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[theslayer_buffy]

Who: Buffy, Eric, Giles, Xander, Pam?
Where: Fangtasia, preparing to leave for Georgia
When: Just after nightfall
Status: Incomplete

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[british_watcher]

Giles had admittedly been quite uncomfortable with the idea of trusting this vampire and going on a road trip to Georgia with him. He couldn't say much, though. He certainly wasn't Buffy's boss or anything, so he couldn't ask her to not do it. He was just glad that she was allowing him to come along with her. Faith had been right about one thing: he did feel the need to be around her, no matter how much he tried to bury it.

When they arrived, he rolled his eyes before even walking through the door. "I can tell from the outside that this place is going to be a bit trying on my nerves," he muttered. He knew there were here for a good cause, though. So, he was going to suck it up and deal with this place, at least for a little while.

Hopefully this visit would be a short one.

[jesschars]

If Giles was uncomfortable, Xander was downright jittery. He was DEFINITELY not feeling this place at all. He was also still more than a little wobbly from the medication that the doctor had given him. He hadn't wanted to take it, but he was in a lot of pain still. OK, and Dawn had held him down and made him swallow it because she insisted that it was good for him.

So, he was at a vampire den and he was on medication, so he wasn't up to his best right now. Definitely not digging the idea of going inside and having vampires size him up and hoping to eat him or something like that. He didn't want to let Buffy go to this place on her own again, though.

"Is there a secret handshake or something to get into this place?" Xander asked, rocking back and forth on his feet.

[eric_viking]

Uncharacteristically, Eric appeared sans prior announcement or preamble. He appraised the trio before him: an older English gentleman (one who no doubt ordered the scones no matter where he was, and then complained about the quality), a young dark-haired man (who Eric decided instantly was on drugs, the way he was twitching and jittering all over the place), and of course, the petite Slayer (she looked as delectable as ever, all businesslike ponytail and smelling of soap). It amused him to allow his gaze to sweep over them in a lingering way that made them clearly uncomfortable, at least for a few moments.

"No secret handshake," Eric said, finally addressing the young man. "But I wouldn't say no to a few sips." He grinned, somewhat wolfishly.

"Welcome to Fangtasia. Miss Summers, a pleasure as always. And your compatriots are...?"

[theslayer_buffy]

Buffy was surprised to see Eric before she was escorted to his office. He seemed to be in a good mood tonight, which bode well for their coming trip. However, she was not amused by the jokes about sipping her friends. As she had once told Spike, We do not joke about eating people in this house! Granted, this wasn't her house, but the sentiment remained with her.

She nodded to each as she spoke, "This is my friend Xander, and this is Giles, my Watcher." Okay, former Watcher, but the title was still important, and she hoped it might keep all of them safer. "And neither of them are for sampling or sipping," Buffy warned, eying Eric.