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[heavennor_hell]

He was walking home from the butchery in town, plain paper bag in hand. The contents of said bag are not precisely something he wants to discuss with anyone, and doubtless would evade any questions about it. He should, by all rights, appear to be a young man in his twenties, but quite frankly he doesn't look it. It's not his fault. The minor gods,

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[shealone_stands]

The door to the inn happened to appear for Buffy just as she stepped into the library to talk to Giles. As it did, she is currently sitting in a chair in the lobby with some unidentified drink that is probably highly caffeinated. She is dressed in a Sunnydale High cheerleader outfit. There are pompoms resting on the small table beside her chair. Just your friendly neighborhood Slayer, bringing cheer and school spirit to the Outside Inn.

She glances over as the door opens, and freezes momentarily, more out of surprise than anything else. "Oh, look," she murmurs, mostly to herself, "Cryptic Guy."

She knows his name by now, really. Cryptic Guy just has a nice ring to it.

[heavennor_hell]

There's another moment of blankness (or so the narration will assume, as quite frankly he has underdeveloped facial expressions due to AntiActing) as he recognizes the Slayer--he's still surprised by how little she is--and then a moment of blind panic. Because he really doesn't know how to tell her of all people what's in the bag. ...Which is why, as he wishes it would just disappear, and it does, he jumps minutely. But hopefully she won't notice.

And then he notes the pompoms. "...What are you wearing?" He will not admit she looks cute in it, in an incredibly preppy, just-this-side-of-scantily-clad sort of way. Especially not to himself.

[shealone_stands]

About to inquire about the reason for that momentary look of panic on his face, Buffy gets sidetracked by his question. She frowns at him, looking slightly affronted, and sets her drink on the table beside her along with the pompoms. "It's a cheerleader outfit. I don't do that Slayer gig 24/7, you know. I do take breaks for extracurricular activities."

She's not going to get up just yet. Cryptic Guy doesn't quite merit that - he's not a threat (she knows that from having taken him down once already), and she doesn't even really know him, beyond his name and that he seems to have way too much knowledge of Sunnydale's underground.

[heavennor_hell]

Angel just gives her this incredulous look. He has no idea how close his opinion of this development is to what Giles' will be. "You're a cheerleader." He pauses for a moment, then adds somewhat snarkily, "I thought you were smarter than that." Hey, he doesn't know her well yet. Or at all. Besides there's an underhanded compliment to her intelligence in that statement.

"You expect to have time to Slay, go to school, and cheerlead?" There's a raised eyebrow of sorts. If it happens to exist in his expressions bank.