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[consultmybooks]

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. It is also good for follow ups to other threads or to play out reactions to other threads that might not occur immediately at the time of the journal post. This can be used to thread with consultmybooks  anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place, in the style of the following examples:

[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
[Written, June 10th]

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[Action, March 9th]

[hakoiri.livejournal.com]

[Later that night, Alf heads to the library, where he looks around for signs of Giles. In case the man is here and just happens to be out of sight, Alf calls his name softly.]

Re: [Action, March 9th]

[consultmybooks]

[It's late, and there aren't too many people in the library at the moment. So Giles pauses in his reading when he hears Alf, closes the book he'd already found, and moves around the stack he was sitting against towards the front of the library, where Alf might actually see him.]

Alf? Hello?

[Action, March 9th]

[hakoiri.livejournal.com]

[Alf raises his head when he pinpoints the voice to its owner, and heads for the stack.]

Giles -- hello. I hope I'm not too late.

[ action, march 25th ]

[herotypical]

[ buffy is waiting on the far end of the barracks, nervously tapping out a beat against her thighs. none of this is going to be easy. ]

Re: [ action, march 25th ]

[consultmybooks]

[After spending most of his allotted hour trying to sort himself out, Giles walks in a few minutes later. His hands are hidden in his coat pockets, his shoulders are a little slumped.

He sees Buffy waiting by the far wall and lets out a quiet sigh.

This isn't going to be easy.]

Hello.

Sorry I'm late.

[ action, march 25th ]

[herotypical]

It's fine.

[ how many times had she been late for things, in the past? meetings. training sessions. research parties.

buffy shrugs her arms up into a crossed position. neutral, but protected. a very common stance for her. ] Punctuality isn't exactly big on the priority list here, anyway.

[Action, March 13th]

[thestormishere]

[ One of the first steps Lightning takes once she's got her feet back underneath her is to search out the residence she'd been told when Giles - who she didn't even get the name of, actually - brought her his umbrella. He said he wanted it back, right? So that's what she sets out to do, and though it would be extremely easy to just leave it at the door or something, she actually knocks, the thing propped under her arm.

Needless to say, she's a little... different, today. Think soldier in a skirt, like she's supposed to be, rather than anything involving words like 'distraught' or 'disoriented.' ]

Re: [Action, March 13th]

[consultmybooks]

[Lightning will be knocking for a few minutes before Giles comes up the stairs to the fifth floor and sees that there's someone outside his door.]

...hello?

[A pause and a blink as he recognizes the woman. And the umbrella.]

O-Oh, it's...

[Dammit. He never did get her name, did he?]

[Voice, May... 20, for now? Assuming Helios didn't say anything for two days :|]

[semper_cogitans]

[Everything in Robert's Luceti life was pretty much falling down around him, and after the stress of the past several days, his sanity is running on near-empty.

He needs somebody to talk to. Desperately. And so he reaches out to Giles.]

G-Giles...?

... M-May... May I speak to you? I...

...

I need... help...

[Mental help, really. It might be obvious how much he's been crying.]

Re: [Voice, May 20th]

[consultmybooks]

R-Robert?

[Giles fumbles desperately, blindly, for his journal. The tilting video screen will show a bedroom.]

Good Lord, is, is everything all right?

[His oversensitive hearing makes it very obvious to him that Robert has been crying.]

[ action, may 30th ]

[herotypical]

[ a crisis involving a number of people is coming to a head and buffy needs giles.

her distinctive, insistent knock rings out on his door. ]

Re: [ action, may 30th ]

[consultmybooks]

[The knock is answered after a minute by Giles. He looks straight at her, but comprehension doesn't dawn. Not yet.]

...hello?

[Action, July 14th, in the morning]

[intangible-girl.livejournal.com]

[Ingrid is pretty sure Giles is up to visitors by now, so she makes her way to his sick bed, debating about wearing her suit to keep him from asking questions. In the end she decides not to.]

Mr. Giles?

Re: [Action, July 14th, in the morning]

[consultmybooks]

[...someone is talking to him. Someone who isn't Helios or McCoy.

This? This is a bad thing. But he's definitely shown far too many signs of consciousness to ignore them. So, Giles looks away from Grune's latest offering of flowers to identify his visitor.

...his identification surprises him, and it shows.]

...Ingrid?

[Action, August 8]

[lostinmyway]

[Before Giles had gone to the beach, he had extended the invitation to Grune to come visit him. Since it's such a nice day (well, if you're Grune), today, she decides to take him up on his offer.

It takes her a while to get out of the fortress once she steps off the "tellyport," given her amazing sense of direction, but eventually, she makes it out. Giles should find her meandering about, enjoying the view and wearing a cute sundress and sandals, her hair veil-free and hanging in a very long braid.]

