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[06 Mar 2003|03:05pm] |
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*Cracks knuckles, shakes head and walks in. Looks around a small smile creeping on her face* Intros.. They're so far fetched. So I figure, why even bother?
I'm pretty sure I dont need an introduction.
*Smirks a bit* Guess whos back?
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[06 Mar 2003|05:40pm] |
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::Taps his fingers against the wall and makes a face:: Bloody boring around here...guess I should be thankful for it, cause pretty soon I'm sure we'll have more then enough to occupy us.
Faith is back I see...always good to have her around, never got on my nerves, she's good in my book..
And Angel....I guess they got him caged or whatever..don't really know, because nobody will let me anywhere near him..::Rubs the back of his neck and shrugs:..Whatever...don't care.
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[06 Mar 2003|10:12pm] |
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Nothing I Can Do / Amy Studt |
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So, I've been staring at the white box for about...15 minutes now. Not really knowing what to say. And then thinking I was crazy for staring at it for so long. Talk about bored, huh?
*she stifled a small yawn and brushed a few loose strands of her blonde hair away from her face* I didn't go to work today. Figured I should have a "day off"...or something like that. And with Robin being the Principal, knowing what it's like over here, thought he'd understand. Which hopefully they didn't really need me or anything. But, I trained the Potentials pretty much the whole day. And heard all their bitching and mumbling about how I went from cool mentor person - to uber bitch - to army drill sargent type. *she grinned for a moment, her eyes twinkling almost* It was fun too..
I also did the research thing. Which, go me for actually reading *glares at Dawn*..I mean something other than those "trashy" romance novels that you can get at the store >.< ...I was really bored. I needed to read something. So I picked up one of the books that Giles had out. It was kind of...*she shifted her eyes for a moment, trying to look like she meant it*...interesting. Ok, actually it made me fall asleep on the couch for a while this afternoon but *smiles sweetly at Giles* Sorry, Giles.
Looks like...Faith is back? *she raised her eyebrows for a moment* First question, how? second, why? *she then shook her head, cracking her neck lightly* But...hey? I guess..or something. *she glanced at the clock, noticing how it had gotten kind of late* Maybe I'll go on patrol soon or something. It's too quiet in the house and nothing good is on tv.
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[06 Mar 2003|10:55pm] |
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Xander Harris, just for your information, I don't kill store clerks...that much. I mean, I can't go back to Forever 21 if I've killed off all their employees, now can I? Ouch, I have a headache. Who new that vamps get headaches? Well, except for Spike whenever he so much as threw a rock at a squirrel. How's that chip doing, BTW? And since when does the greatest evil ever have time for a journal? Shouldn't you be planning the apocalypse or something? *looks around* And um, do you think maybe I could get in on that? *cough* I mean, I'm sure I could fir you into my busy schedule somewhere. I mean, I've got a big weekend planned. Painting my nails. seeing Bringing Down the House at the midnight showing...
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