wesleynotponcy: (weapon: crossbow)
When last we left... this particular faction of our heroes, they'd just been attacked by a group of people who'd outnumbered Wes, Alex and Susan and had the element of surprise on their side. Fortunately, however, it seemed that the attackers had slightly underestimated their prey, as the aftermath of the battle left Wesley, Alex and Susan triumphant while the majority of their attackers were left moaning on the ground.

Rather impressive for a group of teenagers, really.

Or, you know. Anyone. )

But oh look, who was that coming in from the distance? )

[[nfb/nfi/ooc good, angel 2x22 "there's no place like plrtz glrb," [livejournal.com profile] brat_inslayage/[livejournal.com profile] life_inshadow/[livejournal.com profile] thegodofxbox/[livejournal.com profile] inaskinnyway etc.]]
wesleynotponcy: (ily: hugging fred (protective))
The thing about caves was that, while they were pretty good places to hide from angry mobs, they tended to get a little boring. Conversation was pretty much essential.

Conversation and, you know. An estimated time of fleeage.

On portals. )

On strategy. )

[[la la la the usual: nfb/nfi/ooc yay, preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] life_inshadow and [livejournal.com profile] brat_inslayage, some stuff taken from angel 2x22 "there's no place like plrtz glrb." home stretch, folks!]]
wesleynotponcy: (neu: scopey sneaky)
Unfortunately, that fight? Hadn't gone so well. Hadn't gone well at all, actually; it had resulted in everyone being tossed in what was either a terribly-maintained basement that so happened to have bars on the door, or, more likely, a dungeon.

However! In what was surely a happy surprise for all, it turned out that the dungeon was not, in fact, meant to be a permanent storage center for the human-shaped prisoners. It might have been a less pleasant surprise, though, that their fate was left in the hands of someone who was purported to have a great deal of influence. Someone savage, someone powerful, someone with a great deal of influence over the way things were done in Pylea. This was the venerable monarch of Pylea, General of the Ravenous Legion, Eater of Their Enemies' Flesh, Prelate of the Sacrificial Blood Rites, and Sovereign Proconsul of Death, and she was prepared to pass sentence on upon them.

Or so the guard said as he announced her, anyway.

Then the doors to the throne room opened and Wesley's jaw dropped as he got a look at the highly bedazzled, bikini-wearing figure on the throne.


There was a pause.

Then Cordelia dismissed the guards. And then she explained.

Spoilers: She didn't really eat any enemies' flesh. )

[[again i say: nfb/nfi, ooc amazing as usual, adapted from angel 2x20 "over the rainbow" and 2x21 "through the looking glass," and preplayed with my favoritest people in the whole world: [livejournal.com profile] abitlowkey, [livejournal.com profile] inaskinnyway, [livejournal.com profile] brat_inslayage, [livejournal.com profile] thegodofxbox and [livejournal.com profile] life_inshadow. continued from here.]]
wesleynotponcy: (neu: checking someone out)
There were many things that could be said for Angel's car -- it was a classic, it was a convertible, it drove smoothly enough. But one thing that could never be said for it was that it was able to accomodate seven people with any degree of comfort.

Fortunately, as Wesley (who was squeezed in the front seat between Angel and Lorne) recited from the spellbook and Angel drove forward into the resulting ring of light that it created, the process of transporting themselves from the parking lot of the Paramount Studios film lot to a forest clearing in the middle of Pylea was quick enough.

So quick, in fact, that no one noticed the spellbook flying out of the open top of the car and landing on the pavement.


The Paramount Studios film lot was a portal hot spot. Made a weird kind of sense, right? )

So they set off toward town... )

[[nfb/nfi, ooc is love. preplayed with the delightful [livejournal.com profile] brat_inslayage, the majestic [livejournal.com profile] life_inshadow, the splendid [livejournal.com profile] inaskinnyway, the spectacular [livejournal.com profile] abitlowkey, and the fantastic [livejournal.com profile] thegodofxbox. plot and occasional lines taken from angel 2x20 "over the rainbow." follows this.]]
wesleynotponcy: (neg: slumped messy room)
So it was possible that Wesley's room was a tad bit untidy today and this was apparently a theme today, but this time it wasn't Alex's fault. Or at least, not entirely. Today's mess had something to do with the fact that Wesley was sitting on the floor, with papers strewn everywhere as he researched... a hotel.

Yes, he felt a bit silly about it himself, but it was what Angel had asked him to work on. So.

"A two hundred and forty-year old vampire with a soul with an interest in real estate," he murmured to himself, poring over an ownership deed that Cordelia had faxed over after being unable to make heads or tails of it. "Honestly."

[[open! good god, i haven't roomposted this one in forever, oops.]]


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