#angel-echo

angel-echo replied to your post:

Well what do you expect us to do? Hide away in some coffin? Does make the job easier though.

Well no offense but I except you lot to die. Then again, I've heard you're one of the good ones, if there is such a thing.

Drusilla smiled as the confusion and disorientation filled the air because of her toy. She giggled. Even with her hands firmly over her ears and her eyes shut, she felt the power of the device. 

When the air cleared, she opened her eyes and looked to Kurt who was currently facing her, his hands pressed to the wall on either side of her body. He wasn't protecting her, it was simply how he landed when she grabbed him. She reached up and tapped his nose, her smile still wide. "Time to play our little games," she told him.

She ducked out from his arms and went to the alleyway again. She saw the soldiers attacking the building and the glass that had shattered with the flashbang. Now as time to wait for Angel. They were overwhelmed and it would be suicide for his humans to stay within the delicate walls of the office, especially when it crumbled around them. 

Come out. Come out and play.

She watched the front door. Soldiers would bar his path to her, both normal human and superhuman alike. Still, he had a promise that he felt he needed to keep and there she stood for him to try and keep it.

As soon as the vials were done, Illyria turned off the machine as Fred instructed. Now, all they needed to do was sit for several hours before she could properly perform her analysis. She looked to the computer where the signature data was still running and Fred confirmed that it would be several hours before her input was needed again. She had a moment to breathe and, therefore, visit some old friends.

Fred would have been fine with taking a car or even walking, but Illyria knew that portals annoyed Angel. Besides, she said reasonably, he said to hurry. She picked a clean spot in the lab and punctured a hole between the dimensions, creating a walkway between herself and her intended destination. Then it was a simple matter of walking through the gap.

As the portal closed, she looked around the new office, finding it less suitable to their purposes and rather bleak. So long as he was able to run business, and even if he wasn't, it really was no concern of Illyria's. 

She knew his vampiric senses would alert him to the hum of the portal so she felt no need to call his name. Instead, she closed her eyes and relaxed, letting Fred step forward.