Connor Reilly (angel_jr) wrote in dutch_comm, @ 2012-12-21 19:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | lucienthorn:childoflight |
Who: Connor and Lucien
When: December 21, around midnight
Where: Mystic Grill
What: Arrival.. and hot sex
Rating: High
Status: Closed
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Connor was definitely very confused at the moment. He remembered helping his father fight Hamilton, the night the law firm had lost their top agents. And the day had started out so nice. Taking classes, studying, checking out girls in the library, as well as them flirting with him. ANd from a couple guys too.. not that he minded. He had been curious on occasion but had not had chances to explore that. And now? Fighting in the middle of yet another apocalypse! He wondered if this was like living in Sunnydale. He had heard references of that town, with apocalypses in the plural sense after all. He was told to go home but went another way when he left Angel. He had gone back to the old hotel and grabbed a few weapons.
But as he was slaying demons and vampires, he suddenly found himself in what appeared to be another city entirely. Well.. sort of. More like a town, really. And it seemed later than usual. Oh, there was an occasional driver on the road, but mostly vacant now. Lights were out in the stores. Was it another apocalypse? Maybe.. not. There was life of course, for a Friday night. So he looked to the nearest building. Mystic Grill. Oh, a diner and bar? Maybe? It was something, at least.
So he strapped the sword back to his backside, stowing away knives in boots, and loaded the stake gun on his wrist. Prepared for anything. He didn't know if this was just another small town in AMerica or one of the many Hell dimensions that made up to look like one. He had jumped and climbed up to the roof. Ohh, nicer view now. He located a window on it. Small skylight window. Ripping the latch away, he opened it and slid inside, holding onto a bar.. and dropped down. Landing nearly effortlessly on his feet, a thud on the floor. Seemed past closing hours. A light on here or there. But mostly dim. Time to get some supplies. He walked around carefully, holding a stake in hand as he checked out his surroundings...