wesleynotponcy: (?: worried)
After implicating Billy Blim as responsible for that woman's murder, the next logical step was for Angel to trek out to the Blim estate and stop him from doing it again. Or, well, actually Wesley and Gunn went along as well, but only Angel had been able to hop the fence.

What he ended up stumbling upon was Billy getting arrested -- by two police officers, a man and a woman -- for supposedly phoning in an unexplained tip for another crime, this one a woman's drowning.

Back at the hotel, the team was piecing that together.

"My contact at the city morgue confirms it," Wesley said, hanging up the phone. "Her body was discovered earlier tonight. A young woman was reported missing three days ago. Someone phoned in a tip."

What's that saying about three times making a pattern? Yeah... )

[[nfi/nfb, 3x06 "billy" again, and another mild mention of violence under the cut.]]
wesleynotponcy: (ily: nostalgic wistful)
In between projects, the Angel Investigations team tried their best to spend time together outside of the office at least once a month. It was difficult because, well, three out of the five of them lived at the office, and their job did tend to be fairly tiring, especially now that Cordelia had started taking private training lessons from Angel in the hotel basement. But it was something that they made an effort to do, which was why it made sense that when Wesley invited Fred out for dinner on Monday night and was overheard by the rest of the office, the matter inevitably ended up with the five of them piling into Angel's car for dinner at Cordelia's.

Upon arriving, Angel and Gunn had promptly settled on the couch to play a video game, Fred squeezed between them and watching earnestly. Meanwhile, Wesley found himself helping Cordelia prepare some tea in the kitchen.

This wasn't what he had had in mind at all, but he was coping. )

The Powers that Be might have had some unconventional ways of doing things, but Cordelia's visions -- with the small exception of that time Wolfram and Hart had had someone hack into them to broadcast torturous images for her on a constant loop -- had always been reliable in the past. So bright and early the next day, Wesley found himself paying bribes to numerous contacts of his, and eventually enough of them came through for him to put together a little portfolio, which he brought back to the hotel.

''What's this?''

''What's this?'' )

[[nfb/nfi, taken and adapted from angel 3x06 "billy." oh god this episode is so gross, you guys. warning for very mild mentions of sexist violence under the cut.]]
wesleynotponcy: (conv: pretty serious)
As it turned out, the news that the excruciatingly painful and physically-manifested visions currently plaguing Cordelia were not, in fact, coming from the Powers That Be, but rather from the malevolent forces at Lilah Morgan's disposal at Wolfram and Hart was... both a relief and an additional problem. It was a comfort to Cordelia, who no longer had to worry that the Powers were punishing her somehow or using the physical manifestations to express the urgency of a problem she was failing to solve. But it was also problematic in that they now appeared to be well and truly trapped in working for their decidedly evil mortal enemies.

Phase one )

After Angel set off to help the evil lawfirm release a dangerous prisoner back onto Earth, it was only a short while before Wesley's phone rang to alert him to the fact that Angel was back, had the prisoner with him, and needed a meeting set up with Lilah. Wesley took care of the arrangements very quickly, which was how he found himself in Angel's car along with Angel, Gunn and a convicted evildoer in the middle of the highway, parked opposite two Wolfram and Hart limousines as they prepared to make a trade.

Oooh, a standoff on a highway. Fun! )

[[once again adapted from angel 3x02 "that vision thing," part three of three. done with another week of spam yay!]]
wesleynotponcy: (?: side-eye)
And so Wesley, Angel and Gunn proceeded to Chinatown to investigate the five herbalist shops Fred had found in the phone book. This wound up taking quite a while, since it was only once they reached the fifth shop that they managed to find and acquire the key (it involved slaying a pair of Cantonese Fook-beasts). Once they finished, they were on their way back to the hotel when they received a somewhat urgent phone call from Fred, letting them know that Cordelia was decidedly not okay and that they were needed at her apartment immediately.

She wasn't wrong. )

Wesley's idea was not only viable, it was rather flawless, if he did say so himself. Sure enough, he called Lorne, and, since in Angel's absence no one had driven a hole through his club or banished him to the hell dimension he regarded as the source of all evil in over three months, he was only too happy to come by and help out Cordelia. Wesley was generous enough to award Fred some of the credit on this, but he thought he himself deserved quite a bit of it as well.

However, Cordelia's aversion to having Lorne in her head presented a slight problem, and they wound up having to wait for Angel to return with the key before they could proceed. In the meantime, Wesley received a somewhat confusing text from Gunn (u happen to know why theres a bunch of unlicensed exterminators in the hotel?), and was just about to follow up on it when Angel arrived.

Well. The text could wait.

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Quality planner. )

[[once again taken and adapted from angel 3x02 "that vision thing"]]
wesleynotponcy: (warrior: serious contemplative close-up)
So, finding and helping Cordelia? Actually hadn't been that difficult. A small, petty part of Wesley wondered whether Angel's help had been needed at all. Sure, Wesley and Gunn had been snatched up by the Skilosh demons almost immediately after they'd begun sneaking into the house, but they might have fought their way out. Angel, though, had rushed in before they actually could, swinging an sledgehammer around and taking out the Skiloshes while Wesley, Gunn and Cordelia managed to untie themselves. Typical Angel. Charging in and playing the hero in the most dramatic fashion possible.

Most of Wesley knew that that wasn't fair, that Angel had helped them, but at the moment he wasn't feeling mature enough to care.

At the moment -- back at their new offices, where he was seated at the desk on the phone while Gunn patched up a scrape on Cordelia's shoulder -- he was just feeling a little bit tired and annoyed.

Which was why it was exceptionally poor timing that that was when Angel walked in. )

[[nfb/nfi, taken from angel 2x16 "epiphany", and i wish i could say that was the end of me spamming you for a bit, but... uh.]]
wesleynotponcy: (neu: checking someone out)
In Wesley's universe, it had now been nearly a month since he'd graduated. In that time, he'd fallen into a sort of routine with Charles and Cordelia, one that continued to surprise him with how comfortable it was.

They worked in an office -- they had an actual office now, believe it or not; it was quite a step up from Cordelia's apartment, with no offense intended to Phantom Dennis, of course -- and took regular trips to the local demon karaoke bar, Caritas. They had amassed a fairly impressive client list for such a new (or recently-reworked, depending upon how you looked at it) business, and were making a decent amount of money. Wesley still couldn't believe that he was in charge of their little operation, being the youngest of the group and neither precognitive nor especially muscular, but there he was. He made good calls reasonably often, he made bad calls slightly less so, but he'd yet to lose the respect of the rest of his team, and all in all he thought he was doing a fairly decent job.

Then there was, of course, the matter of Angel. He and Wesley hadn't spoken since Angel had fired them all. Cordelia had seen him more recently -- the night of Wesley's accident, apparently, Angel had come by the hospital, and Cordelia had shooed him away. That was certainly food for thought, but it wasn't something Wesley felt particularly compelled to dwell upon at this moment.

At this moment? He was removing a demon eye from the back of a little girl's head.

Or he just had, anyway. )

[[NFB, obviously. open for phone calls!]]


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