White Queen
Long Live the Queen!
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- Feb 20, 2002
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Cordelia sat behind a desk filled with old books, she should be classifying them, but how could she if she did not knew what half of them were for and the language on the other half was some kind of long lost tounge that only Angel or Wesley understood.
Business is not good this days, and not because of the lack of costumers ( or should they be refered as victims? ), she had been recieving a lot of visions of people in trouble. The problem was Angel is more concerned with all that Darla conflict than in helping people out. Right now Wesley and Gunn are out trying to stop some demon from... well from doing things demons normally do... and she was stuck here, with the paperwork... or bookwork... or whatever the hell it can be called... Iis not fair, everyone gets the exciting parts of the job, the dangers... ( was she actually thinking that? )
Well she had gotten used to this life... filled with demons, vampires, ghosts, and things that could shock nost people... but not her, not anymore, she had changed a lot and now she wouldnt be able to leave this life... she liked it... well most of it...
Cordleia stares at the piles of books and sighs... there are parts of it that I could definetly do without...
Business is not good this days, and not because of the lack of costumers ( or should they be refered as victims? ), she had been recieving a lot of visions of people in trouble. The problem was Angel is more concerned with all that Darla conflict than in helping people out. Right now Wesley and Gunn are out trying to stop some demon from... well from doing things demons normally do... and she was stuck here, with the paperwork... or bookwork... or whatever the hell it can be called... Iis not fair, everyone gets the exciting parts of the job, the dangers... ( was she actually thinking that? )
Well she had gotten used to this life... filled with demons, vampires, ghosts, and things that could shock nost people... but not her, not anymore, she had changed a lot and now she wouldnt be able to leave this life... she liked it... well most of it...
Cordleia stares at the piles of books and sighs... there are parts of it that I could definetly do without...