Funny thing about throwing a picnic in honor of you not going anywhere. You kinda have to actually throw it. So, consider the picnic inevitable but postponed. Or, evitable. Because, putting 'in' at the front usually means -- not. Right ( Read more... )

Hello, Paradisa! It is I, Xander Harris. I speak English and all you'll be getting from me is English unless you want some really poorly thrown together French. But, sudden language barriers popping up aside, a new -- or, an old -- well, a, a friend of mine told me that there were plans for a um, a -- post-emptive goodbye picnic. For, for me, ( Read more... )

Okay, so, trading one Scottish and very cold castle for a … magic one. Gotta say, I’m liking the less of a kilt thing. I never really got the kilt, the why’s and the wherefore’s of what really comes down to...a man-skirt. A skirt for men. It’s not manly. Does it attract women? And guys, wear underwear. There are people in that pub who aren’t drunk ( Read more... )

[Xander knows he's going to regret this, but it needs to be done.]

Soooo....I've been doing some thinking. About my loss. I keep experimenting to see what I can get away with and what works, and...okay, well...here's the thing. It's a thing of slightly embarrassing standards, and I don't doubt mocking will commence....

[a deep breath.]So with my ( Read more... )

[So..Xander was around. And then he fell asleep. And he's been asleep for over a week now. If anyone was looking for him, Willow or Jilly probably told them he was asleep. Tucked into his bed like an adorable sleepy thing ( Read more... )

[Sweets is wandering into the game room, just looking for something to do after the long day. Maybe he'll play some video games. Maybe he'll just play some music. He isn't entirely sure yet, but he's stopping when he passes one of the tables and spots an old cowboy figurine that's lying around ( Read more... )

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[Xander woke up in the clinic this morning feeling very sore and groggy. He hazily remembers a lot of surprise drinks from Lorne, a terrible awesome interesting rendition of "Rawhide", and not much else. If he did remember, he would remember accidentally jumping off of the stage at Caritas and knocking his head a couple times on the way down ( Read more... )

[It's a normal night in Caritas. People are badly slaughtering well known classics, while other people drunkly listen to them, somehow thinking they're the best singers who ever lived. Same old show as usual. Lorne winces as someone hits a particularly bad high note]

Oh honey, I think the blackbird is singing in the dead of night for a reason.

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[Xander has spent most of his time in the library, and some time in between doing various things like helping Ray with the video cameras, and checking in with Lorne at Caritas. Really, anywhere he can stick his Xander nose in, he's been sticking it in. There was a break in the wee hours for some sleep and a shower, and there was food because every ( Read more... )