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 Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:40 pm
Atticus gave up his search and left his room, heading downstairs to the kitchen. It took him a moment to remember where it was, but then he found it and walked inside, smelling coffee.
He saw Andrew sitting at the table already, reading the newspaper.
"Anything interesting?" he asked to start conversation.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:46 pm
"She better learn to start taking instructions." Angel mentioned as he sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, the sheets still covering his bottom half as he wiped his face.
He got up, slipped on some clothes, all black and his black trenchcoat over it all. He looked at Buffy and paused for a minute. She looked so beautiful laying there. The one thing good about being human...
"I think you should go like that..." he mentioned with a smirk. "It suits your for vampire hunting."
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:48 pm
Andrew was engrossed in the article he was reading, sipping his coffee, when he heard a familiar voice. He looked up to see Atticus, seemingly miraculously better than he had been the night before. "Not really. Are you okay to be up? Buffy said you got in a fight." Come to think of it, the last time he's gotten hurt, stabbed, even, he'd been ready the next day. Like Wolverine. The hunter's appeal suddenly jumped 120%.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:06 pm
Atticus stretched a little bit, checking his wound's status. It was nearly healed, but he made sure not to reveal that to the little guy. He wasn't sure if Buffy had told Andrew or not.
"I'm fine." Atticus mentioned. "Thanks for asking. Yeah, I got into a fight. But I don't think you can really call it that...it's not really considered a fight unless you fight back, right?"
Atticus said all this as he walked over, smacking Andrew on the back in a manly gesture as his good morning, and he went to the fridge, grabbing a coke out of it.
He sat across from the little maybe-gay-man and snapped the cap of his drink, gulping it down like he hadn't had one in a while.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:11 pm
Andrew spit out his coffee involuntarily in response to the slap on the back. He really needed to cut down on the spit takes. The blonde put down his mug and paper as he got out a washcloth and began, once again, to wipe up his spit-out drink.
"You didn't fight back?" Appeal down 30%. "Why not?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:14 pm
Atticus put down his coke and wiped his mouth. Seeing Andrew spit out his drink was most amusing.
"It was a girl. She kept wanting to kill me, and I wasn't going to hit her back. You understand?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:18 pm
Andrew stood up and hung the washcloth over his shoulder, taking back his coffee and resuming the drinking of it. "A girl wanted to kill you? Ex-girlfriend?" his expression fell a bit. Girls wanting to kill you sucked. He'd been there, done that, with Willow. Then again, Veiny Willow didn't tend to leave her victims alive, much less up and about the next day.
Good times.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:22 pm
"Nahhh, I don't know who this chick was. She had abnormal strength...that's for sure. I think she may have been one of the slayers...were one of those girls out last night?"
Atticus had just come into realization that it might've been true. There were a bunch of would-be slayers running around this mansion, unable to tell a good guy from a bad and probably paranoid out of their minds since they were new.
"Her name was...Xoey."
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:26 pm
Andrew shrugged. "I can't keep track of all the people here. Maybe you can ask Buffy when she wakes up." Upon draining what might have been his fourth cup of coffee, the watcher felt a little wired. He set his cup down and put his hands behind him onto the counter, pushing down to be sitting on the counter. He started to kick his feet in a childish manner.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:29 pm
"So what've you been...up to, Andrew?" Atticus mentioned, trying to keep up a conversation. It was hard, considering he didn't know what to talk about this one. He wasn't sure if he should bust out with demon-slaying or frilly tu-tu's for this guy.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:39 pm
Andrew shook his head and shrugged. "Nothing. I haven't done anything since I got here except find you. I thought it'd be cool, being back in Buffy's gang and hanging out at her house. But I've just been wanting to go back to England, lately." He jumped down from his perch on the counter. "Actually, I should probably do some research."
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:42 pm
"England? What's back in England?" Atticus asked, taking another sip of his coke. He finished it up and sat it on the table. "And research on what?" Atticus added, curious as to what was going on around here...besides him spilling his heart and guts out, that is.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:44 pm
"The Watcher's council." He shrugged. It wasn't much, but it was something. "Some hell beast thing. Don't know much, therefore the research." Alot was certainly going on around him, but he wasn't involved in any of it. He wasn't a real Watcher yet, but he still felt like he should be doing something... maybe he'd get there with the research.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:47 pm
"I see." He really didn't since he didn't know what the 'Watcher's Council' was, but he said he did to keep things moving. "Well...I guess I'll leave you to your research then." he added. "Good luck with that."
Atticus walked out of the kitchen and headed toward the living room where he plopped down in front of the tv and turned it on, watching the news.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 9:09 pm
Oz/Tara has been sitting in his room for about tweny minutes or so. The books had nothign. The internet was no use. He wanted to just go out there and talk to the guy or to Buffy or....just leave. He knew the awkwardness Willow felt seeing him as Tara. He felt awkward, too. The question is how did this happen and why. Okay, so it's two questions. Oz/Tara decided it best to look into that. He grabbed a book and began looking up anything on illusions or mind spells, thinking that had to be it.
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