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Who: Giles, Tara and Willow
Where: L.A.; The Hyperion
When: Night, right after this thread
Status: In progress
Willow could have told Giles that this hotel was as warded as one could ward a semi-public place. Which, now that Angel lived in it was it still a public place? Did it count if a vampire, even if he had a soul, was living in it? Wow, complicated that. Anyway, the place was as warded as it could get.
She could sense it and she had no doubt so could Tara. If the red-head had to wager a guess she'd have said it probably had been the other Ex-watcher guy working for Angel now. Wesley she recalled if vaguely, had been familiar with magic. Considering that he was, used to be... whatever, a Watcher? Made sense of the logical kind that he did.
Still, stronger wards and stuff couldn't hurt. She'd ask him later about the wards Wesley had put up so he wouldn't, you know, feel all trampled over. Cause that would be off the bad. Especially since she'd seen him already hiding out in his office.
Some people were apparently gonna go drinking for joy of reuning, even if they didn't even know each other. Others hid away from the crowd in general. And some - herself included - went to work wishing after kinda countless of trips with books up the stairs they had some help.
Lots of strongness in the hotel and no help. Typical. Of course they were all occupied. Buffy with Angel, which Willow tried not to think about. The rest with the-- whatever. But they managed to put all the tombs Giles had dragged along into the room Cordy had waved them too before she slipped into the office as well.
"Okay," Willow said, eyeing the array of books haphazardly but with a system! Strewn across the room. She could sense some left over magic in the room, which probably meant this was like... a magic room. Maybe they used it to do their magic here? Would make sense if Cordy pointed them here. No time to think about it though, they had work to do.
"Okay," she repeated herself, putting her hands on her hips, "so what first? Taking inventory? Finding the books? Making sure we got everything and if not ask where to get the missing stuff or... get something to eat first? Cause I dunno about you two, but I'm starving."
Where: L.A.; The Hyperion
When: Night, right after this thread
Status: In progress
Willow could have told Giles that this hotel was as warded as one could ward a semi-public place. Which, now that Angel lived in it was it still a public place? Did it count if a vampire, even if he had a soul, was living in it? Wow, complicated that. Anyway, the place was as warded as it could get.
She could sense it and she had no doubt so could Tara. If the red-head had to wager a guess she'd have said it probably had been the other Ex-watcher guy working for Angel now. Wesley she recalled if vaguely, had been familiar with magic. Considering that he was, used to be... whatever, a Watcher? Made sense of the logical kind that he did.
Still, stronger wards and stuff couldn't hurt. She'd ask him later about the wards Wesley had put up so he wouldn't, you know, feel all trampled over. Cause that would be off the bad. Especially since she'd seen him already hiding out in his office.
Some people were apparently gonna go drinking for joy of reuning, even if they didn't even know each other. Others hid away from the crowd in general. And some - herself included - went to work wishing after kinda countless of trips with books up the stairs they had some help.
Lots of strongness in the hotel and no help. Typical. Of course they were all occupied. Buffy with Angel, which Willow tried not to think about. The rest with the-- whatever. But they managed to put all the tombs Giles had dragged along into the room Cordy had waved them too before she slipped into the office as well.
"Okay," Willow said, eyeing the array of books haphazardly but with a system! Strewn across the room. She could sense some left over magic in the room, which probably meant this was like... a magic room. Maybe they used it to do their magic here? Would make sense if Cordy pointed them here. No time to think about it though, they had work to do.
"Okay," she repeated herself, putting her hands on her hips, "so what first? Taking inventory? Finding the books? Making sure we got everything and if not ask where to get the missing stuff or... get something to eat first? Cause I dunno about you two, but I'm starving."