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BLAH. BLAH. THE USUAL STUFF.
THE DISTRACTING DANGER
"What do you mean? Giles what's happening?" Willow was worried she had only seen him this way a few times. Each time something terrible happened.
"English here is worried about another apocalyptic rising." Mephiso head for the kitchen. "You got any Orange juice in here?"
Giles watched him leave. "According to my calculations tonight Prince Vanscor will rise." He gave an open book to Buffy. It showed an engraving of a reptilian looking demon. "He will come tonight and destroy us unless we stop him."
Mephiso stuck his head in the doorway, a large glass of orange juice in his hand. "I know him he's a little wannabe. You should have no problem handling him."
"In any case we should still be prepared. No matter what you think of him." Giles scolded him he took his apocalypses seriously.
"Whatever. Sita cookies, where are they?" He looked at the surprised looks on their faces. With a shrug of his shoulders he went back into the kitchen.
"I'll go talk to him." Sita stood and head after Mephiso. As she entered the kitchen she saw him sipping a glass of orange and munching cookies. "What's up with you? These people are serious about this."
"Yeah to serious, Vanscor is a wannabe. He couldn't bring about apocalypse if he had only to sneeze." He looked at the old vampire. "We shouldn't be distracted by him."
"Well these people are! Just play along, if this guy is such a waste then it will be a walk over." She sat down next to him. "Come on nothings going to happen you'll be there."
"Bloody waste of time he stood up, c'mon we'll join them on this little adventure."
* * *
As they entered the living room they got the end of Giles briefing. Seymour looked up, he had had enough an was bored by the long winded extremely detailed lecture, "Everything alright?"
"Fine. So, do you know where Vanscor is going to rise?" Mephiso tried to sound enthusiastic, he failed.
"A crypt." Giles answered he knew how hard it would be finding the right one.
Buffy looked at her watcher. "Oh, they're aren't many of them in Sunnydale!"
"Well I'm not a oracle. I've told you what I know." Giles was on the defensive.
"Well your lucky day, a few owe me favours. I'll go and see what they know." Mephiso headed for the door.
"Huh? Who owes you favours?" Xander was scared that he was falling behind.
"Oracles." Mephiso left.
THE DISTRACTING DANGER
"What do you mean? Giles what's happening?" Willow was worried she had only seen him this way a few times. Each time something terrible happened.
"English here is worried about another apocalyptic rising." Mephiso head for the kitchen. "You got any Orange juice in here?"
Giles watched him leave. "According to my calculations tonight Prince Vanscor will rise." He gave an open book to Buffy. It showed an engraving of a reptilian looking demon. "He will come tonight and destroy us unless we stop him."
Mephiso stuck his head in the doorway, a large glass of orange juice in his hand. "I know him he's a little wannabe. You should have no problem handling him."
"In any case we should still be prepared. No matter what you think of him." Giles scolded him he took his apocalypses seriously.
"Whatever. Sita cookies, where are they?" He looked at the surprised looks on their faces. With a shrug of his shoulders he went back into the kitchen.
"I'll go talk to him." Sita stood and head after Mephiso. As she entered the kitchen she saw him sipping a glass of orange and munching cookies. "What's up with you? These people are serious about this."
"Yeah to serious, Vanscor is a wannabe. He couldn't bring about apocalypse if he had only to sneeze." He looked at the old vampire. "We shouldn't be distracted by him."
"Well these people are! Just play along, if this guy is such a waste then it will be a walk over." She sat down next to him. "Come on nothings going to happen you'll be there."
"Bloody waste of time he stood up, c'mon we'll join them on this little adventure."
* * *
As they entered the living room they got the end of Giles briefing. Seymour looked up, he had had enough an was bored by the long winded extremely detailed lecture, "Everything alright?"
"Fine. So, do you know where Vanscor is going to rise?" Mephiso tried to sound enthusiastic, he failed.
"A crypt." Giles answered he knew how hard it would be finding the right one.
Buffy looked at her watcher. "Oh, they're aren't many of them in Sunnydale!"
"Well I'm not a oracle. I've told you what I know." Giles was on the defensive.
"Well your lucky day, a few owe me favours. I'll go and see what they know." Mephiso headed for the door.
"Huh? Who owes you favours?" Xander was scared that he was falling behind.
"Oracles." Mephiso left.