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Currently active at luceti

[ cordelia's been mallynapped. she's been back for a while, but gaining her bearings after the things that have happened in luceti is tough. she might be cordelia chase, but she even stumbles around trying to find out what's gone on, what happened to her, and who is still here. ]

So, on a scale of one to ten, how interesting are Luceti-kidnappings meant to be? Strange question, I know, but either I've blacked out for a few weeks or those weird looking creatures I remember came and snagged me.

[ she can't really remember hers, but she's hoping that it's like going to a day spa. okay, so, she knows that's not really right, but cordelia kind of wants to ignore that she's been m.i.a. for a while. ]

And does anyone have a room with a view they wouldn't mind lending out? I clean demon guts real good. Clothes, carpets, floors. You name it.

[ cordelia can be found lingering outside building six, either near the building or out near the trees. going back to her apartment is suddenly not the most comforting place to be, considering that's her last memory of luceti before she felt like she blacked out. and staying there by herself ... she's been thinking on it. probably not the smartest idea. ]

So, the sudden influx of people doesn't happen to be temporary? Is this what we call some random New Feather cycle?

[ she's kind of hoping it's permanent, if only to see a few familiar faces.

cordelia's in the village, going for a walk because being cooped up in an apartment all day is starting to do a number on her. she's got a nice thick coat on and has no destination in mind. but with all these entries and new faces popping up, she's kind of curious. this is her first fourth wall, after all. ]

Dumbass.

[ cordelia had hoped angel had been kidnapped by the malnosso and taken to be de-vampired again - or better, introduced to colours - but with no return in sight for the past few weeks, her hoping of the worst became a big fat reality. as much as she tried to ignore it and hold onto the false hope that her champion was returning to get his brood on, the fact that he hadn't returned to do said brooding after an awful amount of time stifled all those hopes. it wasn't like angel to keep quiet for weeks on end if he could help it.

she searched high and low for the tail end of his leather coat and saw none of it. god, how she wants to kick his ass for doing this to her. it's why she's been neglecting the journal and new year celebrations; she's been looking out for a callout from him so she can go do said kicking of his ass. he's the biggest dumbass she's ever known and she needs him here to tell him so.

she's tried to do this about seven times already, but couldn't quite summon the strength to open the journal and tell those he had made friendships with that he had actually left the building. saying it would only make it more real, and living in denial was cordelia chase's specialty.

she puts on her cool, calm and collected voice: ] The tall, dark and deliciously broody one has gone home.

[ she knew he was unhappy being here, but she didn't think her time with him would be so short. some christmas miracle this was.

saying that had made it more real than thinking it. there's a long pause before she even thinks of rephrasing it. she doesn't sound like the triple c's here: ] Angel has gone home.

Happy 2012. [ she doesn't sound the least bit happy. ]

[ Cordelia groans. ] Ugh! You’ve got to be kidding. I thought this was all over! Are we seriously revisiting this again? The claw marks, the boils, the burns. But wings? Are we going to be attacked by some wild demonic bird now?

And what’s with this place? Last time I checked, my visions only send me to the ground, not some creepy place with a hell of a lot of trees.

[ A sigh. ] Okay, fine. Someone tell me when I hit the key word so I can go home. What’s the Malwhatto, anyway? Big herd of demons heading to L.A.? Do I win a prize now for figuring that out on this stupid thing?

[ There’s a long pause. ]

Okay, buddy. I want to lose the wings now. Clicking my heels. It’s time you send me back home to the team. I’ve got a hell of a lot of helpless to help.