It's early evening, and a pair of men are sitting close together at a small table outside a little cafe. It looks like tea or coffee now, although there are the remnants of something that might have been a light supper or possibly dessert. Giles is dressed somewhat uncharacteristically in an old leather jacket that looks like it could have been ( Read more... )

A video feed cuts on suddenly, the image wobbling around and accompanied by a high-pitched beeping for a moment, until it settles into stability and silence. The screen shows a wide-angle view of a double bed, occupied by two bodies, one of which is a grumbling Giles, sitting up and rubbing a hand over his face ( Read more... )

Mirrors haven't been high on Dawn's list of priorities since they brought her back from Wolfram and Hart. Her arm is in a cast courtesy of Dr. McCoy, and every single part of her aches. It's pretty obvious whatever stares back from the mirror is going to be a refugee from the latest Lifetime movie, not the face she's used to seeing. There's no ( Read more... )

Giles is feeling a little more comfortable with certain items of a technological nature, as evidenced by the fact that he's wrangled himself an armchair from the hatch. His tablet (now semi-disguised as a book, thank you Kindle covers) is propped on a table so he can record and move around at the same time, and this is precisely what he's doing -- ( Read more... )

"I dost think I shall get one with all the toppings. And that dost include the anchovies. It twas not just a line when I said I always liked fish to the fine Namora ( Read more... )

As Taxon tricks went, this was a novel one ( Read more... )

The feed shows Angelus walking down a dark corridor in the basement of Wolfram & Hart. A triumphant, smug sort of grin is plastered to his lips and in his arms, he's carrying something-- a chained something, as the sound of metal clinking against metal gives away. He rounds a corner and continues walking until he comes to a table, where he drops ( Read more... )

Having casually moved into Wayne Manor - she took over the tower nearest the library, claiming a bedroom and then the room above it for her weaponry and books - Enfys has been occupied in the aftermath with fussing around Morgana and establishing herself in the household here. (She may have all but piddled on the floor to mark out the kitchen as ( Read more... )

Unlike Dawn's usual entries, this one is short and to the point ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )