faithundead (faithundead) wrote in thespin,
faithundead
faithundead
thespin

Angel looked around at the assortment of people in the room. They all were dressed in an odd way. And two of them appeared to be rather close if the state of their garments proved telling.

Buffy enters the kitchen and looks around "why do I have a feeling moms not going to be so happy when she sees all thses people passed out in her house" she turns to Faith "I bet it was you! you and your leather clad-ness!"

Faith started laughing. "Oh yea, Sorry no drugs on my person, but if you wanna think that go for it!" She looked over at the two men in the room and smiled. Okay odds not on the side of the girls but she had to be the hottest one in the room.

Striding boldly in front of Lilah to protect her from whatever danger she might find herself (bad fashion included) Wesley nobly strikes a pose and looks around (making certain to evaluate everyones attire and rate it). "Drugs-!"he stated sweeping his right palm in a arc encompassing the entire room. - "Are forbidden here." he says in his stately commanding voice. After all- he was Head Boy!

Lilah was holding Wes' wallet as the others entered around them. She smiled handing it back to him. "So is that you're boy toy?" Referring to Angel.

Winifred Burkle made no sound as she awoke in an unfamiliar place. After all, unfamiliar places were generally bad. Particularly ones behind unfamiliar couches.She could've been kidnapped by someone, like the government or school mascot. She swore she hadn't been doing anything to cause a 'black out'. She hadn't been drinking, or doing any drugs. She certainly didn't have the munchies. Or at least she hadn't remembered having the munchies. Or drinking.

Angel looked at all of them. They had a strange form of speaking. "Are we in Hell? Are you all sinners of some kind?"


Buffy hears voices coming from the dining room hurrys to see who is in there, she enters and sees a tall but beautiful woman in just a shirtt, a stiff man who she swore was gay and a very tall, dark and handsome man, she walks over to th-the dark and handsome man "hey, you must be my boyfriend" she giggles

Faith took in the tall shirtless man and smiled. "So you're umm what the hall monitor?" Looking at Buffy she shook her head, the dude worried about Hell and the skinny thing. Sounded right to her.

Wesley indeed was shirtless. He stood th ere confidently in his jeans and his broad muscular chest with his wiry musculature and attempted to feel critical about their attire. Leather in fall! The nerve of that woman! he thought as
pryce wesley: he gazed towards Faith. "I presume I might be. The last thing I remember was being the Head Boy and then I awakened her along with-" his head turned to gaze over towards the woman next to him [Lilah]. "However, we must presume some sort of witchery or tragedy has befallen us all. Perhaps we were gathered by the council for some great purpose and instead we were attacked- he spun in place with one finger up towards his face as he thought upon this puzzle- "By a great and powerful-" he turned towards them all and exclaimed with his finger pointing towards the ceiling. "Wizard!"

Lilah had to laugh at the slutty looking one. Everyone seemed to be as clueless as she was. And Wes was what! "What the hell is a head boy? Is that slang for gay in England?"

Fred lifted her head, slightly, trying to determine where the voices were coming from. "Maybe I've gone all crazy like they said I would..." she muttered slightly. Maybe it'd all go away if she went back to sleep.

Quietly, she curled into a ball, going back to bed. If she was lucky, the disembodied voices would think she was still unconscious.

Angel heard someone in the other room and rushed there to see what creature it could, seeing someone asleep he walked back in the dining hall. "There is a girl in the other room, sleeping I believe." He looked over at the pretty blonde and smiled. "Are you Irish?"

Buffy giggled and walked over beside Angel she wrapped her arm around the tall dark mans arm and watched as the funny man spit out his theorys "oh, please, witchs? wizards? you can't be serious"

Faith laughed hard at them all and walked into the kitchen. OPening the fridge she got out a beer and popped up on the counter. These people were insane.


I crossed my arms over my chest in order to hide my bare nipples. "Obviously-" I said walking towards her with my finger extended- obviously not directly at her but off at a angle- "They have put a spell on us in order to cloud our minds and think they do not exist." Wesley turned and pointed at the window and shouted at it. "I know you are here!" and then rushed to open the blinds and look quickly out the to find a wizard standing outside the window. Seeing nothing he turned his head back towards the gathering of people and stated- "Well it worked in a serial on the BBC. I couldn't think of anything other that might have been a solution."

Lilah watched Wesley wondering to the window. As he spoke she started giggling so hard that she had to grab onto a chair. "Wes! You crack me up. So you other three. Have names?"

Angel's arms pushed at the brazen tart that dared to touch his innocnet flesh. Faither had warned him of women of that type. "I am Angel."

Buffy swooned "Angel, thats such a beautiful name" despite Angels effort she manages to move closer to her new warrior "my names Buffy"

Wesley turned and saw the brazen sight of the woman throwing herself at the man as if infatuated by his maddingly mysterious presence. "Or perhaps one of us is- one of them." he said turning and inspecting the rest of the room. She was very beautiful and at that moment he began to doubt the nameless women's advice that he might be gay.

