Rupert Giles (
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trainingwings2012-02-20 04:44 pm
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Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3...
[The voice that comes over the journal sounds...decidedly anxious. Certainly unhappy, confused, and generally out of his element. Giles has never done well under such circumstances, never done well with sudden changes of environs, especially when that change was a dark, dingy back room of a crumbling mansion to a cozy little village in the bright, if cold, sunlight.]
Right. This is, um, certainly new. Well done. Pleasant looking and, at the least, not outwardly mad.
I, um, I c-can't say that I see why you're bothering, of course. You've, y-you've got what you want. If you aren't going to let me go, then I'm sure you could think of...s-something else, at least.
I can wait. I, um, I h-have nothing but time, now.
[Anyone wandering by Good Spirits...well, the New Feather stuck on the roof might catch your eye. He's eyeing the drop to the ground with some wariness, but all the windows are closed with the bar traffic slowed down by the early afternoon. Without assistance, he will just try and fall, and with his new wings that will hurt a very great deal. By then, however, he'll have discovered that the telephone that just happens to look like a book has a map attached, and a guide, and from there he'll set about wandering about the plaza.
Maps are logical, reasonable, rational things. It seems to even match up to his general environs. It's a positive sign, although it's a positive sign pointing to a solution possibly even more insane than the idea that Drusilla is still tormenting him.]
Player Name: Hicku/Hickumu
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Rupert Giles
Character Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Season 2)
Right. This is, um, certainly new. Well done. Pleasant looking and, at the least, not outwardly mad.
I, um, I c-can't say that I see why you're bothering, of course. You've, y-you've got what you want. If you aren't going to let me go, then I'm sure you could think of...s-something else, at least.
I can wait. I, um, I h-have nothing but time, now.
[Anyone wandering by Good Spirits...well, the New Feather stuck on the roof might catch your eye. He's eyeing the drop to the ground with some wariness, but all the windows are closed with the bar traffic slowed down by the early afternoon. Without assistance, he will just try and fall, and with his new wings that will hurt a very great deal. By then, however, he'll have discovered that the telephone that just happens to look like a book has a map attached, and a guide, and from there he'll set about wandering about the plaza.
Maps are logical, reasonable, rational things. It seems to even match up to his general environs. It's a positive sign, although it's a positive sign pointing to a solution possibly even more insane than the idea that Drusilla is still tormenting him.]
Player Name: Hicku/Hickumu
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Rupert Giles
Character Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Season 2)

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[Giles' voice is apologetic. He knows he's doing something wrong. He knows that he's supposed to be remembering. He knows that he's upsetting people. It's all one big mass of tangled doubts and uncertainties, right now.
But that's nothing new.]
S-Sorry if, if this is, um, a presumptuous sort of thing to ask. But...y-you say we used to know one another?
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He turns to Giles nodding a small smile touching his lips. ] It's not presumptuous at all. W-We do- [ oh ] -d-did, we did. I-I knew you...quite well actually and the same goes for you knowing about me.
[ There's the small beginnings of a genuine smile on his lips. It is sad and tired and worn but there is still some faint happiness in there, somewhere. ]
We were quite close.