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Went after the giant last night, all of us armed with tranq guns. Buffy didn't seem too thrilled with hers, got the feelin' she'd rather have an axe or somethin', but Peaches insists we can't kill any of the fairy tale creatures. It was a pain makin' Prince Annoyin' stay back at the hotel. Yeah, keep your distance from my woman, you horse-faced nancy boy. That's one I wouldn't mind puttin' a sword through.
Cornered the big guy in the parking lot of a strip mall. He was makin' quite a scene, people were screamin' and tryin' to get their cars out before they got stomped on. Started pumpin' him full of darts, but I gotta say, the guy was tough. Took all four of us emptyin' our guns into him before he fell. Faith was a real spitfire, shouting taunts up at him. He almost flattened Angel with his boot, 'cept I got a mite ticked aff after he nearly knocked Buffy over and charged at him, emptying three or four more darts into him. Quite a bang when he fell over. A shame about that cop car that was parked there.
Anyway, took all of us to haul him into the truck, but he's all magically trussed up out in the courtyard now, just waitin' to be sent back to his bloody beanstalk. Fred and Watcherboy Jr. tranqed the Wolf and wrestled him into the new cage in the basement. Hotel's gettin' pretty bloody crowded, thinkin' it's about time to do the spell, eh? 'Cept Peaches is off broodin' about somethin'. Can't say I wasn't feelin' a bit down myself when I saw the cage...
Cornered the big guy in the parking lot of a strip mall. He was makin' quite a scene, people were screamin' and tryin' to get their cars out before they got stomped on. Started pumpin' him full of darts, but I gotta say, the guy was tough. Took all four of us emptyin' our guns into him before he fell. Faith was a real spitfire, shouting taunts up at him. He almost flattened Angel with his boot, 'cept I got a mite ticked aff after he nearly knocked Buffy over and charged at him, emptying three or four more darts into him. Quite a bang when he fell over. A shame about that cop car that was parked there.
Anyway, took all of us to haul him into the truck, but he's all magically trussed up out in the courtyard now, just waitin' to be sent back to his bloody beanstalk. Fred and Watcherboy Jr. tranqed the Wolf and wrestled him into the new cage in the basement. Hotel's gettin' pretty bloody crowded, thinkin' it's about time to do the spell, eh? 'Cept Peaches is off broodin' about somethin'. Can't say I wasn't feelin' a bit down myself when I saw the cage...