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L.A. Again
Sep. 21st, 2004 12:02 amSomething stupid happened. I somehow mislaid my cell-phone on the train. Maybe it was stolen from me, but I didn't think anyone got near enough. I look like a kid, anyway. It's usually kids who steal from other kids and - well, it's not in my pocket, whatever happened.
I checked on Angel Investigation's office but it was empty, there didn't seem to be a living thing in the hotel, so I went over to Doyle's apt, nothing. The landlord said he hadn't been around for a day or so. I went over to Cordelia's place. Well, Doyle might have got lucky.
She didn't live there any more. An old guy who needed a shave told me me she moved out right after it got fumigated! Apparently humans use gas to get rid of cockroaches instead of sub-letting to Krindar demons and taking a break elsewhere while they teach their spawn how to hunt. That'll clean out anything under a foot long.
(Humans can be really wasteful - and I wish they'd stop using up the planet that I'm standing on. It's not even as if most of them can get off-dimension.)
Anyway, I'm going back to the Hotel to check whether there's any sign of where they went, at the office. If there isn't I suppose I just go back to Sunnydale, unless I can ring somebody from there.
I checked on Angel Investigation's office but it was empty, there didn't seem to be a living thing in the hotel, so I went over to Doyle's apt, nothing. The landlord said he hadn't been around for a day or so. I went over to Cordelia's place. Well, Doyle might have got lucky.
She didn't live there any more. An old guy who needed a shave told me me she moved out right after it got fumigated! Apparently humans use gas to get rid of cockroaches instead of sub-letting to Krindar demons and taking a break elsewhere while they teach their spawn how to hunt. That'll clean out anything under a foot long.
(Humans can be really wasteful - and I wish they'd stop using up the planet that I'm standing on. It's not even as if most of them can get off-dimension.)
Anyway, I'm going back to the Hotel to check whether there's any sign of where they went, at the office. If there isn't I suppose I just go back to Sunnydale, unless I can ring somebody from there.
