[She shifts her shoulders a bit before shrugging.]
But it was good for me. Gave me perspective, you know? So I kept being vision girl and Angel kept doing the hero thing, and one day the Powers that Be showed up and told me that because of all my good work, they wanted me to ascend and become one of them. Because I'm an idiot, I agreed. Turns out, it was a giant load of shit.
I got conned by one of them named Jasmine, who thought that the answer to the world's problems was to take away free will. She let me sit until I decided that I had had enough, used me to hitch a ride back down to the planet and possessed me until she could deliver herself into the world.
And I mean that literally.
[she shakes her head.]
I was in a coma for a while, and eventually me and the PTB worked out a deal. I got to say goodbye to Angel, and then I would let him think I died. He needed to be pointed in the right direction again, so I agreed. He saved the world, and I went to being a truck stop waitress of I70.
[she pauses to take another sip of her drink.]
Things were quiet for a while, no visions, no supernatural crap and ... one day, as I was getting into my car to go home, I got a vision of a blond demon with white eyes, and some poor guy getting torn apart by hellhounds.
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[She shifts her shoulders a bit before shrugging.]
But it was good for me. Gave me perspective, you know? So I kept being vision girl and Angel kept doing the hero thing, and one day the Powers that Be showed up and told me that because of all my good work, they wanted me to ascend and become one of them. Because I'm an idiot, I agreed. Turns out, it was a giant load of shit.
I got conned by one of them named Jasmine, who thought that the answer to the world's problems was to take away free will. She let me sit until I decided that I had had enough, used me to hitch a ride back down to the planet and possessed me until she could deliver herself into the world.
And I mean that literally.
[she shakes her head.]
I was in a coma for a while, and eventually me and the PTB worked out a deal. I got to say goodbye to Angel, and then I would let him think I died. He needed to be pointed in the right direction again, so I agreed. He saved the world, and I went to being a truck stop waitress of I70.
[she pauses to take another sip of her drink.]
Things were quiet for a while, no visions, no supernatural crap and ... one day, as I was getting into my car to go home, I got a vision of a blond demon with white eyes, and some poor guy getting torn apart by hellhounds.