023: [ visual ] / [ location: Hyperion Hotel ] Before I come undone

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

No, no, no -

"No!"

Cordelia wakes up with a start, sitting upright on her bed with her hands clutching her blanket like a lifeline. For several moments she looks around her in alarm, wondering where the hell she is and where the others are, wondering if this is another one of those times she unfortunately opened her eyes only to be sliced and diced again and--

Then she rests her head on her hands, and breathes. It's over now. It's over and done with and they're all safe but the images are still burned in her brain, like a vision that's been put on eternal loop.

Slowly - mindful of the pains that plague her - Cordelia gets out of bed. She looks down at herself, sees the numerous bandages that are wrapped around her body, and sighs.

And here she thought she'd be safe in Taxon. Pfft.

She gets up, and walks over to the mirror. Cordelia looks at her reflection, and bites her lip.

God.

"Mummy girl much?" she whispers.

[ ooc: backdated to a day after the horrors. ]

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[ location: cordelia's room ]

[demonologist]

"I expect it's all that horrible sweet tea I drink." He quips softly, wrapping his arms protectively around her for a long moment. He knows Angel is there, watching, but he's certain the vamp wouldn't begrudge the gesture. Cordelia is truly one of Wesley's closest friends and it's as natural as breathing to want to offer her comfort and to wipe her tears away.

"I'll fetch you that coffee and then I'll leave you alone, I promise. As long as you promise me not to push yourself too hard. Let us pamper you a bit. It doesn't happen very often, you know."

[ location: cordelia's room ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't happen very often and I think that's exactly the problem," she replies with a hint of a smile, stepping away from him and wiping her tears with the back of her hand. Careful there, Wes, or she may milk this for all its worth. Not that she's going to, but... you'll never know.

"Okay. Get me that coffee. And probably some cookies. Oh, and the latest issue of Marie Claire won't hurt, too."

[ location: cordelia's room ]

[demonologist]

"Right you are, then."

He offers her a bracing sort of smile and heads off, fully intending to bring her a box of tissues and a hot water bottle to keep her feet warm as well.

[ location: cordelia's room ]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

She watches him fondly as he leaves. Yep, very glad to have Wesley back in Taxon with them.