Lorne
"Listen, this is already old. Where is Wesley?" ok not liken that tone of voice, or the expression on Angels face, or Gunn's ax wielding hands, or Fred's incessant nodding. Basically I should just turn around and go back down stairs where things are less scary.
"I didn't put him anywhere. He woke up, I told you, end of story." I'm hoping that keeping my hands in the air will not only prolong my life, but also inform them of the ridiculousness of this situation. Because really, what looks more stupid then I guy with his hands in the air. Be honest, I'm open to suggestions at this point.
"Ok, ok, lets keep a level head here." I think that would be more reassuring if Gunn had lowered the ax as he said it. But nope, still solidly wielding it. Not a good sign.
"He really couldn't have wandered, off could he have?" Fred looks more scared then angry, that could be a step in the right direction.
Ok, arms above the head, not a stance you can hold forever. God this hurts.
"Why would he wander off?" Cordy still has her hands on her head, and why is she looking at me when she asks that?
"How would I know, I wasn't even in the room when he left it!?"
"Spilt up, lets find him." Ah Angel, sad that he is now the voice of reason, or should I say scary?
But at least I can lower my arms, always a good in any victory.
So to deal with the problem at hand, we have one missing, dazed, drugged, and injured Englishman. And we still have no idea why he's missing in the first place. Maybe a trip to the weapons cabinet would not be out of the question at this point.
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Wesley
Funny I didn't even know these elevators still worked. But then I also didn't know how bad of shape the roof was in; I mean really, this is disgraceful. Pigeons don't even live up here.
Ew. On second thought, maybe they do. I wonder how you get that out of flannel.
Focus, do I really want to be on the roof? Answer, no. Ok so why am I on the roof? Answer…um..? Ok so course of action would be then to get off the roof. Back to the elevator I go.
I just love these kinds of buttons. Pull and twist to get to your floor. You just don't see this kind of craftsmanship anymore.
Now which one did I pull?
"Listen, this is already old. Where is Wesley?" ok not liken that tone of voice, or the expression on Angels face, or Gunn's ax wielding hands, or Fred's incessant nodding. Basically I should just turn around and go back down stairs where things are less scary.
"I didn't put him anywhere. He woke up, I told you, end of story." I'm hoping that keeping my hands in the air will not only prolong my life, but also inform them of the ridiculousness of this situation. Because really, what looks more stupid then I guy with his hands in the air. Be honest, I'm open to suggestions at this point.
"Ok, ok, lets keep a level head here." I think that would be more reassuring if Gunn had lowered the ax as he said it. But nope, still solidly wielding it. Not a good sign.
"He really couldn't have wandered, off could he have?" Fred looks more scared then angry, that could be a step in the right direction.
Ok, arms above the head, not a stance you can hold forever. God this hurts.
"Why would he wander off?" Cordy still has her hands on her head, and why is she looking at me when she asks that?
"How would I know, I wasn't even in the room when he left it!?"
"Spilt up, lets find him." Ah Angel, sad that he is now the voice of reason, or should I say scary?
But at least I can lower my arms, always a good in any victory.
So to deal with the problem at hand, we have one missing, dazed, drugged, and injured Englishman. And we still have no idea why he's missing in the first place. Maybe a trip to the weapons cabinet would not be out of the question at this point.
~~~1~~~1~~~1~~~1~~~
Wesley
Funny I didn't even know these elevators still worked. But then I also didn't know how bad of shape the roof was in; I mean really, this is disgraceful. Pigeons don't even live up here.
Ew. On second thought, maybe they do. I wonder how you get that out of flannel.
Focus, do I really want to be on the roof? Answer, no. Ok so why am I on the roof? Answer…um..? Ok so course of action would be then to get off the roof. Back to the elevator I go.
I just love these kinds of buttons. Pull and twist to get to your floor. You just don't see this kind of craftsmanship anymore.
Now which one did I pull?