prodigalwatcher: (I Stand Alone)
284 - Talk about a time you were forced out of something.

My parting of the ways with the Watchers Council is, I must confess, not my only experienced with being sacked from an occupation. There was a time, about a year after my arrival in Los Angeles, when Cordelia, Gunn and I were unceremoniously jettisoned from our positions with Angel Investigations and sent on our less-than-merry ways. Naturally, the most painful part of the firing was that it came at the hands of Angel himself.

Out )

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prodigalwatcher: (Gwen Rogues)
I think a quiet evening in will do nicely this time around. And if you're feeling brave, I'll even cook.

[Locked to Gwen]

Afterwards, I think we should see if some of your older, less conductive clothing pieces can help with a bit of the "handling" we were discussing earlier.
prodigalwatcher: (Watcher | Doing Research)
282 - Talk about funeral arrangements.

((a document stored in the safe at Wesley's apartment))

Legacy )

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prodigalwatcher: (Sidelong Glance)
Gwen? Buffy mentioned something, and thought I ought to give you a ring.
prodigalwatcher: (Sad Slouch)
119 - "I admire his head of wisdom, but I'm not in love with him." - 'The Scarlet Pimpernel'

He often wondered how she saw him.

Wesley, of course, had a very firm and concrete impression of Fred in his mind, and it was an image that had never really been altered, no matter what had occurred since they'd first met. To him, she was peerless, but not flawless. He believed he was enough of a realist to understand that even Fred was a human being, as subject to foibles and frailties as the next person. But even then, he saw her flaws as the aspects that made her unique or as the reasons she would need someone like him to be at her side.

To say he had placed Fred on a pedestal was an understatement. Even without his warmer feelings toward the woman, Wesley would have been in awe of her intellect, especially in his efforts to understand the world of physics and science that had once been such a part of her existence. In his eyes, she was beautiful beyond compare, loyal and loving with a heart as big as her home state and more worthy of being loved than any other person he had ever met.

He wondered about her perception of him much less after the night at the ballet.

Wesley understood. He was a friend. A good man, perhaps even a good friend. To Fred, he was someone who could be counted on, the one with whom she was so often relegated with to research duty and the friend who would always be there to listen.

The downside, though, was just as clear. To her, Wesley held no excitement, no interest beyond the bounds of friendship. There was a line, and no matter how Wesley politely and respectfully maintained himself right on it, Fred would never conceive of him crossing it.

A smile, a laugh, and Wesley could see himself through her eyes when they stood close. It broke his heart just a little every time, but he comforted himself with the notion that, at the least, she was there to do so.

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prodigalwatcher: (Sad Slouch)
280 - What are you thinking?

I'm brooding.

No comments, please. I do it well and like any other behaviour that has been formed by constant use and practise, it's a habit for me, something nearly instinctual by now. While I have made a great deal of progress towards not being constantly engaged in brooding, it is not something gotten rid of so easily.

At some point or another, I have seen every one of my friends shed their blood in the service of the greater good. With few exceptions, nearly all of the individuals who come down on our side of the battle against the dark supernatural elements of the world are mere mortals, subject to all the frailties and vulnerabilities of any other human body. Meanwhile, many of our antagonists are of demonic extraction, capable of withstanding dozens of times the punishment as we, and equipped to deal just as much damage, if not more.

When one of us is hurt and if that injury is of sufficient severity, there is nearly always a period of introspection that follows. The damaged party, while in recovery, is all but required to take stock of the circumstances that led to their situation and of the world into which they've chosen to throw themselves. Almost always, there is doubt in the sanity or the ultimate effectiveness of the fight, and eventually a hesitation to return to it.

Most often, at least with the individuals with whom I have become privileged to work, the crises of faith are brief and superficial. Mere physical inconvenience is not enough to sway them from whatever path they have chosen for themselves. Once the body is mended-- if not before-- the spirit is willing, and they are back in the fight.

