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Library, 1/27

Thank God it's Friday. Parker's hoping to just get through today and then go kill people. She'll help you, but wouldn't you rather be elsewhere?

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...Parker isn't here, she's sleeping in. Maybe the Librarian's here, somewhere.

Parker's here. She has coffee already. And a lighter. She's wishing for cigarettes.

*Now* she's helpful. Mostly.

*checks watch* *goes to see Jarod*

Parker's in Studio Art, wishing for various things.

Still in Studio Art. Maybe someone else can help you.

Parker didn't come back, but there might be someone else here.

Angela rushes in after math.

"Have you talked to Rory?" she says, not bothering with a greeting.

"No, I left her a voicemail, she hasn't called back," Parker said, also ignoring the niceties. "I assume Anakin looked after her, but still. Goddamn Darla."

"I left her a voicemail too. It was Darla? All I know is what Bridge said on the radio."

She crosses her arms, leaning on the counter. "Anakin should use his powers to stake her. It shouldn't be hard to get close enough, she's fucking everywhere this week."

"Definitely." Parker might still have reservations about Anakin, but this? No-brainer. "Aeryn left me a message this morning, she's had it too. As soon as I get a hold of her, I think we need to grab Angel, see if he's healed up, and then go looking for those two." She glared out the window. "Although possibly waiting until the damn snow stops would be good."

"Maybe the snow is keeping them in ... wherever she and psycho squid lady hang out?" Angela says, not looking entirely convinced. "But whenever you guys go hunting, I want to come along. I still have that cross Phale gave me, so I shouldn't be too easy to turn into a snack."

She glances at the library phone. "I wish Rory would just call us. Think she stayed with Anakin last night?"

"Had to have. Bridge said she went to him, I don't see her staying by herself after another attack like this." Parker felt like snarling. "And you're welcome to come along if you really feel up to it. Although, Angel got his ass kicked by Dru and her 'minions.' You'd have to be carrying heavier firepower than just Mr. Phale's cross, when we do this."

"She has "minions"?" Angela winces. "So there are going to be a lot more of them than there are of us, probably. And they have superpowers. Perfect."

She falters, but a look of resignation finally comes across her face. "I ... I still need to be there. I'll carry whatever you guys suggest, but I can't sit this one out. For Rory. And Marty. And Kitty."

Parker rubs a hand across her face, her voice quiet. "Yeah. I think we just need to be really, really prepared." She looks out over the library, and says, "It still gets to me that we never found Kitty's body. Wings doesn't remember enough to tell where he hid it."

"I know," Angela says, simply. "And I'll be ready."

She leans her head on the desk again as she contemplates what Parker had said about Kitty's body. "Maybe he got Belthazor to burn her body up, or teleport it to the bottom of the ocean. It's not like Bel would admit it, if he did. Or, god, he might have even forced Lockheed to do the burning -- the little guy was really confused when Rory and I found him."

Rory walked in, blinking blearily.

No makeup, and her hair's not only mussed but frizzy - as though she'd gone to sleep with it wet, in fact.

"Hi," she said with a wane smile.

[ooc: Okay, let's all cross our fingers and hope that I get a wireless signal in this class...otherwise I'll be AFK until 3:30]

"There's a thought. God, I seriously hope not." Parker cocked her head. "Bel's a possibility, I guess. Or maybe Crane did something? We're probably never going to know." She shuddered. "We have got to deal with these two, before anyone else goes 'missing.'"

"Hey!" Parker jumped off her swivel chair, then stood awkwardly in front of Rory before finally leaning forward and patting her arm. "How are you feeling? Can I get you coffee? Did you sleep at all?"

"You're right, we won't know unless Angel recovers his memory or whoever helped him decides to advertise," Angela agrees. "Still. Must be hard on her parents, too."

"And Rory was crazy lucky, to get away again. The next person probably won't be." Angela rubs her forehead. "I hate feeling so helpless."

"Everything Parker said," Angela adds, waiting until the girls have seperated before leaning in with her own hug for Rory. "I'm terrified for you, you know that?"

"Lucky or Darla was messing with her, and Angel by extension. She did the same thing two weeks ago with Jack." Parker scowled. "I hate that she can just get away with this crap. I hate that Dru's out there, and we can't get close to her. I'm glad we have cops or troopers or whatever now, but god, they're not finding her any more easily than the last set of police." She sighed. "That spell...."

"The souling spell? We don't have Tara anymore, and the Halliwells are useless for something this big. If we could even get supplies again, god."

"The cops are idiots. This gets worse the more I think about it."

Just then, Rory walks in, and Angela glances at Parker with troubled eyes. "We'll talk about this later?"

Parker nodded, then jumped off her perch. "Definitely."

Fraser chooses to make his appearance during third period and, this time, he brings Dief with him.

"Good morning, Miss Parker," he says, taking off his hat. "How are you today?"

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