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Dekkon ruffled his hair and knocked firmly on the Giles apartment. It was time to begin a different focus. Lilah was off balance enough for now.
He knew he looked impish as hell, much like Oz had in Willow's eyes. He was counting on it.
Willow came to the door and peered out the little hole to see who it was. Dekkon. She opened the door and smiled. "Hey Dekkon.. "
"Hello, fraulein Willow," Dekkon said with a smile. "I bring a book I think Herr Giles would like. Is he in?"
"Ah actually he's in the shower but you can come in." She moves out of the doorway and grins "And please.. call me Willow.. I'm not that old."
"Then I would have called you Frau," Dekkon grinned. "I understand you have magic, ja? Perhaps you could help? Ever since Ethan attack I cannot control angry burst of energy."
Willow gestured to the couch and sat down herself. "Oh.. I wasn't sure.. I don't know much ..uh.. German." God she hoped she got that right. "You can't control it how? Your aim? Or getting it to go or what?"
"I get angry and it is difficult to keep from blasting jerk from chair," Dekkon blushed. "I must go into stairway and blast concrete stairs."
Willow laughs a bit. "Well.. mostly I think you just need to try and control your anger.. if you don't.. you could wind up like me.. that's not a good thing." she grinned. "Try throwing things first? Like physically just breaking something.. little.. instead of.. destroying foundation."
"Like you?" Dekkon asked, looking puzzled. "You are beautiful, have very intelligent fiancee and are friend with Slayers. What would be wrong with you?"
Willow blinked a little "When I get angry I ... get evil. That's putting it mildly I guess. It's hard to keep my anger under control." she blushed sheepishly.
Dekkon's eyes widened slightly. "You do? Wow. Is massive, ja? I mean major thing. May I ask something about past?"
Willow shrugged a bit "Yeah go ahead.. ask away.. and yeah.. it's bad when it happens."
"I need someone to trust," Dekkon said slowly, as if pondering. "Lilah is boss. You and others fight for good, maybe can help me, not just with magic."
She tilted her head to the side. "Not just with magic? Well what can I help with then Dekkon?"
"You do not have silver knife on you, do you?" Dekkon asked softly with a hopeful smile.
Willow thought for a moment. "Silver knife? Maybe.. probably.. in my room."
"I mean, do you automatically assume werewolf is evil?" Dekkon glanced at the door, as if gauging how far away it was, depending on her answer.
Willow's eyes went rather wide. "Oooh.. werewolves? No.. not evil no. I uh.. my first boyfriend was a werewolf. I was fine with it." she smiles a bit.
Dekkon relaxed visibly. "I am werewolf. I sometimes can control on moons but not always. You say first boyfriend was? Did he have to be killed?"
"Oooh.. you are?" Willow smiled and then shook her head. "No no.. he's still alive actually.. he .. left me to go be with another werewolf but." she shrugs. "He's alive as far as I know. We though.. I mean.. we didn't want him hurting people so he kept himself in a cage."
"Is good, could perhaps help me like that?" Dekkon asked shyly. "Slayer won't kill me?"
She shook her head. "Nah.. I doubt it.. maybe tranquilize you if you get wolfy" she giggled. "You.. want to be locked up?" she asked gently.
"Sometimes I not remember," Dekkon said slowly, looking down at his hands. "I lock away in shed or something. Sometimes I wake up and everything destroyed. I fear hurting someone."
Willow reached out and touched his hands, putting her own on top of his. "Well figure it out... we built a cage before, we can do it again. Shouldn't be a problem. And we'll all help. We took turns.. it should be fine."
"Danke," Dekkon said softly. "I know with troubles I should not bother you. There is enough here but I did not know where to turn to. Last full moon was hard."
Willow shook her head "No no it's alright.. I'm glad you told me. I'm sure it was.. we'll help and it'll be fine. We've got practice with this kind of thing."
"Is good choice then," Dekkon grinned. "Full moon in two weeks. Will Herr Giles think less of me? He is... amazing gentleman."
"Nah.. he won't.. yeah he is amazing.. he'll still like you just fine, I promise." Willow smiled at him. "We'll get right to work on the cage then. I'm sure Xander will be glad to have something to build."
"Danke. I should go now, not disturb Giles after shower," Dekkon smiled, standing up. "I feel better, Willow, thank you."
Willow stood, walking him to the door. "You're very welcome Dekkon. I'll let you know when the cage is ready then?"
"Thank you," Dekkon nodded. "I work for Lilah. Is good work."
Willow didn't really like Lilah, so she just nodded. "I'm glad you have work. And you're welcome."
Dekkon grinned and took Willow's hand, kissing the back of it. "Nearly being killed was good thing to happen to me."
He turned and trotted down the hallway as if embarassed.
Willow flushed as he kissed her and smiled, closing the door behind him. Well that was interesting.
