20th Century Boy
At any other time, this encounter would have been fraught in bitterness and accusations. Instead, a weary sorcerer sank into an old colleague’s couch. “Never expected you’d need my help.”
Giles brought in the tea service. “Never expected to see you again.”
“The military wasn’t for me.” The sardonic laugh died when Giles’ didn’t get the joke. “Really, Rupert. You don’t call, you don’t write, you don’t even send me spam.”
“You’d probably send a virus right back,” Giles grumbled back.
Surprised, Ethan laughed. “Those kids dragged you into the new century, eh?”
Giles cracked a smile. “Kicking and screaming.”
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Giles brought in the tea service. “Never expected to see you again.”
“The military wasn’t for me.” The sardonic laugh died when Giles’ didn’t get the joke. “Really, Rupert. You don’t call, you don’t write, you don’t even send me spam.”
“You’d probably send a virus right back,” Giles grumbled back.
Surprised, Ethan laughed. “Those kids dragged you into the new century, eh?”
Giles cracked a smile. “Kicking and screaming.”
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