It having recently been my misfortune to "take one of the team" as it were, this has been my regularly scheduled time of contemplation. And now that formality is completed, I believe it is time to return to work.

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prodigalwatcher: (Glasses Stern)
April 2009 - 115 - "Hasn't your mother or anyone ever explained to you that some things are proper and some things are not?"

I'm from England and my family had some money, so of course she did. Over there, it's a bit difficult to sport a surname with as many letters and a hyphen as "Wyndam-Pryce" does without being just a bit on the upper-class side of things. Although we were hardly even remotely nobility, the family is old and very well-established and Father rarely let any of us forget that.

From a young age, I knew how I was expected to behave when interacting with my parents' friends and companions and in particular how I was to conduct myself in the presence of Father's fellow Watchers. I knew how to be quiet but pleasant at one of the few parties they attended, and I was well familiar with the subtle signal to leave the room so the adults could speak freely.

Both older and several thousands of miles away, I have mostly embraced the more casual, more permissive American philosophy of life. I have worn neither tie nor suit in ages, I call a person by whatever form of address they give me, and I never use thank you cards (although that last is more a function of opportunity than attitude).

However, one line I have decided is uncrossable. Even with a store-bought frozen entree on the table, I will not drink a red wine with fish or fowl.

A man has to have some standards.

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prodigalwatcher: (Badass Look)
278 - What are you wearing?

Armour.

I'm no knight, and it certainly doesn't shine, but it serves the same purpose, as far as I am concerned.

With a cause )

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prodigalwatcher: (I Stand Alone)
276 - Are you an only child? Write about your siblings or lack thereof.

There were no other children in the Wyndam-Pryce household. In fact, I suppose if I were in a particularly melancholy mood, I might characterise my upbringing as there having been no children at all in that household. From my earliest memories, Father was insistent that I learn responsibility and the absolute supremacy of duty an honour above all things. I had a family name to protect and to do proud, and he was damned if I was going to become a man who did anything but.

From time to time when I was young, I did imagine that it might be a fine thing to have an older brother. I didn't only wish for a play companion, but for a mentor who could understand what I was going through and guide me through my more difficult times. An older brother, I believed, would know how best to be the kind of son that Father would value.

I suppose part of me wondered if having a sibling would also mean that when Father's ire was descending, it would be at least somewhat divided.

Having been around other individuals with elder siblings, especially those with older brothers and sisters involved in the same pursuits as the younger, I sometimes find myself glad I did not have one. So many of them found troubles with following in the footsteps of exceptional older siblings, standing in their shadows.

I had enough trouble for myself without having someone standing before me and setting an even more difficult example to emulate.

It's unclear whether the particulars of my sibling-free upbringing have contributed to my current personality and behaviours the way other influences have, although I do think it's an interesting question.

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prodigalwatcher: (Not Fade Away)
March 2009 - 109 - 'Three Days of the Condor'

Higgins: "It didn't have to end this way."
Joe Turner: "Of course it did."


Contains spoilers for 'Angel: After the Fall' comic series, and is written in that universe' )

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prodigalwatcher: (Watching Over You)
273 - "Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?" (Who watches the watchmen?)

The timeline is hazy, but most historians place the event somewhere between three and four thousand years ago, though it's possible it may have happened even earlier. Humanity had been at odds with the forces of the supernatural dark-- vampires, demons and the like-- since it first evolved, but it was not for some time that humanity developed the intelligence to do something about it more drastic than simply fight the dark with the same tools it used to fight one another.

Observation )

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prodigalwatcher: (Still Searching)
270 - Thirteen

Superstition is a curious thing. There are a great number of individuals in the world who do not believe in a higher power. A great deal more than that, while stating a belief, do not in practice hold that a higher power has any direct influence on their day-to-day lives, that there is no grand chessmaster guiding, influencing or even observing our tiny mortal movements.

