"You are not old," Wesley told Rupert, shaking his head. He knew that he was in better shape that a lot of men around even Wesley's own age. Part and parcel of having to train a Slayer.
Heading out to the living room, he laughed when Rupert offered to call the Chinese takeaway while he did...whatever to the computer. "If I kick, I don't think Andrew would be very appreciative as then you'd never get your e-mail, love," he told him as he sat down at the table and powered the laptop up.
While he waited for the computer to cycle to the log-in screen, he watched as Rupert placed the call and made their order, remembering what he liked. He felt his heart ache a bit at that - even after so many years, he still remembered.
"I would imagine the Council is still using the same mail server names and addresses, even if the equipment had to be replaced when you rebuilt," he said as he opened up his mail client to set up a log-in for his lover. Looking over, he raised his eyebrow, watching as the other man started flipping through the papers they had brough back with them from the office. "Rupert, I need your e-mail ID and your password so we can download your mail."
When Wesley laughed, Giles grinned. It was something he hadn't heard a lot of since coming there. He knew times were tough on the lot of them but he missed hearing Wesley laugh. It was so simple, and almost child-like. Giles sometimes wondered if Roger had forbid Wesley to laugh as a child.
"Huh?" he finally asked as he looked up from the papers. "Oh, yes, right, my log-in name is r.giles and my password is..." He paused for a second and looked at his lover. "I'll have you know Xander was the one who set the account up for me and thought the password to be quite amusing, and if you laugh, I'll make sure you pay for it."
Giles cleared his throat, knowing he still had to give the ruddy password to Wesley. "It's gman69. Go ahead, laugh like a little schoolgirl," he said, waiting for Wesley's reaction. "And yes, I do know what '69' is and I'm quite good at it."
As Rupert told him his login name for the Council e-mail system, Wesley tapped it in then looked up, waiting for the password. He could see that his lover really apparently didn't want to give it to him, making him wonder what in the hell Xander had made it.
"It can't be that bad, love. I promise not to laugh," he said, sitting back a bit and waiting until finally, he told him.
Remembering Rupert's threat, he pursed his lips together and typed it in. As he did, he felt the laugh threatening to spill, so he bit down.
That worked until Rupert mentioned that he knew what 69 stood for and that he was quite good at it. "No complaints from me on that front," he managed to push out, having to swallow the laugh that bubbled up. He hit the retrieve button on the e-mail program and watched as it accessed, several messages downloading.
"Here. You want me to print out Andrew's message," he asked before hiding his face for a moment.
Heading out to the living room, he laughed when Rupert offered to call the Chinese takeaway while he did...whatever to the computer. "If I kick, I don't think Andrew would be very appreciative as then you'd never get your e-mail, love," he told him as he sat down at the table and powered the laptop up.
While he waited for the computer to cycle to the log-in screen, he watched as Rupert placed the call and made their order, remembering what he liked. He felt his heart ache a bit at that - even after so many years, he still remembered.
"I would imagine the Council is still using the same mail server names and addresses, even if the equipment had to be replaced when you rebuilt," he said as he opened up his mail client to set up a log-in for his lover. Looking over, he raised his eyebrow, watching as the other man started flipping through the papers they had brough back with them from the office. "Rupert, I need your e-mail ID and your password so we can download your mail."
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"Huh?" he finally asked as he looked up from the papers. "Oh, yes, right, my log-in name is r.giles and my password is..." He paused for a second and looked at his lover. "I'll have you know Xander was the one who set the account up for me and thought the password to be quite amusing, and if you laugh, I'll make sure you pay for it."
Giles cleared his throat, knowing he still had to give the ruddy password to Wesley. "It's gman69. Go ahead, laugh like a little schoolgirl," he said, waiting for Wesley's reaction. "And yes, I do know what '69' is and I'm quite good at it."
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"It can't be that bad, love. I promise not to laugh," he said, sitting back a bit and waiting until finally, he told him.
Remembering Rupert's threat, he pursed his lips together and typed it in. As he did, he felt the laugh threatening to spill, so he bit down.
That worked until Rupert mentioned that he knew what 69 stood for and that he was quite good at it. "No complaints from me on that front," he managed to push out, having to swallow the laugh that bubbled up. He hit the retrieve button on the e-mail program and watched as it accessed, several messages downloading.
"Here. You want me to print out Andrew's message," he asked before hiding his face for a moment.
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