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 Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:52 pm
"I like you. You're nice and good looking." Angel said as he headed off in the direction of the hotel. "You're also smart, funny, and a talented witch." Angel really didn't want to get anymore into it. He was more concerned with the emergency at hand.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 3:54 pm
"Mhm I see..." She seemed to think a bit about it almost puzzled someone could even think those thoughts about her. Shaking her head she started to get back on track, Wesley was more important then anything right now. She seemed to speak to herself quietly for a moment almost started registering the information and theories she got keeping her eyes closed and putting her hand on her head. "Big gray hound like from behind......Uses some way of probably injecting some sort of poison or liquid causing the sudden schizophrenia....Could be from the Lycanthropy family or one close to it since it has canine features....Or maybe it's just part of the Therianthropy family.....No signs of Hypertrichosis or clinical lycanthropy yet whatever it injects is probably not to turn the victim but to weaken it or drive it mad..." She went on for a few moments then went quiet trying to sort things out in her mind to make it easier to figure this out. It was amazing the things she could come up with and to most she was just a child. She knew all about Lycan's and they fascinated her along with anyone from the Therianthropy family.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 7:13 am
Angel glanced at Samantha but said nothing. He had his own crazy theories about what was going on. "Wesley said it bit him... He had a bandage over his right shoulder. Bites are deep and need bandages, but I couldn't help but notice he had another set of wounds on his left shoulder. They looked more like puncture wounds. They were too far apart to be teeth marks. And they weren't deep enough to bandage. This demon has claws which means the bite might not have necessarily caused the problem."
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 9:55 am
Samantha became startle by the sudden noise but listened to Angel talking. She almost became wide eyed and laughed a bit. Wow was he observant. She shook her head of some thoughts trying to come back to reality. "Meaning the bite was merely a distraction to inject whatever it did to turn him into this." She started thinking of why it might have bit him if it was just going to inject some sort of fluid. She didn't feel dizzy since she couldn't possibly run low on blood. So the blood she lost from the cut was fine, but it still hurt a lot just like everyone else. But since it was the man she was living with that threw it at her that made the pain last.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 5:43 pm
"Or it was a means of subduing him." Angel said calmly. As he turned left at a stop light.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 6:18 pm
"Mhm." She said nodding and trying to think. Your a witch you moron think! She kept her eyes shut thinking over and over again of all the demons she's seen. "Let's see we have Werewolfs, Van-Tals, Anagogic Demon..." She seemed to go through a long list of demons trying to find one with the right profile.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 6:27 pm
"Well I think we can safely rule out werewolf. Even Wes gave me odd looks for that. Glad to see he was still well enough to be starcastic. Kinda made me feel better even though he looks half dead." Angel said as he pulled up to the hotel.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 6:45 pm
"He's a strong person.....But even the knight can't win the war alone...." She commented getting out to go inside. She kept her voice low and her hands in her pockets. 'Vampires are vial creatures, they aren't to be trusted.' Her grandmother warned. 'But Grandmother...They can't all be bad can they? You said there is good in everyone....' She was just a child when she was told that. She never believed it. Even without a soul Spike didn't try to kill her, that showed atleast some hope....even for him. Samantha would work with Wesley and Angel trying to help them reach their goals....but like most, she'd have to sacrifice a lot of this cause.
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 2:36 am
Fred felt herself drifting over the hospital bed. The room was dark save, a dim green bouncing light and an eerie blue light that shown through the small window on the door. She felt a chill sweep across her almost like she was covered in a thin layer of ice. Suddenly the blue light that filled the room disappeared as a shadow crept in.
Fred felt the air rush past her floating form whipping her hair as the shadow glided silently across the room to were Wesley was sleeping so far beneath her yet right beside her at the same time. She called down to him in warning but her voice had no form, her words silent even in her own mind. The only sound that could be heard were the faint beating of two hearts.
The shadow pressed long spindly white hand around Wesley's neck. The bouncing green light faded as one of the heart beats became erratic. Fred tried to move to pull it's hand away, but she was trapped suspended as if in invisible spider's silk. She was only an observer. As the once erratic heart stopped Fred felt her distance from the scene emotionally as well as physically. She observed without care the small puff of light that left Wesley's mouth, the way it moved to the crystalline head of a staff she had not even noticed the shadow carrying. Once there it shown for but a moment the other heart beat returned and the shadow faded away taking with it the icy feeling Fred had forgotten was with her.
And then there where three heartbeats... She felt Wesley stir beside her and yet so very far away. His shadowy face held malice as he got out of his bed. She felt his hand move up her leg as he moved around the bed to her sleeping form, it felt so distant, as if it wasn't happening, like a faded memory of a touch rather then a touch itself.
She felt her body move as if it had life of it's own as Wesley pulled the covers back, leaving it feeling unpleasantly cold. It huddled slightly in an attempt to regain that warmth. A ghost feeling of a warm hand trailed across her heart and up her neck, finally brushing her cheek. Her body arched attempting to fallow that warmth and move closer to him.
The warmth had disappeared and cold words spoken with Wesley's voice whispered into her mind: “There will be more time to play when I get back.”
As a ghost of a kiss brushed against her forehead Fred sat straight up in bed shaking from the nightmare that had haunted her sleep. The sheets fell away from her and she felt cold air against her chest. She quickly closed the robe, that must have fallen open during the night.
Fred looked over at Wesley. Smiling peacefully in his sleep. Still here, still safe. Fred smiled to herself and looked out the window. It was sunny out, just after dawn.
She slipped out of bed and put on her slippers. She need a ladies' room and soon. Hobbling out the door she took one last look at Wesley. "Sleep tight."
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 2:56 am
Wesley turned over in his sleep and caught the morning sun on his face. Slowly he opened his eyes and squinted lightly. He sat up and looked around the room. He didn't remember being in the hospital... Why was he there?
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 2:58 am
An orderly entered carrying a food try. "Oh good morning Mr. Pryce..." he notes his confused face, "If your worried about your wife don't be, she just left to visit the ladies room."
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 3:03 am
"My wife..." He said with even more confusion. He had a wife? When did that happen? He blinked blankly, he really didn't remember. "What's the date today?"
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Fred Burkle-Super Genius Crew
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 3:11 am
"It's October 25th." He replied calmly. Then the orderly placed the try in front of Wesley. Turning to face the door he smiled. "Here she comes now."
Fred enters the room with a newspaper and a cup of coffee in her hands. Upon seeing the orderly she immedately falls into the part she has casted herself in.
"Good morning honey, feeling better?" she smiles at him cheerfully.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 3:24 am
"Seven months..." Wesley whispered looking very confused. "That's a seven month difference..." He said a little louder this time. He looked at Fred and then back the the orderly. His wife was goregous. "I'm feeling okay..." He said though he was not entirely sure he should be saying that. "What happened? Did I hit my head? Was I in a coma... Or is this some devious trick by the watchers council? I would think firing me would be enough of a punishment for compeletely disapointing them." He sighed lightly. "Did they have to resort to violence? Cos I really don't think it's fair." He smiled nervously.
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