Chapter 002 - [Action] - Forward dated to Tuesday/Wednesday afternoon

[consultmybooks]

[So, hey, Luceti.

Giles is sick of you. Too much bad has happened with not enough good, and he went to a certain apartment in CH2 and beat down the dor with his tail when no one answered and found it empty.

He's had enough.

And he's learned how to breathe fire.

He has eight shots today and he intends to use them.

He's retained enough presence of mind around the rage not to go for people or buildings. But villagers will sporadically see comet like streams of fire shooting themselves up into the sky, or swathes of grass charred black and turned to dust. And Giles doesn't just limit himself to the village - he'll fly himself out to the desert or to the lake or to the ocean to rampage. He doesn't want to hurt people, he doesn't even want to draw attention to himself, but he also wants to scream and now he can do it with fire.

When he's not venting his anger with fire and tooth and claw on the scenery, Giles will usually be airborne. He's figured out how to land so far, and will really only do so when he has to. Now that he isn't colliding with bisons or hawks in midair anymore, he prefers flying. He's usually alone up there. And it's hard to think.

Villagers are free to come upon Giles testing his fire breathing and react accordingly or spot him as he makes slightly more graceful landing than he's been managing recently. Feel free to stare - he'll stare back and try to figure out who you are.

Come nightfall, he'll be restlessly pacing the village on patrol.

Giles will still be haunting CH7 with periodic checks in to House 7.The former Watcher is calm enough when he isn't scorching things. He's still not in the greatest of moods, but he does know better than to take it out on people.

Even so, certain people should probably approach with caution. You know who you are.]

((ooc: Potential follow up to the log post if anyone's interested. Replies will come from airborne_giles . Timeline uncertain, except for the fact that this mentality really only takes hold on Tuesday, but I'm ruling that it also takes place chornologically "after" his thread with the Buffybot. Anyone who's tagged him as Day 3 specifically doesn't need to worry, those threads are still very much valid.))

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[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

[ and one lonely little roboslayer will be sitting on the front steps of house seven, one of those times. ]

(ooc; a slight placeholder until i figure out if any major programming changes will happen thanks to the thread with donatello!)

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Giles lands a good distance away from the house, enough so that he doesn't risk a collision. He doesn't crash this time.

Then, quietly, he slinks over and lays himself down by the front steps, resting his head on his paws. He's quiet for a while, thinking of what to say. He's tired of not knowing what to say.]

You said that we should have dinner together one night. You and Dawn and I. A celebration, or a meeting, o-or a talk. Some good excuse to that effect.

And we should. Before one of us is next to be sent back.

((ooc: Giles will...probably hate himself for not thinking of that first if he finds out. Irrational former Watcher is irrational right now.))

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

Dinner does sound very nice. I'll bring the sandwiches!

[ she's very good at making sandwiches. lots of sandwiches. mountains of sandwiches. ]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

No, you won't. I said I would handle cooking.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

[ but her sandwiches are so GOOD. xander likes them. surely this is...not even at all important. ]

You did? [ her memory adjusts itself. ] You did! Okay, Giles.

/sort of placeholdery got class in a bit

[all7seas]

[Jack is on the prowl tonight as well, but his prowl is a bit stumbly on account of the several servings of rum he's just had in Good Spirits. Still, he's in a cheerful mood---until he sees strange fire in the sky. Then he quiets and begins the trek to Cullen House through the forest.]

Duly noted

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[The fire has faded by the time the pirate reaches his house by the lake. But the probable culprit is still visible - an enormous black beast with huge yellow eyes flying over the water. Occasionally it dives beneath the surface, only to emerge again after catching a fish that it devours in short order.]

[all7seas]

Oh, bloody hell---dragon.

[Jack is drunk, still, but the sight of that beast is enough to sober him slightly. It doesn't seem the violent sort. The pirate isn't all that fussed by terrifying large beasties, having been eaten by a kraken and all. They are what they are and have their place in the world, just as he does...and he's savvy enough to know that if the mystic beasts are eradicated, his kind will likely follow--thus goes the march of civilization and progress.

Anarchy is the only answer.

Jack decides that this beast deserves a bottle of rum, just for being what it is. He swings his steps toward the water, ready to deliver said bottle.]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[The next time Giles dives, he comes up near the edge of the lake, already in the process of devouring another fish. Then he hauls himself up on the bank for a rest.

He's flown a lot today, but it's nice out here by the lake so far away from anyone else. He isn't quite so tired as when he was crashing into things, but as amazing as flying is turning out to be it is exhausting after a while.

He smells that there's someone else there before he sees them. But then he whips round to face Jack and his suspicions are unfortunately confirmed.

Giles carefully swallows the fish in his mouth, so that he can growl as the pirate approaches.]

[Action] -- Oh man, I love you so much for the Repo reference.

[notsofunnybones.livejournal.com]

.... A giant lizard. Interesting. This must be one of animals Booth had told me about.

Re: [Action] -- *bows* An amazing movie if ever there was one

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Hm?

Oh, hello...person he does not know. Giles performs his now habitual routine of sniffing at the person in front of him before he speaks. You never know with this experiment]

...close enough.

