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[demon_dog_prom]

I walk from the Magic Box with my little carton containing the Orb tucked under my arm. It was interesting to interact with the Slayer's posse, and I'm glad I got at least half of the magic items I need. I doubt that they will contact me with concerns to the Codex, I sense the Watcher didn't want to give it to me

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[jon_levinson]

Oh great.

I stood up, a rain of dice clattering to the floor around my feet.

"Tucker, what are you doing here?" I turned to Andrew, "Did you tell him where our hide-out was? How can we have a secret lair, if it isn't secret?"

I shook my head. I wasn't even sure I wanted to be here, and now more people know where we are, and what is going on?

Great, I'm going to jail...do you know what they do to guys like me in jail?

[bond_wannabe]

I watch our D&D game collapsing at Jonathan's feet, and at first am totally miffed. I think he just threw the dice everywhere cause he was upset my dwarf was totally overtaking his paladin.

But then I look up.

It was like what Han Solo must've felt as that door opened in Cloud City to see Darth Vader on the otherside. A chill, but also excitement.

Tucker.

He was home.

I turn to Jonathan. "Of course I told him, he's my brother...he taught me all of this! We couldn't not give him the heads up!"

I turn back to Tucker, "Tuck! Hey!"

[jon_levinson]

I muttered, "It's as though you don't get what secret hideaway meant. And if you didn't notice, he broke the door in, he didn't know Doofus."

I'll admit it. I never forgave Tucker for almost ruining my prom. I mean, I had a date and everything. What if she'd gotten eaten? Or I had.

No, I didn't like Tucker at all. One more person in a growing list of people I can not trust.

I started picking up my dice, and waited. I did wonder what disco-meanie wanted, but I wasn't going to ask!

[demon_dog_prom]

"Chill out Jonathan, no need to worry."

I watch as he struggles to pick up the dice. Time to show them what I've learned.

"Here, let me help you with that."

I raise my hand up in the air, and all the dice shoot up off the ground as if they were pulled their by invisible strings. They now hung in the air. I make a circular motion with my finger and the dice zoom around Jonathan's head in an awkward halo, before settling into his palm with the dice he had already gathered.

I knew Jonathan didn't care for me. Not like it was a secret, he wasn't the best for hiding his feelings. He wore his expressions openly, but it was totally worth using magic just to freak him out a bit.

"So," I say, lowering my hand and plopping down into a chair nearby, "nice little digs you got here, not quite what I'd call an evil lair, but I guess it'll do."

[mk_warren_hpy]

I haven't felt as much like me in days. Weeks maybe. It's like I've been sleep walking forever. Just woke up with my head stuck in the fridge or about to take a fatal step off a cliff. Paused. Drew my foot back. Realized how worn my sneakers were.

And I wonder: why didn't they wake me? I know: yadda yadda yadda blah blah blah never wake a sleepwalker cakes, but it's worth it to be able to use my brain again without the clouds. Little bitches. They liked the little game too much, that's it. Got too comfy in my holding pattern. It's high time for a slap in the face. We've only just begun.

There's something brewing outside my bedroom door. One voice too many, but no alarms. No sounds of combat.

I turn away from her (although I know now that I never will again. She's all around me. Inside me. I breathe her in and she travels through my blood to my heart. Like always.) and unlock my door.

"Well. Well. Well. Wells."

Two of them.

[bond_wannabe]

I turn to the sound of the opening door. He's awake. I had been wondering where he'd gotten to.

"Warren! Guess what!!! Tucker's here, isn't it great! It's like...it's like...the Emperor coming to visit Darth Vader at the Death Star!"

I know I sound stupid, but they can't imagine how much of a thrill it is for me to see Tucker. It's been a long time, ever since he left Sunnydale a while back, he kind of disappeared. So it has been a long time coming. Not to mention he taught me everything I know, I owe it all to him. He's like Mr. Miyagi, and I am merely Daniel-san.

"Not to mention, he was doing magic before you came out. Tucker's like a warlock now...or something. Right?"

[jon_levinson]

Oh God. Hero worship, again.

And he was so NOT using magick before me. Willow told me about magick when I was a junior, and I've been doing magic ever since.

[jon_levinson]

Oh sure, show me up.

"I can do that, I just didn't wnat to." Tucker gave me the chills. I knew he wasn't on our side, and I didn't know whose side he was on.

His maybe.

"What do you want?" I scowled at him.

[demon_dog_prom]

"Jonathan! Tsk tsk, don't be rude! I decide to come visit you all and you automatically leap to conclusions. Is that all the more you think of me

[jon_levinson]

I looked at it. I'd heard a story back in highschool about the slayer's boyfriend. Something about a soul.

"Mr. Giles used to have a paper weight that looked like that. What's your idea?" I was skeptical.

After all, in reality, I didn't want to be here, I just didn't know how to get out. I was ashamed of what we did to Buffy. I wanted out. But I can't.

I sat back in my cool chair.

"So?"

[mk_warren_hpy]

"So you're a man-witch now," I interrupt.

I didn't know they let you cross over like that: demons to magic. I know they seem related, but (as I understand it) it'd be sort of like if I took up music. It's all based on scales and math, but engineering it's not.

But Tucker appears to have some cute tricks, and a point. The security cameras are there for a reason. I mean, what were they doing out here that they were too busy to be on watch? I can't keep an eye on them every second. I have things to do.

More things, now.

"And, basically, you're asking to join up and you've brought a little present to help pave the way, right?"

Sometimes you have to just cut through the bullshit.

[demon_dog_prom]

"Join up? No. I have my own thing to attend to and I really don't want to interrupt your little...Trek club or whatever you have going on here. But a present, yes. While I don't necessairly care about what you do here, Andrew is my baby brother after all, and I want to look after him in that respect. So I brought something so you don't get trounced by the vampire or the witch friends of the Slayer you just happened to put in a coma."

I sometimes hated Warren, I didn't know how Andrew could continuously spend time with him. He was abrasive, and a jerk...and well...kind of like me.

Hm...ok, I do get it.

"Anyway...as you may or may not know, the Orb of Thesulah can be used in soul restoration curses. To grant a soul back to a creature that has done henious deeds without one can be a detrimental blow, as it can throw that person into a state of remorse and despair that could last decades. It would be a crippling blow and a good distraction."

I pause.

"Now which of Buffy's friends is totally without a soul?"

[bond_wannabe]

..without a soul.

Oh. I know!

"I KNOW!" I scream out, nearly falling out of my chair with enthusiasm to show Tucker I am following what he's saying.

Though...maybe I over did it, as everyone is looking at me like I was that kid in class in 2nd Grade.

Well the joke's on them.

I WAS that kid in class in 2nd Grade.

"Spike, right?! He's so cool with that jacket and accent. He's like a modern day James Dean with a 007 edge to him. I wish that I could..."

More awkward stares.

"...ahem, yes right. Spike. We're going to re-ensoul Spike?"