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[_rayne]

I had a bit of a detour in my quest to locate the slayer and the rest of those who disappeared from the party. A young man, Andrew, tracked me down at my motel and wants me to do some sort of magic for him, reverse a spell of some sort. He complained of losing his ability to do magic. Lovely. I told him I'd be happy to investigate the matter and

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[_faith_]

"Yeah, whatever." I wanna hit him, but I don't have a real good reason except just that he pissed me off. "You stabbed him with a silver knife. You know how fuckin' nasty that looked?" I glare at him. "I'm not kiddin'. Stay away from him."

I whirl around, resistin' the temptation to pound on him. I don't turn my back to him, though. Don't trust him that much.

[_rayne]

Hmm, expected to be flat on my back by this time--I wonder what her game is.

I sigh, somewhat dramatically. "I really had no idea what effect silver has on a werewolf, having never encountered one before," I say, plucking the small dagger out of my pocket. "But really...does this look lethal to you?" I hold it out to her. "I hardly hoped it would stop him at all."

The last is no lie, I knew he'd backed off on his own, not because of the flesh wound. "I'm doing my best to find your friends, Faith, but I have to tell you, it's looking rather like they are no longer in this dimension."

[_faith_]

"Tell me somethin' I don't know." Irritated, I slap the dagger out of his hand, watchin' it fall to the ground. "We know where they are. We just don't know how to get 'em back. Yet."

[_rayne]

I blink. They know? Bloody nice of wolf-boy to fill me in while I'm doing spell after spell trying to figure it out!

I clear my throat. "Well, where the hell are they and why didn't anyone bother telling me? Oh, yes, because I'm the bad guy. Lovely, how much time have I wasted on these bloody spells? So where are they, pray tell?"

[_faith_]

I don't want to tell him, 'cause I feel like bein' a pain in the ass. But if he's really been workin' on spells to try to get them back and not just feedin' me a line, I guess I should.

I smirk, makin' him wait for my answer, and finally I say, "They're in 1830 right now. England, to be more specific. Nice, huh?"

[_rayne]

That surprises me. "Time travel--how incredibly...er, horrible?" I offer. The idea fascinates me--I rather wish I'd gotten sent on that particular ride--but you know, best to show sympathy. I suppose that could explain the results of my spells as well as an alternate dimension could.

Then I frown. "All of them? Because I got wildly different results when I looked for Ripper as opposed to Buffy or the vampire."

[_faith_]

I shrug. "Nah, I dunno where everyone else is. Just B and a couple of the others are in England."

[_rayne]

Interesting. Well, I suppose that bit of chaotic mojo I tossed on at the end may be what separated them all, but I can't be sure. Especially as I still have no idea what Zabuto's talisman was actually supposed to accomplish.

"So, you've no idea where the others are...still, I suppose it's a good bet they time travelled as well. How exactly did you figure this out?"

[_faith_]

I lean back against the wall, hands in my pockets, one leg propped against it, lookin' over at him. "We got a letter from Cordy, who's pretendin' to be some English noblewoman." I snort. "Dunno how it got to us from the 1830s, but that ain't my problem to worry about." I shrug.

[_rayne]

Hmm, neat trick. Too bad it only worked in one direction. "Well, if nothing else it tells us that they are indeed in this dimension, or the letter wouldn't have reached you. Surprised Ripper didn't think of that one."

I eye her, wondering if she has indeed decided against avenging wolfboy. "That opens an entirely new can of worms--but there are some spells I can attempt if you want me to keep on with it. Unless you geniuses have come up with a way to get them back already? In which case, I have other business I could be attending to."