Talking to sibyl
ANGEL: Damn it Spike, can’t you just walk in a door without causing trouble.
SPIKE: If you weren’t so much in a bloody hurry to be first maybe this wouldn’t of happened.
The group walked into the cavern, with Angel leading the way. Through a narrow doorway, they see a marble doorway, similar to the doorway for the Oracles, before them. Both Angel and Spike head through the doorway at the same time and get stuck. The bickering makes them stay stuck for a moment more and then they both fall through the door.
OZ: I hate to be the bearer of strange news, but which way did we come in.
The group looks around and realizes that the cave entrance is no longer there.
ANGEL: I would guess we have to go through this doorway to get out. (gesturing at the marble entrance).
GUNN: I’m game, let’s go. This place gives me the creeps.
SPIKE: Oh, Charley, nothing to be scared of down here. There be nothing but a couple of vampires, slightly loony ex-God and a werewolf. Nope, safe as kittens are you.
Everyone focuses their attention on the doorway. Illyria speaks the inscription – hic adeo sibyllinus, then turns her head to look at Angel.
SPIKE: Latin, here is Sibyl. What is it about us and crazy women!
ILLYRIA: Those that prophecize try to see into the gods’ minds. Lower beings cannot deal with that power.
OZ: Something is coming back to me, 4th period history, Dr. Gordon. The Roman’s used Sibyl’s like we use Anita the phone psychic.
ANGEL: None of it matters, since I think we’re about to meet the women herself.
The marble door opens with a soft whoosh. The smell of incense is strong. The room is dark, the only light is a shaft of red light illuminating what looks like an old women sitting cross legged on a hair chair at the far end of a circular room.
ANGEL: Stay back everyone, I don’t know what this is about. Let’s be cautious.
SPIKE: Oh, bollocks. (approaches the seated women). Hullo luv, you rang for us and here we are. Now, what’s our next job.
VOICE OF THE SIBYL: Accipio. Welcome. Angelus, step forward.
ANGEL: Angel, just Angel. (not moving) what is it that you want.
The red shaft dies out and a white light appears next to it, revealing a much younger women sitting on an ivory throne. Spike jumps back.
SIBYL: Just Angel then, ask your question.
ANGEL: I don’t have one prepared, I thought you called us to this place.
SIBYL: The Powers That Be have guided you here, to ask a question, one question. That is the purpose of this place, that is my purpose. Search your soul and you will find the question.
(All at once)
GUNN: Ask if we won.
SPIKE: Ask where the nearest bar is.
OZ: Ask why are we here.
ANGEL: No, we need to know what to do next.
SIBYL: Is that your question, what do you do next.
ANGEL: I need to know what’s coming, what the Senior Partners is going to throw at us next.
There is a sudden rush of wind through the hall, indicating rooms unseen. Loud bangs could be heard behind them. The white shaft suddenly turned blue, the sibyl throws her head back.
SIBYL: What has become of this war
the dead and dying,
is it the truth you’re fighting for.
Or can it be a selfish thing
what’s in your mind
to make a man, to be a king.
Help from above is what you sought
to save, to save, to free
the answer is love, it’s truly naught
One door opens, another slams shut
left behind are you
The choice you make is the deepest cut
Alone you stand, they hear the breaking of your heart
the sacrifice is ready
To defeat the Wolf, the Ram and the Hart.
The light dims, the sibyl disappears, her voice seemingly coming from everywhere at once.
SIBYL: Adfectus felix. Know that they are watching you.
The room grows dark and a doorway appears behind where the sibyl was sitting.
GUNN: I don’t know about you, but didn’t get much out of that. C’mon lets go.
SPIKE: I’m with Charley boy, we’ll analysize it on our way out.
ANGEL: Out to where though, she never told us what’s beyond that door. How do we know we should be going through it.
OZ: I think that’s kinda the point. We don’t. We just have to trust that she was on our side. I think she was. I don’t see the other side having wicked lighting effects.
ANGEL: I have to think about this.
SPIKE: What’s there to think about. She told you we can defeat them, Wolfram & Hart are beatable. With the proper sacrifice, we take ‘em down. Let’s go. I smell blood. We wounded them, badly, now let’s finish the job.
GUNN: Spike’s right, I don’t think we would’ve gotten this far if the Senior Partners were at full strength.
ILLYRIA: The prophetess spoke to you. She advised you how to win. There’s more fighting to be done. I am anticipating more violence.
SPIKE: Saddle up Angel, the next battle is through that door.
Angel slowly nods and heads for the doors.
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