I'm Cordelia Chase, dumbass

I'm Cordelia Chase. I work in Angel Investigations, well until my acting career get better, which will, by the way, happen very soon. Anyway, I'm a half demon... girl, and I have these vision things. Best friends are Angel, Fred, Wesley, Lorne and Gunn.

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Just listen to the lyrics (truth is I’m more than glad I kept this promise) #you’re not alone

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Tara had to physically force herself to spend some time away from Fred. The two had practically been attached at the hip ever since the day they met and even though Tara was thoroughly enjoying every second with her new love, Tara had neglected to get any work done of her own. And what better way to spend the afternoon than to be lost in the stacks of the Magic Box?

But every moment that passed through time, the only train of thought running through Tara’s mind consisted of Fred.What she was doing, what she might be thinking, when they were going to see each other again, if she should pick up dinner or coffee on the way home; the train was endless. Her mind had been made up, Tara would leave the shop as soon as she could to spend the remainder of the night with Fred.

Then the sound of the bell jingling above the Magic Box’s entrance, disturbing Tara’s daydream. Peaking her head out from behind one of the various shelves, Tara spotted a young brunette girl wandering aimlessly around the shop. “I don’t know if the owner’s here but I know this place like the back of my hand so if you’re looking for something specific, I’m sure I can help,” she said beaming a friendly grin in the girl’s direction.

Cordelia was about to go, because she though that there was nobody here. Then she heard a voice and she turned around seeing a young girl. “Oh hello, sorry if I’m bothering you” she smiled a little. “I’m Cordelia, Cordelia Chase”. “A friend sent me here”.  ”His name is Angel”. “Dark, tall and likes to brood” Cordelia chuckled. “I dont know if you know him”. “Are you Tara?” she asked. She hoped that she didnt missed adress.

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“Angel?” Tara asked with her brows slightly raised. “Yeah, I know Angel,” she said while folding her arms across her torso. She didn’t understand why Angel had someone else running his errands for him. Maybe it was because he still held a grudge against Tara for the spell she cast upon him back in her demon days. “And, yes. I’m Tara.” Her expression softened and relaxed her shoulders. “Is everything okay with Angel?”

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"Angel?". "Yeah, he is fine" Cordelia shortly nodded. "But he need help". "I think you know about that Glory girl, well she is a hell goddess". "And she made Xander insane, so we need your help". "Angel told me you're a witch" she gave her spellbook she held in her arms. "There is a spell marked, that can trick Glory that Angel dont have a soul, and also a spell that can save Xander" Cordelia nodded. "And if you dont want to do it its okay, We can try to find Will" Cordelia mumbled. "So what do you say?"

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Tara had to physically force herself to spend some time away from Fred. The two had practically been attached at the hip ever since the day they met and even though Tara was thoroughly enjoying every second with her new love, Tara had neglected to get any work done of her own. And what better way to spend the afternoon than to be lost in the stacks of the Magic Box?

But every moment that passed through time, the only train of thought running through Tara’s mind consisted of Fred.What she was doing, what she might be thinking, when they were going to see each other again, if she should pick up dinner or coffee on the way home; the train was endless. Her mind had been made up, Tara would leave the shop as soon as she could to spend the remainder of the night with Fred.

Then the sound of the bell jingling above the Magic Box’s entrance, disturbing Tara’s daydream. Peaking her head out from behind one of the various shelves, Tara spotted a young brunette girl wandering aimlessly around the shop. “I don’t know if the owner’s here but I know this place like the back of my hand so if you’re looking for something specific, I’m sure I can help,” she said beaming a friendly grin in the girl’s direction.

Cordelia was about to go, because she though that there was nobody here. Then she heard a voice and she turned around seeing a young girl. "Oh hello, sorry if I'm bothering you" she smiled a little. "I'm Cordelia, Cordelia Chase". "A friend sent me here".  "His name is Angel". "Dark, tall and likes to brood" Cordelia chuckled. "I dont know if you know him". "Are you Tara?" she asked. She hoped that she didnt missed adress.

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Magic Shop (Tara and Cordelia)

Cordelia looked again in paper that Angel gave a day ago. She needed to get to magic shop, to talk with Tara, a witch who can help them to get Xander back, and beat that Glory chick. In her hand she had a spell book. In there was a spell that she needed to give to Tara. Cordelia stoped when she got to magic shop. She signed walking inside. She looked around but nobody was in there. "Anybody here?" she said a little louder than usual. 

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He nodded and swallowed the rest of the blood before setting the glass down “I remember it all…thanks for the reminder of the torture” he sighed and looked up “Angel’s…real angel’s used their power to deepen the curse so Angelus couldn’t come out even if I experience the truest of happiness in this world”

"Sorry, I didnt mean to" Cordelia mumbled. "And I'm happy for you". "After everything that happened, and that Shanshu.. crap, you deserve it" she smiled. "Is Fred here?". "She's not in LA, so maybe you know where she is". "I didnt seen her in a a very long time"