Re: [Action, August 8]

[consultmybooks]

[It's been a very good few days. For a while, there was just the sun and the smell of salt water and his friends. Now that they've left for the village? There's quiet, and peace, and his own thoughts ticking away like a well oiled clock. There's been starlight and peace. It's a good start to a new life.

Giles is just resting on his back by a tide pool, meditating and enjoying his newfound connectivity with Sona, when the presence of another person in the area disturbs him. Sona is much kinder about swimming away. Giles opens one eye and then another before sitting up and stretching languorously.

When he sees Grune, lost in her thoughts and her aimless wanderings, Giles can't stop a faint smile from appearing on his face. He certainly didn't expect to see her out here, and for a second he wonders if he's fallen asleep and started dreaming.

That vague notion doesn't stop him from getting to his feet, dusting himself off, and approaching.]

Hello. Fancy meeting you here.

[Action, August 22nd]

[shadedsunlight]

[Archie's message to Luceti was a reminder that everything can end even in the happiest of times. No, she didn't know Dawn, not by a long-shot. All she knew was she'd just celebrated her 20th birthday with everyone and she had a sister here.

Ginia would have liked to been able to say something, but not really knowing either of the Summer sisters, it would have felt trite. She did, however, know someone else from their world.

She spent an hour or so combing the amusement park for Giles, running through the midway, a fast trip through the Hall of Personas, even peeking into Angel's Hall of Brooding. After she was certain Giles was not and would not be found at Lucetiland, she began her run back to community house seven, stopping only long enough in her apartment to drop off her bag of winnings.

Outside room 22, she hesitates a little. No, Giles probably doesn't want to see anyone. She wouldn't want to see anyone if she were in his shoes. But even with that stubborn thought, she knows she wouldn't mind someone coming by to check up on her and to talk.

With that thought, Ginia knocks firmly on the door.]

Re: [Action, August 22nd]

[consultmybooks]

[Ginia will be knocking for several minutes before she gets a reply. And it doesn't come from the apartment. It comes from the stairs.]

Ginia...?

[He has not been doing well. There's nothing obvious - just a red hint to his eyes and the face that his hands are shaking where they're tightly gripping a hammer like a lifeline.]

[Written, October 5th]

[shadedsunlight]

Possible vampire attack. Getting more info now. Talk later.

Re: [Written, October 5th]

[consultmybooks]

There are only so many possibly culprits.

Talk later. Stay safe.

[action, october 24th]

[fourteen]

(ooc; continued from here.)

[ She starts guiltily when she hears his voice, her head whipping up.... but the instant she sees him her gaze falls again. It's hard to look at that hideous mask, knowing it's her fault.

She did that.

Xion turns to face him, but she can't bring herself to look back up. She looks so upset, and she doesn't really have any right to be, she thinks, which just makes it worse. ]

Giles.

I'm ... I'm so sorry.

Re: [action, october 24th]

[consultmybooks]

[This is...not what he expected to see. Not what he wanted to see. And the truth is that being this way is unnerving and disturbing him on so many levels, that dying was incredibly distressing, but...

...it's Xion. He can't see her like this.]

D-Don't be. It's, um, it's fine. Just...have to find another mask, I suppose.

[Action, November 24th]

[shadedsunlight]

[All in all, it was a very nice night and a very nice Thanksgiving, and Ginia was quite happy to have been invited. Ginia takes Giles' hand in her's and moves close to him as they begin walking back to their home on the other side of the village.]

/That was a very lovely evening./

Re: [Action, November 24th]

[consultmybooks]

Yes, it was. [After a pause, he slips an arm around her shoulder and holds her closer.] I'm, um, I'm v-very glad you could make it, Ginia. Th-Thank you.

[Action, December 24th]

[shadedsunlight]

[It's Christmas Eve. It's a thought that registers in Ginia's head as she wakes up, blinking, immediately realizing something is wrong. Everything is bright, painfully so, and she rolls and buries her head under the pillow, blinking as spots and stars dance across her eyes. After a few seconds, she ventures out of the pillow, blinking and squinting as she peers around the room.

Everything is a little blurry and she tries to avoid looking at the window, but... she can see. Her head hurts, her eyes hurt, but she can sees. She looks down at Giles, still sleeping. It's a new, odd instinct that causes her to move her mouth, ready to speak and wake up Giles (though that feels like a crime with how peaceful he looks), reality jolting her back.

There's nothing. Not a squeak, not a sound, just a silence that'd been so familiar for the majority of her life, but now feels like a stranger. She knew it was coming, expected it, almost hoped for it as she missed being able to see. Now? All back to her state of normal?

All she feels is a mellow state of tristesse.

She sits in silence for a few minutes, watching Giles sleep and combining the way he looks to all the images she'd held onto and the images she'd made through touch. There aren't too many differences.

Finally, she leans over and kisses him, love and warmth in the gesture, but also a bit of need. The silence feels too much now. She needs someone to fill it for her.]