"So G, what's up?" Faith asked, jumping up onto the desk in the center of
the library.
Giles removed his glasses and wiped them on his shirt, before returning them. "I believe we may have trouble."
"What kind?" Buffy asked, sitting down in a chair beside Faith. "The 'piece of cake' kind of trouble, the 'tough, but nothing you cant do' kind of trouble, or the 'you're going to die' kind of trouble?"
"Um-. . Well-. ." He said, but shook her question off. "Have you heard of 'The Three'?"
"Three blind mice?" Buffy asked, perking up. "No, wait. . Let me try again?"
Giles shook his head. "The Three are warrior vampires that are hired to avenge someone, or something that has been stolen or killed," he said.
"And let me guess, someone sent this three after us?" Faith asked. "Well, lets go slay 'em."
"Faith, I'm afraid it isn't that simple. They're quite strong."
"Yes, but two Slayers together must be stronger," Faith said. "What? You don't think we can take them?"
"To be quite honest, no, I don't," he said. "You need more training. You don't seem to realize, that slaying is a serious matter. It isn't meant to come second, you aren't meant to have a-. ."
"Life," Faith cut in. "Blah, blah, blah. We don't care Giles. We're young, and we don't get a long life span. So, we're gonna enjoy it."
"Faith, this is no joking matter. The Three are very powerful, and very strong."
"And how do you know they're after us?" she asked. "I don't see them attacking."
"I have my sources," he said. "I know of Slayers who have been killed by The Three. They aren't easy to beat. That is why I suggest we start training, right now."
"Why not? You already ruined our night with all this depressing stuff," Buffy mumbled, following Faith over to the weapons.
Giles removed his glasses and wiped them on his shirt, before returning them. "I believe we may have trouble."
"What kind?" Buffy asked, sitting down in a chair beside Faith. "The 'piece of cake' kind of trouble, the 'tough, but nothing you cant do' kind of trouble, or the 'you're going to die' kind of trouble?"
"Um-. . Well-. ." He said, but shook her question off. "Have you heard of 'The Three'?"
"Three blind mice?" Buffy asked, perking up. "No, wait. . Let me try again?"
Giles shook his head. "The Three are warrior vampires that are hired to avenge someone, or something that has been stolen or killed," he said.
"And let me guess, someone sent this three after us?" Faith asked. "Well, lets go slay 'em."
"Faith, I'm afraid it isn't that simple. They're quite strong."
"Yes, but two Slayers together must be stronger," Faith said. "What? You don't think we can take them?"
"To be quite honest, no, I don't," he said. "You need more training. You don't seem to realize, that slaying is a serious matter. It isn't meant to come second, you aren't meant to have a-. ."
"Life," Faith cut in. "Blah, blah, blah. We don't care Giles. We're young, and we don't get a long life span. So, we're gonna enjoy it."
"Faith, this is no joking matter. The Three are very powerful, and very strong."
"And how do you know they're after us?" she asked. "I don't see them attacking."
"I have my sources," he said. "I know of Slayers who have been killed by The Three. They aren't easy to beat. That is why I suggest we start training, right now."
"Why not? You already ruined our night with all this depressing stuff," Buffy mumbled, following Faith over to the weapons.