
*unlocked*
- and went down from there. I didn't want to think about the personal reasons, which left me thinking about the Beast and how it had shown up in the same alley I was born, and how I still didn't know why I existed at all, and maybe it was all for some evil purpose. Which gave me the pretty stupid idea to visit Wolfram and Hart. I met Lilah Morgan who said they'd vivisect me, and then the Beast showed up there as well, the building locked down, and the Beast killed everyone in it. Except me and Lilah - he was having a go at her when I found him, and I tried to distract him, but that didn't last long (long enough for Lilah to make an exit, I guess, since she was gone from the building afterwards). And then, when you'd think things couldn't get any worse, all the lawyers the Beast had killed started to come back as zombies. (Wolfram and Hart: employer of the month, definitely.) Which I had never seen before - one good thing about Quortoth, it was Zombie-free - but I figured out pretty soon I couldn't kill them again. They just kept going. So here I was, in a locked up building full of undead lawyers and a Beast that for some mysterious reason hadn't killed me yet though it had won every fight, which presumably meant it either had something worse in store or considered me a fellow evil. The undead lawyers didn't have any restraint problems, though. They just kept coming.
And that was when he showed up.
Well, okay, he grabbed me by the neck and pinned me against the wall, but that was pretty much Angel's way of saying hello to me back then. Then he hugged me. Which we had never done before. I think that was the first time I saw him and wasn't angry, not even the tiniest part of me. I was just relieved, and I couldn't believe he had come for me, in a good way. But I didn't know how to say that. I was still trying to figure out a way when Lilah's flunky Gavin Something or The Other showed up, looking like a corpse and attacking Angel. Angel said Gavin was a zombie and I asked what that was.
"It's an undead thing," Angel replied, and suddenly, I had an idea.
"Like you," I said.
"No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh," he explained, and for the first time since we had sparred in front of that club together, I felt something - well, I smiled. Because it was pretty funny. We were surrounded by moaning undead creatures and he was lecturing and totally taking my remark seriously - I mean, come on, I can seen the difference between what those things were and a vampire. He was just asking for it.
"Like you," I repeated, and he looked annoyed like hell.
"No!" he exclaimed. "It's different."
I knew we'd be alright then. I wasn't freaked out anymore. We'd find a way out of here, I thought, and wow, why waste time fighting Angel any longer when you could tease him?
I was just glad he was there.
(Of course, when we did find a way out and ended up at the Hyperion again, he kicked Cordy and me out, and I went back to hating him, but that's another story.)
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Date: 2006-02-28 06:58 am (UTC)That explains Emily as a part of Jasmine.If you are the only one who has some of those memories, they're even more important. Like the world as you knew it to be. As long as you remember, it lives with you.
Like Mom and Dad and Mere live with me.When will you be here? And do you need the address or a description?
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Date: 2006-02-28 07:08 am (UTC)And yes, the location would be helpful as I do not think that Wesley was precisely aware that you were even in New York to begin with, and though Lilah may know these things, I have not yet decided whether or not I require her continued assistance.
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Date: 2006-02-28 07:20 am (UTC)About transportation: I usually take the train when I'm in Boston - it's not very far, plus
as a college studentI think we should support the public transport system, but Harry also has a jet and a really good pilot. I suppose he could pick you up.Location: it's *insert fictional address and description*
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Date: 2006-02-28 07:27 am (UTC)Wesley has offered to drive me to your city. I may accept his offer
since I am trying to discern whether or not he is the real Wesley and not a clone of some sortsince it seems a suitable opportunity todemand further explanation of how he came to be no longer deadbecome better acquainted with him now that he is to resume his function as my guide.no subject
Date: 2006-02-28 08:34 am (UTC)Okay, then just tell me when you'll be there. Also, tell Wesley he can park in the garage below the building. Because the parking situation here on the streets sucks. Sorry, that's just mortal trivial stuff, but he'll probably want to know.
Good luck with the getting better aquainted. I think he only said about two sentences to me through the entire year I was around in L.A., but I figure that was because of how I was the reason his life sucked and he was the reason mine did.