When You Gotta Go
I got up from the orange plastic torture device that masqueraded as a chair and headed for the stain glass doors that were the exit. The library looked more like a cathedral than a library with its lofty vaulted ceilings, marble columns, stained glass windows running down the walls, and Italian tiling creating mosaics on the floor. It must have taken a fortune to build. ^But, they saved all that money on the chairs.^ I twisted my neck to crack my back. The loud snap of my vertebrate slipping back into place made my smile more of a wince. The whole place was a waste of money. It was even more elaborate and foreboding than the high school library, which I'd always thought was a little too fancy for a bunch of school kids who couldn't even find it without looking at a map. And ironically this overblown fantastic show piece of government spending got even less use. Despite being one of the first places in town to have computers, ones that were regularly updated even, nobody wanted to go in it. ^Can you blame them? It feels like..^ I stopped at the door and looked back into the deserted building. ^It feels like a tomb waiting to be filled.^
I shivered and stepped out into fresh air of day. For a moment I just stood out on the steps and soaked up the sunlight. I miss it sometimes. Working with Buffy I hardly see daylight anymore. First I'm trapped inside school with its artificial florescent lighting, then I go home and sleep. I catch a few hours then I'm up and patrolling into the long hours of the night with only the moon to light my path. Just standing under the sun felt so good. It warmed my bones. At least the sun wasn't completely lost to me. I don't know how the vampires can stand it. Maybe someday I should ask Deadboy. I grinned imagining his face if I actually tried having a civil conversation with him. ^Hmm, I should. Might put him back in his grave..^ I opened my eyes and the world was tinted blue.
I hopped down the stairs leading into the library stopped at the bottom and looked at my watch. It was almost seven. ^Wait for my execution or get it over with?^ I mulled over it as I walked only to look up and find I was standing if front of Willow's house. ^I guess the governor's not going to call.^
I got up from the orange plastic torture device that masqueraded as a chair and headed for the stain glass doors that were the exit. The library looked more like a cathedral than a library with its lofty vaulted ceilings, marble columns, stained glass windows running down the walls, and Italian tiling creating mosaics on the floor. It must have taken a fortune to build. ^But, they saved all that money on the chairs.^ I twisted my neck to crack my back. The loud snap of my vertebrate slipping back into place made my smile more of a wince. The whole place was a waste of money. It was even more elaborate and foreboding than the high school library, which I'd always thought was a little too fancy for a bunch of school kids who couldn't even find it without looking at a map. And ironically this overblown fantastic show piece of government spending got even less use. Despite being one of the first places in town to have computers, ones that were regularly updated even, nobody wanted to go in it. ^Can you blame them? It feels like..^ I stopped at the door and looked back into the deserted building. ^It feels like a tomb waiting to be filled.^
I shivered and stepped out into fresh air of day. For a moment I just stood out on the steps and soaked up the sunlight. I miss it sometimes. Working with Buffy I hardly see daylight anymore. First I'm trapped inside school with its artificial florescent lighting, then I go home and sleep. I catch a few hours then I'm up and patrolling into the long hours of the night with only the moon to light my path. Just standing under the sun felt so good. It warmed my bones. At least the sun wasn't completely lost to me. I don't know how the vampires can stand it. Maybe someday I should ask Deadboy. I grinned imagining his face if I actually tried having a civil conversation with him. ^Hmm, I should. Might put him back in his grave..^ I opened my eyes and the world was tinted blue.
I hopped down the stairs leading into the library stopped at the bottom and looked at my watch. It was almost seven. ^Wait for my execution or get it over with?^ I mulled over it as I walked only to look up and find I was standing if front of Willow's house. ^I guess the governor's not going to call.^