Closer than "overlarge cat", certainly.

((ooc: Aw, but Giles would make a much better dad for Shiloh than Nathan would.))

Re: [Action] -- Agreed. However, I apologize if I'm intruding.

[notsofunnybones.livejournal.com]

So Booth was right.... However, you are clearly reptilian. I do not understand how you can be confused with a mammal... Ah, hm. Do you know where this bar is that has a blood tap?

Re: [Action] -- No, no, no! I've wanted to thread with Bones. Tags are always welcome!

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Along with enslavement, it would be just plain inhumane, since Giles would still freak out if he was forced to be in proximity to Booth for any length of time.

Okay, Giles knows that smell. Giles knows it very well. So, no, Bones, you cannot pet him. The Night Fury takes several steps back, out of reach.]

You would be..."Bones", then?

((ooc: We're also accepting Taras or, um, castmates in general *enables* And it's a case that's only gotten more extreme here in Luceti.

Expect...well, expect a little sympathy from Giles on that account. But at least Bones got to keep her soul. ))

-Dated to whenever he's setting things on fire-

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[While Giles is spitting fire at the sky or other things, he might notice a certain other fire-source, specifically a phoenix sitting sullenly nearby. Oddly enough, despite being made of fire whatever the bird is sitting on doesn't seem to have a single burn or scorch mark anywhere.

The bird turns its head towards Giles and huffs.]

Having a time of it, are we?

Re: -Let's call it early afternoon-

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Giles doesn't actually notice the phoenix until it speaks. He's in that sort of mood. But when it does, he pauses in watching a bush burning with somewhat vindictive satisfaction to look up at the bird.

...holy cow, it's a phoenix. Giles has never seen one before, but he knows a flaming bird that doesn't actually burn when he sees it.

Despite his amazement, he can't quite manage...and doesn't try that hard...to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.]

You noticed?

Re: -Let's call it early afternoon- :Db

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[The bird ruffles the flames that make up its feathers and flares a wing to indicate the damage and smoke trails in places.]

Rather hard not to, isn't it?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

I know that I've been making a bit of a commotion, yes. [Giles twitches his tail irritably.] It can't be bothering you, of all things.

[ufo-fanboy.livejournal.com]

[Something ON FIRE is enough to draw Mulder's attention. He's been outside all day wandering around in his new bizarre blue-centaur-eyestalked-no-mouthed form. He approaches the area with a lot of caution... and is definitely amazed at what he finds. All of his words are voiced telepathically.]

< Whoa! A real dragon! ...But I'm going out on a limb and thinking you might not be what you seem? >

[Mulder is still feeling tense, though, and his pointed tail whips around a few times.]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[That gets Giles' attention very quickly. He looks round, searching for the source of the voice. Paces in a slow circle until he spots Mulder, and when he does Giles bares his teeth.]

I'll thank you to stay out of my head.

[ufo-fanboy.livejournal.com]

[Mulder waves his arms up in a gesture of surrender, though his pointy tail whips back and forth a little. He's still not gotten the hang of controlling that thing.]

< I can't exactly stop it from happening, but I can assure you I'm not able to see your thoughts or anything. >

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[That earns a sigh of relief from the Night Fury. His hackles settle again.]

Good. You wouldn't particularly enjoy it in there anyway.

I'm sorry for growling.

[action] wow it helps to hit the post buton.

[screwthegods]

[The fire grabs Homura's attention first. It's his element at almost any other time, a part of him that's been present since birth. But now that's been stripped away from him, like the golden color of his right eye, or the red chakra marking the center of his forehead. Even his customary chains have been left in the apartment, far too heavy to carry as an ordinary human.

So he understands, almost immediately, the frustration that's likely behind that flame.

He doesn't have the power to teleport to its origin any longer, nor the speed to get there within mere moments. Even so, his skill as a war god allows him to at least track the source, and when he finds Giles, he'll approach quietly--but not so much that his presence is undetectable. It be beyond his ability at the moment anyway, but Homura also doesn't wish to startle what he recognizes as a dragon. He's more than acquainted with the devastating effects of flame on mortal flesh, and thus reasonably lacks the desire to experience that burning first hand.]

Re: [action] No worries - LJ has been screwing with comments

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Giles is speculatively watching the leaves on a bush crumble into cinders and the wood blackening and dying. He's so focused on it, so lost in his own thoughts, that for several feet he doesn't notice Homura at all.

Finally, he notes the movement out of his peripheral vision, and stares over at the god.]

Oh. Hello.

Was this your bush?

[action] lol, sadly, I can't blame lj. I actually forgot to hit the button.

[screwthegods]

No, it wasn't. But that is your flame, correct?

[Homura moves closer, enough to actually feel the heat of the fire against his skin. It's surprising how incredibly hot it is now, given the small size.]

Re: [action] ...okay then ^-^.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Yes. My flame.

For the week, at least. [Giles watches Homura carefully as he nears the flames. The heat doesn't bother him, not right now, but he knows how hot it is compared with the landscape in general. He honestly doesn't want anyone getting hurt.]