Tay Barnam

Hey boss woman, can you get Georgia some money from... wherever you get money so that she can get me some really dark sunglasses and some good painkillers?

Or come to think of it, is there any vicodin in the tower?

It's kind of complicated, but if you want to drop by my room I can tell you what Georgia told me. Or I guess you could ask her. Or... did she tell you what was up with her eyes and shit? Yeah. That.

Anyway, I'm stuck in my room until someone gets me some sunglasses, and she knows what to look for from experience so getting her a little cash for that would be good, as I have none on me and can't exactly trot out to get some.

[Locked to Phoebe and Mio]

Yeah, so... new Wanderer showed up, I gave her the rundown, brought her home. Turns out she has some sort of very-contagious virus from her world that basically eventually turns everyone into a zombie. Usually when they die. Or get bit or something, I assume. And I was hanging with her for a good hour at least.

On the upside, I'll apparently never get cancer.

But yeah, I'm starting to kind of feel crappy and I really really doubt that's a good sign from everything she said. She was going to hole up in the room I took her to, and I'm cooped up in my room, until she gets ahold of some doctors or something. Iunno what's going on. But until I feel better and haven't, y'know, turned into a zombie, I'm keeping the door locked.

Bring by some food later? And maybe some beer? yes, I know, I'm underaged, so sue me, I might be undead tomorrow.

Yeah, if there are any weird noises coming from my room, or I don't respond in a coherent manner (give some leeway if you woke me up or something, obviously), then DO NOT COME IN WITHOUT A GUN, and please be prepared to shoot me.

And please please please for the love of all the fucking saints, do NOT tell Xander.

[Locked to Phoebe]

Try not to wander off too far, too, okay?

[Locked to Xander]

Hey, Harris, I know I left a note, but I'm actually feeling like shit - think I caught a super-contagious cold from a newbie. So no study group tonight. Let the office know I'm sick and give them Mio's number if they need to talk to someone. It's [number] if you don't have it.

I'll find you when I'm feeling better. No sense you getting sick too.

[Locked to Georgia]

I feel like utter shit.

I'm fucked, aren't I?

Okay, so. I know I'm the newbie and I really shouldn't be asking for special treatment or anything, but I've got a potential... thing going on.

Basically, Xander Harris thinks I should come to high school with him and get my diploma. Which I personally don't think they'll give me since the last time I was in school was when I was 13. But whatever, he really thought it would be a good idea and I told him I'd check with you guys, since I work for Torchwood and Phoebe is my ward and me being stuck in school would kind of limit what you can do.

Before I fell through the rift, I had a crush on Xander Harris.

It didn't go away when I got here.

Hey I don't suppose you have a problem with my cousin Francine Francis holing up in the Tower, do you? It's just, family's out to get him. It may be a universe over from mine, but he's kind of pathetic and there's few enough of us who aren't drinking the kool-aid, y'know?

If you know of someplace else that's relatively safe, though, I'd be grateful to know about it.

Um...

So I don't know if you'll even get this. For all I know, you're in Vegas, or Moscow, or who the fuck knows where.

I know you had a guardian named Tay Barnam for a couple years. I'm not her, not exactly, but I had a ward named Elashte. In my universe.

Things here seem to be... really really similar. I mean, Xander's the same, Martha's the same, it's just that everything is a year ahead, and I'm dead, and Buffy and Mat apparently left town, and I don't have a ward anymore.

I just thought I'd let you know. And ask if I coul

And I thought maybe I could talk to you next time you're in town, if you're not now. My bond didn't break, it just disappeared, so I'm not traumatized or anything, but I keep thinking I'm forgetting something, and I thought it might help to see you. That's probably stupid, but I thought it was worth a shot.

Anyway, you don't have to answer this or anything, but I just thought I'd let you know that I'm here so it wouldn't freak you out if we ran into each other on the street or something.

I hope you're okay

-Tay Barnam

What a piece of work is man, said Shakespeare. Or, Hamlet, I guess? I don't know, I just found it on a quotes page. That's not the point, the point is that "what a piece of work is man" totally fits for angels as well.

Demons are their own special piece of work. We knew that already.

The angels... they act like they've got some god-given RIGHT to be all high and mighty, and kill demons. And yeah, okay, I know I used to be like that. It's what we're "born to do", right? That's just what archangels, especially, DO. Kill demons.

( Pretty platitudes and uncertain convictions )

multifandom drabble-thon

OC's are allowed, according to the fearless leader (Riley asked) and we've been abusing our privileges by sort of drabble-threading (but we also got permission I hear), so... COME HAVE FUN! :D

Um... I didn't want to be the one to say this, but Mat's sort of a mess and everyone else who could do it...

Nate Wallace died, last night. Mat Wallace's brother.

Look, I hate to ask this right now, when everyone's... there's a lot of shit going on, but if there's anyone out there who knows Mat... I don't know how to help him. As far as I know, Nate was the one who got him through all his shit before.

Please. I don't say that often, so take that as you will, but... I can't do anything for him, and he needs someone to be there for him.

thanks.

[backdated to approximately 6:30 AM]

The sun's rising. If you are going to the JCC or one of the pickup zones, please do so as soon as you see this message.

The sun's up, but we don't know how long it's going to stay that way.

People of the Gauche, if you're awake, wake your neighbors and get to the courtyard if you're seeking refuge or helping with guard duty. You know who you are. We're leaving in half an hour.