She had been walking through the park to Giles' house when, go figure, a pack of extremely ugly demons blocked her path. On a normal basis she would have been able to fight them off. Unfortunately, she had used quite a bit of power the night before fighting a couple of Medenor demons: large, yellow, reptile like things that tried to eat anything that moved. Despite the snaps they made when they tried to get you between their teeth and the way they walked looking more like stumbles, they were magnificent creatures. So she had used a lot of power and time before they began to wither down.
So here she was. In a park surrounded by Goddess-knows-what in the middle of the night with no protection. Never had she seen anything like these demons. They seemed to be a cross between a cheetah and a dragon with a cat shaped head and glowing eyes, a scaly yet speckled torso, furry, clawed feet, with an orange/green tail to top it off. Yup, she was stuck in a very confusing pickle. Her house was still about five blocks away, but seeing that as her only choice she started off. Not hearing anything chasing after her she stopped to look. Very bad idea. Note to self, turn around for NOTHING. Staring wide-eyed at the flying demons coming her way she heard a shout and felt herself being pulled into a car.
Which lead her here. In Giles' car. Still breathing a bit roughly she turned to look at the older man. After a few minutes speed driving incase the demons chose to follow, Giles sighed and pulled up to his rented house. He pulled into the garage and shut the engine off, though he didn't get out of the car.
Willow bit her lip, ready for a lecture. 'No Willow, bad Willow. You shouldn't be out this late, Willow. I'd think you'd know better.' But it never came. Giles was cleaning his glasses and wiping his forehead. maybe he really is getting too old. But by the look in his eyes, the fire that still blazed there, she thought not. Once exposed to action, it never leaves a person. Especially in the hell mouth. Smiling, she looked at Giles and asked, "So, how was your day?"
"Har har," he answered in his comfortable British accent, though at the moment it seemed a little edgy. "I see you've already met Sunnydale's newest guests. Charming, aren't they? I had to beat it out of Spike to find any information on them." At Willow's disbelieving look, he refrained, "Alright, so I bribed him. Same difference."
So here she was. In a park surrounded by Goddess-knows-what in the middle of the night with no protection. Never had she seen anything like these demons. They seemed to be a cross between a cheetah and a dragon with a cat shaped head and glowing eyes, a scaly yet speckled torso, furry, clawed feet, with an orange/green tail to top it off. Yup, she was stuck in a very confusing pickle. Her house was still about five blocks away, but seeing that as her only choice she started off. Not hearing anything chasing after her she stopped to look. Very bad idea. Note to self, turn around for NOTHING. Staring wide-eyed at the flying demons coming her way she heard a shout and felt herself being pulled into a car.
Which lead her here. In Giles' car. Still breathing a bit roughly she turned to look at the older man. After a few minutes speed driving incase the demons chose to follow, Giles sighed and pulled up to his rented house. He pulled into the garage and shut the engine off, though he didn't get out of the car.
Willow bit her lip, ready for a lecture. 'No Willow, bad Willow. You shouldn't be out this late, Willow. I'd think you'd know better.' But it never came. Giles was cleaning his glasses and wiping his forehead. maybe he really is getting too old. But by the look in his eyes, the fire that still blazed there, she thought not. Once exposed to action, it never leaves a person. Especially in the hell mouth. Smiling, she looked at Giles and asked, "So, how was your day?"
"Har har," he answered in his comfortable British accent, though at the moment it seemed a little edgy. "I see you've already met Sunnydale's newest guests. Charming, aren't they? I had to beat it out of Spike to find any information on them." At Willow's disbelieving look, he refrained, "Alright, so I bribed him. Same difference."
