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Gio chuckles as he walks past Gunn to follow the others. Grins at Gunn as he pulls the sliding door shut with a bang. The evidence bags and open books are spread out on the round chair thingy in the Hyperion's lobby. Wes walks over carrying more open books. It doesn't fit any of the data I have available to me.
Looks at the bags Something's missing. We have enough monsters in Los Angeles already! Angel walks over to Cordy and keeps motioning with his head towards Fred, who is now headed out in the garden court, eyes still firmly on the open book she is carrying. Fred sits down on the edge of the fountain in the sun, still reading that old book.
Cordy comes down the steps behind her. Fred stops and peeks around a pillar back at Cordy. Cordy sits down and pats the fountain wall beside her. It's just I feel a little awkward. Takes another deep breath Angel wants you to get out.
Gets up and turns to walk away No, I understand. I only have a few things to pack.
It won't take long. That's not what I meant. Out, into the real world, you know, just for an evening or something. Fred lets out a big breath and smiles: Looks at Cordy, eyes going wide Oh? Turns to hide her face Oh And you know why? Gunn is sitting in his parked truck, staring out the window. He lifts his hand and looks at the arrowhead.
Puts it down and starts the engine. Gunn walks into the dimly lit lobby of the Hyperion. Angel comes out of Wes' office looking through some papers. Wesley thinks these crimes have been random. I'm starting to think otherwise. The seeming randomness of it, the chaos. Sighs There is a larger purpose behind every move. I'm crazy for feeling so lonely. Giggles and pushes the hair back from her face I'm crazy Gunn sees Wes and Cordy at the table and walks in the opposite direction, almost bumping into Lorne.
Leans on the bar beside him, looking down. Lorne looks at him. But, sweetie, you're a billboard. Gunn turns to look towards Wes' table Yeah. He came in tonight with some questions. Looks to me like you got the answers.
Guys with machine guns are coming down the stairs opening fire on the demon clientele. Fred gets splattered by white demon blood and falls off the stool she is sitting on. Gunn grabs Lorne and they take cover behind the bar. Demons are being shot to pieces as bullets spray the air. One of the guys shoots up the bottles lining the wall behind the bar. Gio walks into the center of the room, leaning the sawed off shotgun he is carrying up against his shoulder and looks around with a big grin. Wesley sees Fred stand up on the stage and runs out from behind his table. He jumps on the stage, picks Fred up and makes his way back to Cordy and the table.
You're always in such a hurry. You're liable to miss out on some of the more interesting things in life. I know you're in here. Lorne slowly stands up. Gio cocks his head at a couple of guys and they grab Lorne and hustle him out into the open. They killed Merl and the others.
Gunn and Wes look at each other for a long moment You knew. I was going to. Figure how to deal.
None of this is right! This is not what we're about.
Rondell still aiming his gun at Gunn: I don't know what you're about, but we've been doing what we've always done! The last time I was merely wounded. It took months to heal. Wounded, if I recall, in an attempt to help you. That's got nothing to do with them. This is between us. Let 'em go, man. Rondell turns to aim at Gunn again: Now you're chasing it down, man, for the fun of it. Glances back at Gunn Then we'll see who lost the mission. This is a bad plan. And I tell you why: Lorne hires them monthly to cast the sanctorium spell on Caritas. Tell them to lift the spell, then I'll be able to fight back.
Angel - He stops and looks back at her I told her she was safe with me. Laughs You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than Did I ever tell you you're Feedback starts to wine from the speakers Hey! Gio shakes the mike, then throws it away, steps off the stage, turns and shoots the Karaoke machine, stopping the music.
Lorne stands up and two of the guys cocks their gun and points it at his chest but Gio lifts a hand to stop him from shooting Lorne. Gio hauls back and hits Lorne hard across the face. Lorne turns back to look at Gio, his mouth bloodied, but smiling. Gio backs up a step.
Gunn spins and hits one of the guys, grabs his machine gun and aims it at Gio, while all of the gang including Rondell take aim at him. Gio points at Gunn: Points at ugly demon He's trying to save that lowlife! It's a baby killer is what that is. I've seen plenty of them in Florida. Gio walks away from it, to be replaced by another of the gang aiming his machine gun at it You think I care?
Go ahead and do it.
Gio walks back over towards Gunn: Who does he draw down on? No, me, that's who. What does that tell you? Takes a step closer to Gunn You one of them, Chuck? Have they turned you already, huh? This book is not yet featured on Listopia.
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