The One Who Was Lost

OOC: Starting up a new AU storyline for Wesley and Buffy (fakingitsomehow). It's taken from the premise of Don't Give A Damn, a one-on-one from back on LJ. It picks up, though, from this thread, rather than the last of the community.

Having been raised in a country that actually had castles, knights, and-- come to think of it-- Excalibur itself, Wesley could have said a great deal about the gaudy monstrosity sitting on the corner of Las Vegas Boulevard and Tropicana Boulevard. But, then again, he was a much more relaxed and much less uptight Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (the previous incarnation of whom would have fainted dead away at the child's cake colors of the exterior), and so he found myself rather enjoying the place.

The din of the casino floor had given way to a plush 'Parlor Suite', almost overflowing with burgundy and gold, from the window hangings to the couch to the very large and very comfortable-looking bed. The suite was two large rooms, and seemed to have been liberally stocked with such wedding night staples as chilled champagne, chocolate-covered strawberries, fresh flowers, a small tin of novelty condoms he found in the nightstand drawer, and a pair of discount passes to the 'Midnight Fantasy' topless revue at the Luxor.

Checking his watch and readjusting it to local Nevada time, Wesley found that their delayed plane had left them with just enough time left to change clothes before they needed to leave for their assignment, and none for dinner. Wesley hung his garment bag in the closet and drew out the 'high roller' clothes he'd selected.

"Now you're clear on the assignment, Buffy?" He asked, shrugging off his leather jacket. "We'd never have found the place without an appointment," Wesley reminded her. "So remember, as far as they know, we're just an adventurous married couple, looking for a thrill."

Turning toward the closet hid Wesley's smirk. Whoever had tasked them with determining whether a secret underground high-end brothel was employing demons had a most wicked sense of humour.

Ten Warm Places You'd Like To Go On Vacation

1. Anywhere
2. I
3. can
4. get
5. Buffy
6. in
7. a
8. bikini
9. or
10. less.

Wesley Wyndam-Pryce
'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'/'Angel'
OOC Note: The Buffy mentioned is fakingitsomehow.

Things you would save in case of a fire

1. The template book I stole from Wolfram & Hart.
2. My pistols.
3. My journal.
4. My leather jacket.
5. My photo album.

Ten Omens You've Ignored

1. Father thought it was a good idea for me to go to Sunnydale.
2. No one on the Council could look me in the eye when they said Buffy was "opinionated and independent".
3. No one on the Council could look me in the eye when they said Faith was "rough around the edges".
4. The shopgirl seemed to be flirting with me when she said "You should get the leather pants, too."
5. Cordelia smiled when telling me the agency had "a little paperwork" piled up.
6. When I met Fred, she had a hero-worshipping crush on Angel.
7. My razor broke the day I tried to kidnap Connor.
8. Lilah wasn't interested in me until I'd been broken.
9. Three words: rain of fire.
10. Learning the fireball spell before facing Cyvus Vail was simple and straightforward.

Who: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce
What: Wesley's arrival
Where: Somewhere in the city
When: Now
Warnings: None

Heaven, Wesley supposed, shouldn't feel like he was laying on a concrete slab. Hell, on the other hand, was not a place he would have expected to be comfortable, but then, Wesley would have been willing to lay money down that it would be a great deal less comfortable than a simply irritating place to lay. With those two particular possibilities all but ruled out, he surmised with a little bit of disappointment that he must still be alive.

( Relocation )