Captain John appears from the orange glowy thing in angelbuffy's California, although of course not right in the open (hey he's not an idiot
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Buffy was sort of spring cleaning. It's California, and the weather is constantly the same, but it was springish in New York, and than meant that she should at least attempt to do some semblance of cleaning before she didn't feel like doing it...because once she didn't feel like doing it -- it wasn't going to ever get done.
She heard someone at the door, and shrugged at herself and her failed attempt as she walked away from her cleaning before it even really started. When she opened it, she had a smile on her face instantly. This was a ... pleasant surprise. Her wrist strapped friend from a different time. She moved out of the way to let him in as she held the door open.
"Pleasure's all mine, love!" He comes into the hall, looking around (not for anything to steal, really! OK...force of habit.) "Gorgeous weather you're having too."
He reaches into his jacket and produces...chocolates! Since hypervodka was off the list.
Buffy just shakes her head, but accepts the chocolates giddily. Chocolate is her downfall. "You are way too good to me, John. What brings you to California? Business? Pleasure? A pleasant medium?"
Absent mindedly, she moves some stuff out of the way so he can sit down. "The weather?," she sets the chocolates down on the counter with the nod of her head toward the window. "It's like this outside eighty fiver percent of the year."
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She heard someone at the door, and shrugged at herself and her failed attempt as she walked away from her cleaning before it even really started. When she opened it, she had a smile on her face instantly. This was a ... pleasant surprise. Her wrist strapped friend from a different time. She moved out of the way to let him in as she held the door open.
"Well, hey you. This is a pleasant surprise."
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"Pleasure's all mine, love!" He comes into the hall, looking around (not for anything to steal, really! OK...force of habit.) "Gorgeous weather you're having too."
He reaches into his jacket and produces...chocolates! Since hypervodka was off the list.
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Absent mindedly, she moves some stuff out of the way so he can sit down. "The weather?," she sets the chocolates down on the counter with the nod of her head toward the window. "It's like this outside eighty fiver percent of the year."
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Ooo, thank you for the seat, he'll flop onto the sofa. "Really? Goddesses...I picked the wrong spot to settle down."
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