rescuedapuppy: ([Emote] Thinking Corner)
To: All W&H Employees <list_all.mgroup@wh.com>
From: Angel <angel.ceo@wh.com>
Subject: Yule Party 2007
Date/Time: 12-23-2007 08:06:43AM

Those of you not aware of the fact, or haven't seen the brightly colored 'pink' fliers that Harmony distributed should know that we're holding a Holiday Party. I figure it's a good way to put a step forward in the right direction, especially after the fiasco at the Halloween Party. Lorne? It wasn't your fault. Don't worry Eve says she has this one handled. Still in an effort of trying to make strides, I'd really appreciate it if you all would attend.



To: All W&H Employees <list_all.mgroup@wh.com>
From: Angel <angel.ceo@wh.com>
Subject: Reminder : Yule Party 2007
Date/Time: 12-24-2007 04:22:18PM

Just a reminder, the Party is tomorrow Evening starting at 7PM and will be going until the last person leaves. Harmony also wants to remind everyone about bringing their Secret Santa gift.



To: All W&H Employees <list_all.mgroup@wh.com>
From: Angel <angel.ceo@wh.com>
Subject: Final Warning Yule Party 2007
Date/Time: 12-25-2007 05:14:17PM

This is your final reminder email. Those of you that check your email at home? I almost hope no one does that. Still the party starts in two hours. I expect to see at least 80% of you here tonight.



To: All W&H Employees <list_all.mgroup@wh.com>
From: Angel <angel.ceo@wh.com>
Subject: Yule Party 2008 Canceled
Date/Time: 12-26-2007 11:39:37AM

Those of you that attended the Yule Party last night I'm sure have by now woken up with at least some recollection of the events. Those not quite sure please stop by the Science Department and talk to Fred or Knox. They have an antidote to the epidemic that swept over all of us. Honesty is a great policy, however there are certain times and places for everything and I'm pretty sure none of us expected that. Not that I didn't appreciate all the remarks regarding my personal grooming habits, or my... brooding. But I think that when things come out about someone you should at least have some control over that.

In light of the events of last night I'm going to make a note on record that there will be NO Yule 2008 Party. It seems this building can't just have a nice party without something horrible coming up.



To: Winifred Burkle <fred.burkle@wh.com>
From: Angel <angel.ceo@wh.com>
Subject: Apology
Date/Time: 12-26-2007 11:46:05AM

Sorry about that whole mess... with the talk about your skirts getting so short that it's a wonder that... well maybe I shouldn't mention it again even in email. I'm also sorry about pointing it out to Wesley... and Gunn... and Eve... and that creepy guy from accounting.

I've sent out the memo to everyone about the antidote to the Honestasia Venom and I'm sure you have the rest of the EggNog that was poisoned in the labs and you're going over it all to see if we can track the dose to someone. I have Eve going over the security tapes too.

Thanks Fred.

Sorry. You know... Again.
rescuedapuppy: ([Emote] Confused Angel)

What will you be reincarnated as?
You will spend your time attacking the other animals.
'What will you be reincarnated as?' at QuizGalaxy.com



So... I don't get it because it's a turtle in the picture... but it says I'm attacking the others? Do turtles that large actually attack?
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To: Eve <ev.olutionary.studies@wh.com>
From: Angel <a.ceo@wh.com>
CC: Fred <fburkle@wh.com>, Wes <wpryce@wh.com>
Subject: Out of the Office


Eve,

I really hope this email gets to you. The last one the Evolutionary guys bounced back to me. Anyway, I'm going to be out of town this weekend. I'm attending a party and I'm also emailing this to Fred and Wes because if they want a weekend off I think they should get one. Guys you get the weekend off. I know the Harper file and the Tarnachki case will be there on Monday. Just... enjoy yourselves. Go to this party that this girl Psyche is having, that's what I'm doing.

Anyway Eve, I'll carry my cell phone, but I still haven't gotten my voicemail to actually let me check it. So I'll just see you on Monday.

Angel

[ooc: Angel is attending this party here feel free to bump into him! Also the email is so not getting to Eve. Silly Angel needs to update his address book.
rescuedapuppy: ([Expressive] Hmmmm....)
Angel was overwhelmed and somehow in the same breath almost underwhelmed by the actual tackling of Wolfram and Hart Los Angeles. On one hand he had no clue how to use the phones, and there was a stacking of boxes of client files waiting for him in the conference room since they had opted to make their first effort be to weed through the current clients and find the good ones. Of course that was the overwhelming part, because not only did he have those things to deal with, but there was also a mountain of things to sign off on that Eve had dropped off in her less than positive way. Of course most of those things he had no clue what they were... so really that could wait.

The underwhelmed came when he realized how boring it was going to be doing this day in and day out from behind a desk... instead of out in the streets. He really wanted to just go down to alley way and find some thug and beat their head into the wall just for the simplicity of it all. Instead he had a head full of little forms that he knew he'd have to fill out just to get the medical coverage in case the thug sued them. It made his job... boring.

Thankfully he had friends around him to distract him from the boredom and the fact that he knew exactly what he had to agree to in order to save his son. Any distraction was a welcome one and at the moment it was Fred hovering by the window in Angel's penthouse room ordering Chinese for a end of the day winding down session. It had been a long day, and an even longer week and he knew that they needed this.

"Think they'll find the place?" Angel teased as he crossed the room to stand beside Fred by the window. "It's a pretty small place."
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Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. King James version of the Bible - 1 Corinthians 13:4-7


It is all of those things and more, and he knows it with more severity in his heart than he's felt in a long time. He knows it the moment he sees his son in the monitors in that overstated office Lilah was placing him in. He knows it even before he realizes just how far he'd go to save his son. He knows it as he's trying to talk the anger out of Connor's voice... moving those careful steps across that sales floor of the sporting goods store. He hopes he can see it in the darkness of those eyes he's trying to maintain a stoic gaze with... but all he sees is pain.

That's all his son's life has been, painful. From the time in the womb needing that innocence... and maybe even deep down believing that he's to blame for his mother's sacrifice. Angel knows it's not true... that Darla loved her son and that with the last ounce of the humanity that Connor loaned her she gave it all up for his survival. Still there is all that pain behind those eyes. The pain of the truth... of knowing that he was ripped from one family and forced into another world... literally. To be raised into hate, brought up to kill, taught that his life only had one purpose and it was to be the end of him.

Angel feels it in the depths of his soul, the agony that just radiates off of his son hovering over the body of Cordelia... the smell of the dynamite in the air is nothing compared to the fear rolling off the people around them.

It's with love that Angel knows what he has to do... and it was with love that he made that choice before he even walked into that store. He just thought... maybe... just maybe he could make a difference, but even love can't fix this, even love can't push these memories of pain aside for Connor.

It's with love that Angel kills his son... so that Connor can live.
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