| Angel, or Angelus, depending ( @ 2006-12-06 09:46:00 |
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ROTM 1.36.2 - Who are the five most beautiful people you know?
1.36.2 - Who are the five most beautiful people you know? What makes them that way?
I tried more than once to write out this list in a way that would make everybody happy. Nothing worked, so I guess I'm going to have to start out with a disclaimer. If your name appears on the following list, I can pretty much guarantee you that at least one other name on it is going to piss you off. I apologize for that, but I'm going to just answer the thing truthfully.
After that, I know I'm going to hear it, but that's nothing new.
So, in no particular order, the five most beautiful people I know:
Buffy Summers. Nobody who knows me would ever imagine that this list wouldn't begin with Buffy, and if it were limited to just women, she would probably end it, too. We have loves in our lives, and we have Loves in our lives, and Buffy is that second. Past the fact that she is a fantastically beautiful young woman, I'm not sure she realizes just how amazingly beautiful her spirit is. I knew from the first second I saw her that I was in love, and that's never wavered. Stronger, better and more than a hero to me, she'll never not be a part of me.
Cordelia Chase. If letters on a screen could catfight, they'd be doing it right now, I know, but this is the way it is. I have two best friends, and both of them are gone now. Cordelia was the one that had the ability to make me forget that I was dead. She was more vibrantly alive than anyone I've ever met, and even in the (admittedly) shallowest and most superficial of pursuits, she refused to be anyone other than who she was. I watched her become someone noble, and I'll miss her forever.
Winifred Burkle. Maybe "beautiful" wouldn't be the first word to come to mind during our initial meeting, but it's certainly come to be part of the description ever since then. Again, even though I'm a very lucky man to constantly be in the company of such attractive women, that's never the thing that really makes them beautiful to me. Fred was brilliant and inventive and (I'm sorry for the obvious cliché) a heart as big as her native Texas, and there was a light inside of her that I thought would never go out. I wish I had been right.
Gwen Raiden. Even though she's a good person inside, she can still be a royal pain in the ass. But cripes, she looks good in leather and vinyl.
Hey, I'm dead. Not dead.
And lastly...
Connor Reilly. I said the list wasn't only women. The young man that Connor's become is, without a doubt, the one finest thing I have or will ever have the honor of seeing. He's got courage and conviction, and a sense of right and wrong that would make any father, let alone someone who does what I do and fights the fight that I do, proud enough to burst. And now that he has a family and a real life, the humor and happiness he's gained makes me glad again and again that I made the decision I did. But when I'm alone and I think of Connor, I have to admit that it's the infant son I held in that rain-soaked alleyway that comes to mind. I remember him as a little pink bundle of beautiful humanity, the one thing that I've given back to the world.
Angel
'Angel' the series
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