[visual] Oh teachers are my lessons done I cannot do another one

Feb 22, 2010 15:20

There is a library. For some, a rather familiar-looking one. And the familiar-looking image of Giles standing next to the stacks, pouring over a large and very old volume. It would seem he's finally discovered what the 'aliens' decided to kidnap along with him. Although their sense of time seems to have been just a bit off.

He has his tablet (still in the standard form it took upon his arrival, as he's been extremely hesitant to play around with it) clutched in one hand. It's unclear whether he's aware he's transmitting a visual signal as well as audio, or if he simply assumes that's how it's supposed to work.

"Right, um...Buffy? I'm guessing it'll be easier for you to just find me than for me to give you directions. But if we could meet here at the library, that would be much more convenient for me.

I suppose I should also ask...just in general. Is there anything the- the 'me' who was here before did that I should be aware of? It would makes things far less excruciatingly awkward, I think.

Faith...I do owe you an apology."

[ooc: So Giles has found his library, lovingly recreated in all its pre-explosion glory. He knows it can't possibly actually be the same library, but he pretty much doesn't care. Open! ETA: Aaaand now correctly formatted, I hope. >.<]

{ wesley wyndam-pryce, { tara maclay, { rupert giles, { dawn summers, { faith lehane, buffy summers, { ethan rayne, { james t. kirk

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