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Of Dark Magicks

Contunued from here As Rupert spoke to Faith, Lilah listened as…

Of Dark Magicks

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As Rupert spoke to Faith, Lilah listened as she kept her fingers wrapped around Wesley's wrist. Figured Lindsey would hire someone unstable to take Angel out. She would never understand what he was thinking half the time. When you hired someone to kill, you made sure they weren't emotionally unstable, with wasteful dreams of having friends and a family.

She watched as Rupert used magic to put Faith to sleep. She looked at the Slayer for a moment as Rupert told her they needed to find another room for Wesley. Nodding, Lilah knew if Wes found out what they had planned, he would run back and tell Angel. What was it with the vampire always praying on the weak? And it was obvious Wesley was weak from just how he was standing there, whimpering.

"There's a bedroom. I'll take him in there," she said as she tugged on the rope she left on Wesley. She didn't know him and didn't know if he could be trust so for the time being, he was going to be led around like a dog.

Pushing the bedroom door open, she took him over to a chair and forced him down. He whimpered in pain as she tied him down. With a smirk, she ran the barrel of her gun over his neck. "Behave. Rupert and I have some adult things to take care of," she told him.

"If Angel finds out..."

"He won't because you won't be there to tell him," Lilah coolly said. She almost laughed as fear flickered in Wesley's eyes. She really hoped Rupert kept the other man around. Lilah wanted to see how far she could break him.

After shutting the door behind her, Lilah walked over and stood beside Rupert. "Wesley's taken care of for the time being. What are we going to do with sleeping beauty?" she asked as she motioned toward Faith.
  • As Rupert asked Wesley what he felt in the building, Lilah crossed her arms and looked up at the hotel. She had always wondered why the firm never wanted to touch it. It was a nice building and in a good location. People loved the old buildings in Los Angeles, especially those in what was considered 'Old Hollywood'.

    Her questions seemed to be answered when Wesley said there was dark energy inside of it, and Rupert confirmed his findings. That explained a lot. Even though the Senior Partners liked dark things, they didn't like having to deal with it if it was already there. They rather cause their own chaos.

    "Clean-up? I don't clean. I have a maid for that," Lilah snarkily said.

    "He means cleaning out the energy," Wesley tiredly said.

    Lilah perked her eyebrow and looked back at Wes, amused that he was slowly getting his backbone back. "I don't do that kind of cleaning either," she said, her arms crossed. "But, if you're going to do it, then you better find a way to break those chains on the gate and the locks on the doors."
    • Giles was rather amused when Wesley beat him to explaining to Lilah what sort of clean up he meant. He glanced over at her, a smile turning up his lips. "I believe I can handle it," he told her. "If you'd bring Wesley along?"

      Getting out of the car, Giles went around to the boot and pulled out a couple of items that he'd never taken out after he and Ethan had come down to Los Angeles before heading up the hotel walkway. The chains and locks were taken care of in short order, and soon they were standing inside the lobby. Giles closed his eyes - the dark energy was much stronger in here.

      And there was something else...

      With the help of the candle and rod he had brought in, he was able to pinpoint the source of the energy - an old woman in a bed in one of the rooms. When Giles saw her, he immediately understood. She was feeding the spirit that inhabited this hotel. She looked up at them, begging them to kill her, release her. Sitting down on the bed, Giles reached out and touched her forehead. She had obviously been held for years, had been subject to much torture. As painlessly as possible, he ended her pain.

      Which, as expected, brought out the malevolent spirit. Giles placed the rod to the candle flame and spoke several words, causing the heat to be channeled through the rod and into the spirit. After a few moments, it was burned from existence, leaving the hotel quiet and empty.

      "It's gone," Giles said, sitting down for a moment, feeling both buzzed from the magic and drained. "We need to find a room for Wesley so he can rest."
      • Lilah just raised an eyebrow when Rupert told her he could take care of the dark energy in the hotel. She had never been one to cast spells and had only helped a few times to keep in good standing with the firm. The only time she seemed to like magic was when Rupert was the caster.

        With a nod, she got out of the car and helped Wesley out of the back seat. She didn't trust him so while Rupert went to take care of the problem, she sat down in the lobby with Wesley and waited until Rupert was finished.

        "The energy is gone," Wesley commented before Rupert came back down.

        Lilah looked over at Wesley nodded. "I saw a first aid kit in your car and some clothes. I'll go get them and we can place him in a room after I've cleaned him up a little. He smells like sweat and blood," she said, wrinkling her nose.

        Once she'd gotten the supplies, Lilah cam back in and helped Rupert find a large suite to place Wesley in. She helped him down on a bed and started to take off his shirt. Underneath were several cuts and bruises. "Faith really didn't like you, did she?" she asked as she started to clean the cuts and put dressing on them.

        "Not many many people do," Wesley quietly said as he glanced over at Rupert. "I tend to rub them the wrong way."

        Lilah merely nodded and continued to undress Wesley and clean him up.
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