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wesleynotponcyThe translation was not going well.
It didn't make much sense, was the thing. There were so many different languages, mainly demonic, and every time Wesley thought he'd made sense of a word's origin, he found it referenced elsewhere, in a different context, that disproved the entirety of what he'd already pieced together.
After hours of this, he finally forced himself out of the office long enough to pick up a cup of coffee and several texts that might aid him in the translation. By the time he returned, even more determined to return to work and finally piece this together, it was dark outside and he hadn't a clue where Cordelia was. He picked up his phone to check if he'd missed any calls, but --
Hmm. The cabinet was open. The one where he'd stored the prophecy just before going out. He knew he'd locked it before leaving. Had Angel opened it?
Wesley set his phone and the books down to retrieve the scroll. But just as he opened the cabinet, his priorities shifted. Because the scroll was missing, and in its place was a small, crudely-constructive explosive.
And then it went off.
[[nfi, nfb. totes taken from angel 1x22, "to shanshu in la."]]
It didn't make much sense, was the thing. There were so many different languages, mainly demonic, and every time Wesley thought he'd made sense of a word's origin, he found it referenced elsewhere, in a different context, that disproved the entirety of what he'd already pieced together.
After hours of this, he finally forced himself out of the office long enough to pick up a cup of coffee and several texts that might aid him in the translation. By the time he returned, even more determined to return to work and finally piece this together, it was dark outside and he hadn't a clue where Cordelia was. He picked up his phone to check if he'd missed any calls, but --
Hmm. The cabinet was open. The one where he'd stored the prophecy just before going out. He knew he'd locked it before leaving. Had Angel opened it?
Wesley set his phone and the books down to retrieve the scroll. But just as he opened the cabinet, his priorities shifted. Because the scroll was missing, and in its place was a small, crudely-constructive explosive.
And then it went off.
[[nfi, nfb. totes taken from angel 1x22, "to shanshu in la."]]
