xxiv [ location: hyperion hotel ] / [ visual ].

[undoing.livejournal.com]

Angel awoke with a start, sensing something amiss. That something, from his glitched point of view, was the very bed that he found himself in that was very much not his. Nor was this room, even though the place was coated in his own scent. It had to be a trick, for Angel had never stepped foot in this room before in all his many, many years of existence. Cautiously, he slipped out from between the sheets and pulled on the pants and plain, white t-shirt that were lying on the back of a nearby chair. Shoes, he found after a moment and slipped those on as well, making a b-line for the door once they were on his feet.

He opened it just enough to peer out into the hall through the crack before moving out into it. Angel crept silently down the hall with the hushed footsteps of skilled predator (though cornering prey was the last thing on his mind and something he didn't do anymore), on guard and weary of any approaching pers--

Wait. This hotel. This hotel. He knew this hotel.

The realization made him pause, stop and step back until he was flattened against the wall his shoulders bumped into. This hotel. He doesn't want to be here. Why is he here? He can't remember. He doesn't know if he wants to remember, but he wants out. Now.

"I gotta get out of here," he declared and after a quick glace at the windows to confirm the darkness of night, he dashed down the stairs and towards the door with the intention of doing just that.

[ ooc | early season two of btvs glitch is a go! :> he's been ~memory degraded~ to pre-angelus, post-spike. ]

[ qī - Location: Frye Ranch - Visual ]

[gotcouplings.livejournal.com]

Good morning, Taxon! Behold, a slightly sluggish Kaylee, fiddling with her tablet and not realizing it's recording her doing so. She's got a bowl of some form of oatmeal next to her, and every now and again she bites down on a spoonful and wipes anything extra off with her sleeve.

Attractive this morning? You bet.

She scrunches up her nose at the tablet as she finishes the last of her oatmeal, and leaves the watered-down bowl in the sink before picking up the tablet and heading outside. Time for work--

Pause.

"Nǐ kāiwánxiào ba."

The tablet gets dropped, forgotten in the dirt at just the right angle that the cargo bay doors of Serenity can be seen. Kaylee sprints to the ship and runs her hand over one of the panels. It really is there, no illusions or practical jokes.

After a moment of all but fondling the ship, Kaylee's hands grasp either side of one of the panels, and she starts shaking it like you might shake someone by the shoulders. Rather, she would be shaking it, if it wasn't, you know, a giant spaceship.

"Could've used you a week ago, y'know. Where've you been hidin' yourself!?"


[[ OoC: Done with Gidget permission, Serenity is actually River's programmed possession now. Translation: "You're kidding me." ]]