PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

May I come see him?

I'm back. Thanks guys.

I can't stay here anymore though, I'm leaving at nightfall. Please take care of Dawn.

I thought morning sickness was supposed to go away by now.

So, can we go yet? Not that I think we should have to ask permission.

C'mon, Veronica...let's go somewhere together. Anywhere. Hit up the beach, let me take you to a movie...I just wanna be somewhere with you that isn't a hotel room. Y'know, I never really thought I'd say that.

I need your help. I've gotten Buffy to agree to stay, but she's in her room and she won't come out to feed. If she doesn't feed, she loses strength, and that puts everyone - including her - in danger. We have some pig's blood that she can have since Angel doesn't need it anymore, but if she won't feed from that, let me know. I'll bust open a vein if I have to.

... oh, yeah. And you need to send a couple of people to the old warehouse on the south side of town. The one with the picture of the bulldog out front. There's a couple of demons playing a rousing game of kick the hobo.

I'd suggest Scout, if he isn't busy. They look just rowdy enough for his tastes.

Volunteers?

Anyone who wants to go out and help us with something, please head over to the old warehouse on the south side of town - the one with a picture of a bulldog out front. There's a couple of demons playing kick the hobo, and this is the sort of thing we frown upon.

Scout? They look entertaining enough for you, according to Cordelia. Feel up to it?

[ooc: our hobo is an NPC, so feel free to volunteer and log it off with someone. nice way to get interaction, people! :)]

I don't know how to make him feel better.

Today is an amazing day.

ANGEL!!! Get to the lobby, now. Something's wrong with Cordelia!

((ooc: this post takes place immediately following this scene))

Ohmigod I'm back in LA!!! This is totally wonderful! I can't believe that after four heinous yet highly successful years at Harvard Law, that I'm back in sunny LA! I can't wait to ride down PCH with the top down and hello- lunch at the Ivy! Who's up for some retail therapy?

As terrific as that little stint with that old guy's artifacts was, I'm bored again. Naturally I would find something for myself to do, but I don't know where anything is so I'm going to have to do the unthinkable.
Yes, I, Dominique Weasley, the resident bitch of the Weasley family am asking for help. Be my tour guide, whatever you want to call yourself.
I just want to have some fun. Also, if you're older than thirty I'm going to have to say bugger off. I've never been big on old guys.

Think you could just take her from me like that? I'll fucking kill you all.