Reporting for Duty

[watcherlad]

Who: Andrew, Giles, Wesley
When: A little before noon, a few days after Andrew has arrived in Hope Falls
Where: Giles' Office at the Manor
Status: Incomplete

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[watcher_pryce]

The look Andrew received from Wesley this time was one of pure horror mixed with utter bemusement. Bubbles? Really? No he couldn't grasp the concept. Bubbles? And this boy was going to train a Slayer for gods sake? Wesley took a moment to despair for the youth of this nation. Bubbles. The look shifted from Andrew to Giles in the hopes that the older Watcher had hopefully heard the bubble remark as well. It seemed clear right away though that he hadn't.

For some reason this annoyed Wesley. He had noticed that Giles was elsewhere with his mind a lot of the time lately. Ever since the bloody incident with the man's maybe girlfriend. At last this Niklas seemed a capable watcher, if she wasn't huddling in a corner talking in strange voices which weren't her own. Then there was Miss Riley who was obviously not fully human. And bubble boy, as Wesley dubbed Andrew, no doubt Cordelia's influence, or possibly Dawn's.

And these were the watchers who were going to oversee the horde of Slayers under their care. Oh yes, things were going *smashing*. Absolutely bloody wonderful.

"Bubbles," Wesley muttered under his breath, giving Andrew a weary look. Just to tease him he was almost tempted to ask about what soap the boy used, but the very thought of the answer alone horrified him. "Strange boy."

Sighing, he sat down in a nearby chair and resisted the urge to get out pen and paper when Giles finally decided to join them and started to explain about this meeting he mentioned. A meeting was highly over due and *would* have taken place some time ago if certain Watchers hadn't decided to have their own demonic freak out.

"Travels? You don't say," Wesley murmured, turning his focus back on Andrew, "Have you been exploring the world of bubbles all over then have you?" he asked, keeping his face as well as the tone of his voice quite serious.

"I'm certain the impressive talent to blow bubbles with a pipe will come quite useful," he said to Giles, not quite using the same seriousness he had taken with Andrew, though the corners of his lips twitched a bit. "Especially when battling the extinct Raplish demon. It's common knowledge that soap means the end of them."