Giles walked along the hospital corridor slowly, moving the IV stand with him. He could tell it was going to take some time to rebuild his strength. Time they may not have. Something was definitely wrong in the Hellmouth town of Sunnydale ( Read more... )

OOC: unsure where we left off with Giles and Nadine. I do know Anya and Xander were getting reacquainted after her return. I’m going to leave Xander and Anya….in various states of undress. Giles will have spent another night of researching and drinking, waiting for Nadine to come around the next morning ( Read more... )

Giles clicked off the television with a sigh. Even stuck in a hospital bed, he still found American tv inane, especially day time tv. He still had the oxygen tube at his nose and an IV in his left arm. That he found annoying as well, the hospital staff assuming he was right handed, had put the IV in his left arm and wouldn't switch once he was ( Read more... )

Giles doubled over coughing. He leaned against the wall outside his condo trying to regain his breath. The Watcher wasn't sure if he could make it back into his place and back onto the sofa ( Read more... )

Bloody goddamn head cold. I feel foggy as a London night. I can't seem to think straight. Probably doesn't matter that Buffy hasn't been around asking for help with patrols or research, I wouldn't be of any help at this moment ( Read more... )

Giles held the door to his room open for Nadine. He found the text fascinating but confusing. What little they had from ancient cuneiform texts were never this complete or clear. Someone had taken great care to pass this down or research it before this. Once inside, he kicked off his shoes. "Please, make yourself at home. I'll order up something to ( Read more... )

Giles looked at the whisky bottle on the coffee table in front of him and frowned. Getting up he tossed the bottle behind some books on a bookshelf ( Read more... )

Giles raised his head and blinked. He had fallen asleep researching again. The two shots of whisky hadn't hurt either. The Watcher stood up and stretched. He needed a shower, food, coffee or tea and a focus other than the books ( Read more... )

Giles looked over his notes and sighed. He wasn't sure how long he had been at it this time. The Watcher stood and stretched, gathering his notes. He was still kicking around the idea of making his services available to what was left of the Watcher's Council and reforming the training program. With all the Slayers now, the was a desperate need for ( Read more... )

Rome - the birth of civilization. Where the Vatican is, the archives with the most extensive occult library known in existence. And I have access ( Read more... )