Dekkon whistled as he trotted down the stairs. "Very interesting," he commented to himself.
He knew he looked impish as hell, much like Oz had in Willow's eyes. He was counting on it.
Willow came to the door and peered out the little hole to see who it was. Dekkon. She opened the door and smiled. "Hey Dekkon.. "
"Hello, fraulein Willow," Dekkon said with a smile. "I bring a book I think Herr Giles would like. Is he in?"
"Ah actually he's in the shower but you can come in." She moves out of the doorway and grins "And please.. call me Willow.. I'm not that old."
"Then I would have called you Frau," Dekkon grinned. "I understand you have magic, ja? Perhaps you could help? Ever since Ethan attack I cannot control angry burst of energy."
Willow gestured to the couch and sat down herself. "Oh.. I wasn't sure.. I don't know much ..uh.. German." God she hoped she got that right. "You can't control it how? Your aim? Or getting it to go or what?"
"I get angry and it is difficult to keep from blasting jerk from chair," Dekkon blushed. "I must go into stairway and blast concrete stairs."
Willow laughs a bit. "Well.. mostly I think you just need to try and control your anger.. if you don't.. you could wind up like me.. that's not a good thing." she grinned. "Try throwing things first? Like physically just breaking something.. little.. instead of.. destroying foundation."
"Like you?" Dekkon asked, looking puzzled. "You are beautiful, have very intelligent fiancee and are friend with Slayers. What would be wrong with you?"
Willow blinked a little "When I get angry I ... get evil. That's putting it mildly I guess. It's hard to keep my anger under control." she blushed sheepishly.
Dekkon's eyes widened slightly. "You do? Wow. Is massive, ja? I mean major thing. May I ask something about past?"
Willow shrugged a bit "Yeah go ahead.. ask away.. and yeah.. it's bad when it happens."
"I need someone to trust," Dekkon said slowly, as if pondering. "Lilah is boss. You and others fight for good, maybe can help me, not just with magic."
She tilted her head to the side. "Not just with magic? Well what can I help with then Dekkon?"
"You do not have silver knife on you, do you?" Dekkon asked softly with a hopeful smile.
Willow thought for a moment. "Silver knife? Maybe.. probably.. in my room."
"I mean, do you automatically assume werewolf is evil?" Dekkon glanced at the door, as if gauging how far away it was, depending on her answer.
Willow's eyes went rather wide. "Oooh.. werewolves? No.. not evil no. I uh.. my first boyfriend was a werewolf. I was fine with it." she smiles a bit.
Dekkon relaxed visibly. "I am werewolf. I sometimes can control on moons but not always. You say first boyfriend was? Did he have to be killed?"
"Oooh.. you are?" Willow smiled and then shook her head. "No no.. he's still alive actually.. he .. left me to go be with another werewolf but." she shrugs. "He's alive as far as I know. We though.. I mean.. we didn't want him hurting people so he kept himself in a cage."
"Is good, could perhaps help me like that?" Dekkon asked shyly. "Slayer won't kill me?"
She shook her head. "Nah.. I doubt it.. maybe tranquilize you if you get wolfy" she giggled. "You.. want to be locked up?" she asked gently.
"Sometimes I not remember," Dekkon said slowly, looking down at his hands. "I lock away in shed or something. Sometimes I wake up and everything destroyed. I fear hurting someone."
Willow reached out and touched his hands, putting her own on top of his. "Well figure it out... we built a cage before, we can do it again. Shouldn't be a problem. And we'll all help. We took turns.. it should be fine."
"Danke," Dekkon said softly. "I know with troubles I should not bother you. There is enough here but I did not know where to turn to. Last full moon was hard."
Willow shook her head "No no it's alright.. I'm glad you told me. I'm sure it was.. we'll help and it'll be fine. We've got practice with this kind of thing."
"Is good choice then," Dekkon grinned. "Full moon in two weeks. Will Herr Giles think less of me? He is... amazing gentleman."
"Nah.. he won't.. yeah he is amazing.. he'll still like you just fine, I promise." Willow smiled at him. "We'll get right to work on the cage then. I'm sure Xander will be glad to have something to build."
"Danke. I should go now, not disturb Giles after shower," Dekkon smiled, standing up. "I feel better, Willow, thank you."
Willow stood, walking him to the door. "You're very welcome Dekkon. I'll let you know when the cage is ready then?"
"Thank you," Dekkon nodded. "I work for Lilah. Is good work."
Willow didn't really like Lilah, so she just nodded. "I'm glad you have work. And you're welcome."
Dekkon grinned and took Willow's hand, kissing the back of it. "Nearly being killed was good thing to happen to me."
He turned and trotted down the hallway as if embarassed.
Willow flushed as he kissed her and smiled, closing the door behind him. Well that was interesting.
Dekkon whistled as he trotted down the stairs. "Very interesting," he commented to himself.