Haves and Have Nots
(Takes Place after "Room w/a Vu")
I like being by myself. Sure, its part of that whole "Angel equals broody" thing I've got going for me...but also, I like it.
You don't know what you've got until it's gone.
Cordelia... Well she's like no one I've ever encountered before. How can someone be so annoying and likeable and demanding and needy all at the same time? I don't know, but she is. How else to explain the way she swept into my home, and within five minutes made me feel as if I were the interloper here? My God, she actually made me think about how I might have gotten peanut butter in my bed!
By the end of the night believe me, tackling Doyle's demon problem and old lady Pierson was a small price to pay for getting her out of here.
But she was in need and she wasn't afraid to ask for help.... demand it.... whatever. I wish Doyle would do the same. He'll have to face up to whatever it is he's atoning for at some point. Maybe he'll let me help him then.
For now though, the linoleum glue is drying and the bug spray fumes are starting to fade and I'm happy to have my space back again.
My quiet, peaceful space.
I wonder what Cordelia's doing....
A Kinder, Gentler, Demon
(Takes place after "Sense and Sensitivity")
Only Cordelia could be pissed because I told her to dismember a giant tentacle-ly thing, and didn't say "please".
There is something very disturbing about being lectured on the finer points of polite conversation by Queen C.
It's not that I don't care or that I'm trying to be rude... it's just that, for so long, people skills were not really high on my list of priorities. Bite or avoid was more the rule of the day. Sure, there was Sunnydale; I came out of my shell, some. But it was really easy to slip back in.
So, I'm not the people person... demon... Cordelia might wish for in a boss.
Well, as the old saying goes, be careful what you wish for.
When it came down to it, both Cordelia and Doyle were ready for less hugs and more punches. Lucky for them, my propensity for violence runs pretty deep and one round with the talking stick wasn't enough to keep me from taking care of Little Tony.
That didn't surprise me; I know what I'm capable of after all.
Kate's propensity for violence on the other hand... that did surprise me.
Clearly, she has issues.
Doyle keeps asking me if I was "putting them on"... teaching them a lesson.
Haven't given him a definite answer.
Let them wonder.
(Takes Place after "Room w/a Vu")
I like being by myself. Sure, its part of that whole "Angel equals broody" thing I've got going for me...but also, I like it.
You don't know what you've got until it's gone.
Cordelia... Well she's like no one I've ever encountered before. How can someone be so annoying and likeable and demanding and needy all at the same time? I don't know, but she is. How else to explain the way she swept into my home, and within five minutes made me feel as if I were the interloper here? My God, she actually made me think about how I might have gotten peanut butter in my bed!
By the end of the night believe me, tackling Doyle's demon problem and old lady Pierson was a small price to pay for getting her out of here.
But she was in need and she wasn't afraid to ask for help.... demand it.... whatever. I wish Doyle would do the same. He'll have to face up to whatever it is he's atoning for at some point. Maybe he'll let me help him then.
For now though, the linoleum glue is drying and the bug spray fumes are starting to fade and I'm happy to have my space back again.
My quiet, peaceful space.
I wonder what Cordelia's doing....
A Kinder, Gentler, Demon
(Takes place after "Sense and Sensitivity")
Only Cordelia could be pissed because I told her to dismember a giant tentacle-ly thing, and didn't say "please".
There is something very disturbing about being lectured on the finer points of polite conversation by Queen C.
It's not that I don't care or that I'm trying to be rude... it's just that, for so long, people skills were not really high on my list of priorities. Bite or avoid was more the rule of the day. Sure, there was Sunnydale; I came out of my shell, some. But it was really easy to slip back in.
So, I'm not the people person... demon... Cordelia might wish for in a boss.
Well, as the old saying goes, be careful what you wish for.
When it came down to it, both Cordelia and Doyle were ready for less hugs and more punches. Lucky for them, my propensity for violence runs pretty deep and one round with the talking stick wasn't enough to keep me from taking care of Little Tony.
That didn't surprise me; I know what I'm capable of after all.
Kate's propensity for violence on the other hand... that did surprise me.
Clearly, she has issues.
Doyle keeps asking me if I was "putting them on"... teaching them a lesson.
Haven't given him a definite answer.
Let them wonder.