WHO: Hyperion Hotel residents (see here and here) + NPC Anne WHAT: meeting up at Anne's Shelter, as Angel instructed WHEN: shortly after escaping the hotel and battling dark!Willow WHERE: Anne's Shelter RATING: PG, to be safe STATUS: incomplete
Angel stumbled in through the back entrance of Anne's Shelter, collapsing onto the ground as he coughed and spit blood onto the already red-stained carpet. A look down at his middle told him that blood was coming through the gaping wound left by Davy Jones' claw. With a groan and a hiss through clenched teeth, the Champion rose back to his feet, bracing himself against the wall as he took a moment to calm himself so that he didn't appear too injured when he walked into the main room where everyone was supposed to be.
He hoped they were there. That they all got out safely.
Putting on what he was sure Cordelia, had she been there, would recognize as his 'I'm not hurt, really I'm not' face (which she would probably see through and yell at him for even trying to fake being okay), Angel pushed off of the wall and walked, sword still in hand, through the door that led to the main room. He was sure that he looked like hell, especially with the wound that he couldn't hide if he tried, but his face did nothing to betray the pain he felt.