Who: Buffy Summers and Open! To those at the Hyperion What: Buffy's had an overload of news, so she's started out by getting to where everyone else is. When: Early evening Where: Hyperion Hotel Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Anya, Cordelia, all alive. Spike not in Hell. Angel wasn't going to be there, that would make things a bit easier. And Faith in Charge? Buffy didn't mind that, she really didn't. She was glad Faith had found something like this. What she didn't like was being told she was going to have to follow orders from Faith. Yes, Buffy had issues with that, and she didn't quite now how she was going to deal with this. This clearly wasn't her reality, not if the Dracu-Vamps were in LA. But still, she was use to following her own orders, to taking control of her own life. It just so happened she landed in charge. She didn't ask for it. Hell, she didn't even agree to it, it just sort of happened. She was the General, people called her Ma'am, even if that was weird. She was probably on America's Most Wanted. It didn't go to her head, but she didn't order Fatih around in her world, and so she didn't know if she was going to be able to handle having to take orders. She couldn't really, she was done with that.
But she'd worry about that later. On the plus side, Xander! And Anya! Once she remembered the way to the Hyperion, Buffy headed off from the internet cafe she had found after someone had mentioned a web site. Scythe firmly in her hands, where it was going to stay, metaphorically, she started off.
The sad part was, she was almost hoping for a quick distraction. A vampire of some kind to help her focus and clear her head. But as the sun set, the evening remained quiet. Damn. All to soon she was standing outside the Hotel.
She found herself staring at the building for a while. Where was Angel? If Spike wasn't in hell, was he free? Or maybe he wasn't? Looking down at the Scythe in her hand, she sighed. "I think I would have taken the demons and the sub." she had a plan all worked out. It would have worked, but now she was here. Forcing herself forward, she headed toward the old hotels doors.