Victory Party in the Common Room

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Yeah... Of course I come online as soon as Ash makes off with the big boomstick thingie.]

Beverages and Food line the common room. Kick back and enjoy kids.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I'll be mass producing them tomorrow and selling them on Monday. I'll give you a couple of dozen to leave on in your room to torture your roommate with."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Produce what?" Angelus asked, only catching bits and pieces of the conversation.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles...

"Why your impressive battle against the walking undead. Uh. Who aren't vampires."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Angelus looked surprised. Then not at all modest. Or suave. "Well, just doing my job. If people want to thank me by - did you notice my skill? With the sword? You know not many people can man that and one of those... light... gun... thingys at the same time. That takes skill."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"It was very impressive. I'm thinking of having that Chaucer guy write an epic poem about the events tonight."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well," Angelus gave a half-laugh. "I don't know that we want to go that far with - can he mention that I'm tall? Most people don't get the height right. Tall. With good hair. And the clothes. They always forget - actually, no, they never remember the clothes because usually they don't write about it. And hey, what's that about? Vampire, with a soul. Only one in the world. Pretty interesting all on his own plus he takes it upon himself to help the helpless and avert the apocalypse? You'd think people would notice."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"So how do you get the hair going without a mirror? I've always wondered about that."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Practice," Angelus frowned. "Did we... did you and I have to talk about something? I feel like there was something we were supposed to talk about."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Well it's been a rough week. I've been shot. I've got a pet chicken. Yesterday I thought I was Principal Connor. And of course then there was the Zombies. You and I haven't really had a chance to chat."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Connor... shot... week," Angelus frowned, his expression that of one trying really hard to have something make sense. A vision of smoke out of his ears would not have been inappropriate.

But the pieces did not come together so he abandoned it. "New pet, huh? Chickens. Boy they'll... shed. I'm assuming."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Well technically it's a muppet chicken, so I really have to worry about her seams splitting and losing fluff."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well sure, because then there'd be... with the..." Angelus started and stopped a few times, then frowned. "Is there - you know, a hole?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I haven't looked. I respect her privacy."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Probably for the best," Angelus agreed. He frowned again, as though memories were niggling at him. "Were you... in trouble? You know, besides being shot by a chicken."

[chasingangela]

[OOC: Dying with laughter, here. I love Angel(us)]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Sometimes I almost wish somebody would soul him so I could write the big dork version more often. But then again: leather pants.]

[chasingangela]

[OOC: Bwah. The threat/promise to let Angela into the books of witchcraft and give her a nice orb of thesulah stands. Maybe for Halloween?]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Hee! I figure I'll leave it out of my hands. If the good guys get inspired to soul him, have at it! Just let the mods know you're doing it. But otherwise I'll take whatever gets thrown at me.]

[river-dancing.livejournal.com]

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

((OOC: That would be great!!! Angelus is cool, but Angel really is the ultimate dork....lol))

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Hey, if other people want to try souling him I say have at it. I'm open =) ))

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander grinned. "The list of people I've pledged to kiss on the mouth is totally gonna grow tonight, I can tell."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Appreciate the offer big guy, but I've sworn my lips to those of the fairer sex."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Completely metaphorical lips, dude. Lips of metaphor, Xander assured him , quashing any and all jeeringinternal voices.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"All right. I'm on board with the metaphorical lips, but if we hit anything near literal and I'm calling foul on the play and you get a ten yard penalty."