And yet, many of these people throw spilt salt over their shoulders. They avoid cracks in the sidewalk or swing wide to avoid stepping underneath ladders. They exercise greater caution with their lives on Friday the thirteenth. Superstitions can still affect them.

Creatures of habit )

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prodigalwatcher: (OOC Naked Stacks Now)
Cross-posted like mad, sorry.


prodigalwatcher: (Not Fade Away)
268 - The End

In Memoriam )

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OOC: On a much lighter note, I rarely get to use this mood icon, and I've just now realized that the person who made it saw the word "exanimate" and thought it was "examine it". *LOL*
prodigalwatcher: (Wes| Empty Apartment)
February 2009 - 105 - "It's human to lie. Most of the time we can't even be honest with ourselves." - 'Rashômon'

Wesley kicked the apartment door closed behind him, eyes narrowing against the first rays of the rising sun, ones that had been obscured by the ugly, heavy curtains in the hallway. He reached back to turn the lock at the same time his satchel slipped off his sagging shoulder. Not bothering to pick up the bag, Wesley walked slowly, gingerly to the living room of his apartment.

Delusion )

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prodigalwatcher: (Darker Sword)
267 - In medias res

The shop is in Koreatown, which under other circumstances is a place I quite enjoy visiting. Although I've never quite grown to have the kind of tolerance for culinary spice heat that Gunn or Angel do, I find that even in as cosmopolitan a city as Los Angeles, a good Korean Barbecue restaurant is a joy to find. Of course, I'm not here to sate my hunger or indulge my tastes. I'm here to do my job.

My job. In this moment, the thought gives me no comfort, fills me with no sense of righteousness to bring even the least bit of brightness to the un-ending night that has become our world here in L.A. And no, that's not poetic license or purple prose, this city is quite literally under permanent nightfall, thanks to the machinations of the powerful demonic presence we know only as the Beast.

What the thought of 'my job' does give me, though, is the determination to see this through to the end. Even though that end is almost unbearably difficult.

I have to kill my friend.

Fight scene )

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prodigalwatcher: (Watching Over You)
97 - "Normally, it takes years to work your way up to the twenty-seventh floor. But it only takes thirty seconds to be out on the street again. You dig?" - 'The Apartment'

While I was employed at the Los Angeles branch of Wolfram & Hart, I once estimated that between my base salary, benefits and my access to company resources such as vehicles, residences and so forth, my compensation would have rung in somewhere between one hundred twenty-five and one hundred fifty thousand dollars a year. That amount, based on my observations, was approximately equivalent for the rest of the former Angel Investigations, with the exception of Angel himself.

Descent )

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OOC Note: Written within the continuity of the "After the Fall" comics only.
prodigalwatcher: (Cordy Hugging)
I hope it is as happy as you deserve.
prodigalwatcher: (Wes| Empty Apartment)
The world was still full of demons and vampires, monsters that prowled the alleys of the city in the wee hours of the night and monsters that put on suits and ties and made decisions involving hundreds of millions of dollars and tens of thousands of lives and ordered Vietnamese takeaway for lunch downtown. There would perhaps never be an end to the fighting, and the struggle, and Wesley had come to grips with that a long time ago, even before his friend Angel had learned that lesson at Wolfram & Hart. What mattered, as he'd told the vampire once, was the little bit of happiness one could find.

And that was why Wesley was standing outside the door of his own apartment, key hovering just in front of the lock, balancing a package under his arm. He glanced back at Gwen, holding her bag and standing what seemed like a safe distance away. Wesley smiled at her.

"You look like you might be a bit nervous," Wesley said, smiling. "You've been through this door before, you know."
prodigalwatcher: (Get What We Deserve)
264 - "The past is never dead. It's not even past." William Faulkner, Requiem for a Nun.

When one deals with beings possessed of such long lives as vampires and demons, then one develops a different kind of respect for the past, as it comes back to haunt people in much more direct and deadly ways. A person's past is a part of them, impossible to be freed from, like one's own shadow.

Recurrent )

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