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[Aug. 29th, 2006|04:34 pm]
New day


[Current Location |New Watchers Council Headquarters]
[Current Mood |busybusy]
[Current Music |If I could turn back time - Cher]

It'd taken thirty phone calls,ten favors, and a bottle of pure virgin's blood to finally get the demons to move. The Partners were highly impressed,and I was the talk of the office.

Now all that was left to do was pay Mr. Giles a visit. I grabbed all the necessary signed paperwork, and my ourse before heading out of the office. I got in my car and drove to the Watchers Counicl's new headqaurters.

A few ripples of ungoldly traffic later, I'd arrived. I parked my car at the gates,grabbed my purse and the packet holding the paperwork. I then walked inside, I stopped at the front desk,in their lavish looking lobby.

I shook my head as I looked around. 'They always did like to be showy' I thought as I looked at the young girl at the desk. I smiled my case winning smile. "Hello I'm here to see Mr. Rupert Giles. I have something for him"

((Open to Giles))

From: giles_th_ripper
2006-08-30 04:57 pm (UTC)
I give her the visitors' tour. Nothing she didn't already know, I'm sure. She's probably not impressed. Let's go for the money shot.

"I don't know how much this may mean to you, but I want you to see what you saved," I tell her while we walk into a display section of the library.

We keep certain prize manuscripts in here. As well as the honor plaque.

"This isn't a recruitment center, so we don't have many images, but here's what we have," I say, and lead her in front of a wall with pictures of Eilean Donan castle, pictures of the grounds, and several breathtakingly beautiful aerial shots.

"Here's a honor plaque of all the people who were Head Girl and Head Boy in the Academy. I was less than peaceful and studious in my youth, so you won't find my name among them."

I run my hand over the rows of names on the marble plaque, making sure her gaze falls on Wesley Wyndham-Pryce as she follows my movement. I keep talking while I watch her.

"The cross you see after some names indicates that they died in the line of duty. We have no insignia for fallen Watchers," I say, flicking a finger over the name Gwendolyn Post.

I'm sure Lilah knows about Gwendolyn Post, the Watcher who led Faith astray. After all, not so long ago, Lilah hired Faith to kill Angel. I'm also sure, that when I mentioned fallen Watchers, Lilah's eyes were on another name and her mind on another person.

When the memory fades, I hope she might consider how can she plot my own downfall. I need her to think that she can trap me.
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[User Picture]From: notquitegood
2006-08-30 05:20 pm (UTC)
I followed him around and just nodded and smiled as he talked. I glanced at the manuscripts and photos. I stopped and took a long look at the marble plaque. I noted all the names and the crosses next to a lot of them.

I found Wesley's name easily. I sighed in relief that he didn't have a cross next to his name. I was still looking at Wesley's name, as I spoke. "Perhaps you should come up with a more honorable insignia"

I turned back around to face him,trying to keep my voice from showing any bitterness or sadness. "It's quite an exquisite room. I'd expect nothing less from such an establishment." I gave him a smile, a genuine smile.
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