Illyria (![]() ![]() @ 2012-01-08 13:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dice, {illyria, {river tam |
Characters: River Tam and Illyria
When: Sometime Sunday
Location: Dining car
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Random encounter during the plot
Illyria's patience with this place was wearing thin. The demon she was assigned to could tell her nothing, Meg could tell her nothing, and Anakin - the one who darkness curled off of like smoke, was just as ineffective as the rest of them. She'd tried punching the walls, but like everything else, they yielded nothing at all.
Instead she found herself, storming through the cars like a bird of prey, blindly angry and with no creature to take it out upon. Spike had been right - finding something to hit was necessary, because as it was, it felt as if the anger and irritation was going to consume her and the shell whole. Not even Crash Bandicoot would have helped her mood now.
Upon entering the dining car, she sensed the other presence immediately. Like any human. Hiding under a table as if it would help them. The species as a whole disgusted her. Now that Wesley and Gunn were dead, there were none worth saving.
She knelt down at the table in question and examined it, eyes blank. As much as she wanted to, it would seem pathetic to kill it now. Wesley would not have wanted her to. "You attempt to conceal yourself when there is no need or reason to. Why?" she demanded.