Lilah looked over to the tall idiot with really bad hair and laughed. "Okay Bucko, what era are you in? I bet you're Amish or something out there like that." She looked over at Wes and smiled, "And you named me what Dominique right?

Angel moved back horrified. "I will have to do 500 Hail Mary's for your unpure actions Miss! Is there a pint of whiskey about? I feel the urge to drown myself in sorrow."

"I second the motion and will lead the way for a small nip of brew. It appears we are all of age, and this being England we can certainly relax and knock back a pint or two despite there probably not being a keg in this home."

Buffy looked at Angel and smiled "your so cute when you pretend to be all pure, but I bet your a real animal" she turns to Wes "I wonder if we are the only ones with this sudden amnesia"
Lilah looked around, "Now how do we know it's England. I mean other than you Wesley we speak Amereican." Looking at Buffy, "I do believe that it has to be something out of the X-Files cause this is way beyond biazze. And I think tall, dark and insane is telling we're all in the dark ages. So first up, everyone but me has ID of some kind. We need to figure out how we got here and then take it from there."

Angel looked at the woman who seemed to be on to something, "I am frm Ireland and this is the year of our Lord 1679. Is that not correct?"

Buffy looked at Lilah "I totally agree, but how? I mean we have no memory, and it looks like anyone who would know something is here"

"Perhaps the answer might be found by studiously researching our current location and attempting to acquire the accurate current time and date."

"Television? Have to have a TV here right? We could get out year at least." Lilah shrugged looking at Wesley. "Do you know how to talk without the shallowing of a dictionary?"

Buffy walks over to the television and clicks it on, she turns it to the news "this will tell us the date and location"

Angel looked at them all, it was clear they were insane but how did one explain the things that this room had in it. And .............he walked closer to the talking box. It was witchcraft. Staring at them all he fell to the floor in a dead faint.

Wesley cautiously prods him with his toe. "I think he may be unconscious." he states looking around at them with a hint of ironic pride in his diagnosis ability.

Buffy cocked an eyebrow at Wesley 'ya think?" she walks over to Angel kneels beside him and puts his head in her lap "its gonna be okay"

Lilah laughed, "Gee Sherlock you think?" Watching the news while the others tended to the idiot she smiled, "We're not in England!"

"We appear to have landed somewhere in the vicinity of strange and very strange." Wesley said as he watched the news story of the beer truck overturning and causing a small pond of ducks to become inebriated.

Angel started coming around and looked into the beautiful hazel eyes of the woman comforting him. If this was Hell then he was a sinner and it would be puritan to do as the others did.

Wesley cautiously prods him with his toe. "I think he may be unconscious." he states looking around at them with a hint of ironic pride in his diagnosis ability.

Buffy cocked an eyebrow at Wesley 'ya think?" she walks over to Angel kneels beside him and puts his head in her lap "its gonna be okay"

Lilah laughed, "Gee Sherlock you think?" Watching the news while the others tended to the idiot she smiled, "We're not in England!"

"We appear to have landed somewhere in the vicinity of strange and very strange." Wesley said as he watched the news story of the beer truck overturning and causing a small pond of ducks to become inebriated.

Angel started coming around and looked into the beautiful hazel eyes of the woman comforting him. If this was Hell then he was a sinner and it would be puritan to do as the others did.

Buffy smiles down at Angel and stroaks his hair, for not being able to remember this man something felt so right "you okay?"

Lilah laughed watching the story. "I am exhausted. Any beds that you think we could sleep in. Somehow I don't think that's your loverboy Wes, so if you wanna share one with me........I wouldn't bite. Much."

Angel gazed into her eyes and pulled her into his embrace, "I am feeling much better now that I have such a lovely nurse."

It might just come down to that if the number of beds in this location were insufficient for all of them. Wesley put his hands on his waist and looked over at the unnamed woman. "As I am most probably so not Gay, I have no objection."

It might just come down to that if the number of beds in this location were insufficient for all of them. Wesley put his hands on his waist and looked over at the unnamed woman. "As I am most probably so not Gay, I have no objection."

Buffy helps Angel to his feet "I..uh..I think Angel should sleep in my room tonight, hes not feeling all that well and I need to make sure hes okay" she smiles at Angel

Angel smiled up at her, "If this be the custom of course I shall, on the floor."

Lilah smiled over at Wes, "You want to test that theory out?"

Buffy put her hand in Angels "its this way" she leads him towards the staircase

"Beautiful unnamed woman, I am unexperienced in the arts of carnal love. Perhaps we could instead talk about clothing or research more in books?"

Angel took her hand and allowed her to lead. this was certainly a strange land.

Lilah shook her head, "Oh yeah. You are so gay."

Buffy hears Wes and smiles she whispers to Angel "hes so gay" and she takes him up the stairs
  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic
  • 0 comments