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  <title>I shall never be forgiven all my faults</title>
  <subtitle>By man nor god nor any good thing</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Rupert Giles</name>
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  <updated>2013-01-05T00:30:25Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1156759:12049</id>
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    <title>Trahere Thread Logs</title>
    <published>2012-03-14T00:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2012-03-25T18:43:48Z</updated>
    <category term="*ooc"/>
    <category term="cr acquisition"/>
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    <dw:mood>pleased</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt; March 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://consultmybooks.dreamwidth.org/12049.html#cutid1"&gt;March 2012&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=consultmybooks&amp;ditemid=12049" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1156759:11951</id>
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    <title>Trahere Application</title>
    <published>2012-03-12T01:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2013-01-05T00:30:25Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>accomplished</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://consultmybooks.dreamwidth.org/11951.html#cutid1"&gt;Your path's unbeaten and it's all uphill, and you can meet it, but you never will.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=consultmybooks&amp;ditemid=11951" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1156759:11687</id>
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    <title>Chapter 019 - [Action]/(Fourth Wall)</title>
    <published>2012-01-28T07:17:52Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-28T07:17:52Z</updated>
    <category term="because we needed some fluff dammit"/>
    <category term="research man"/>
    <category term="event (fourth wall)"/>
    <category term="not in sunnydale anymore"/>
    <category term="gonna wake up one day in a coma"/>
    <category term="gather information check"/>
    <category term="watcher being watched"/>
    <dw:mood>contemplative</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;[It doesn't take a genius, or a former Watcher, to notice that there are newcomers in the village. And normally, this wouldn't alarm Giles - he himself arrived during a New Feather cycle that was out of &amp;quot;synch&amp;quot; with what residents had come to expect. What's a touch more alarming is that not one of the new arrivals seems to have any wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it just a sign of how long he's been here that this is the most alarming thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still. No point in panicking. Probably no point in panicking. He's not going to panic. He's just going to...watch. And go about his business. Waiting at the plaza for Link, tidying up the nightclub, doing his shift at the library. All the things that normally make up Giles' day, even if meditating by the river really only results in him people watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still. Just a normal day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goal is especially aided by the fact that his transformations seem to have ceased. When night falls, he doesn't turn into the great black dragon that has been his shape for weeks now. Instead, no, it's just Giles, patrolling the village as normal in keeping an eye out for any New...comers in distress.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=consultmybooks&amp;ditemid=11687" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1156759:11293</id>
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    <title>Chapter 18 - [Action] (Night) / [Video] (Following Day)</title>
    <published>2012-01-13T03:53:36Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-13T03:53:36Z</updated>
    <category term="because we needed some fluff dammit"/>
    <category term="in which more icons are made use of"/>
    <category term="civic responsibility"/>
    <category term="the boat gets its own tag"/>
    <category term="they get inside his head"/>
    <category term="creature of the night"/>
    <category term="productive insomnia"/>
    <category term="shiny happy people"/>
    <category term="making amends"/>
    <category term="beaten bruised but okay"/>
    <category term="he knows he talks too much"/>
    <dw:mood>exhausted</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;[Good evening, Luceti. Giles hopes you're having a pleasant, peaceful, quiet night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giles also hopes no one was planning to use the bridge crossing the river near the clinic, because it shatters under his weight as he executes an ungainly dive into the river. It was the only alternative. It was the bridge, or another couple of broken ribs crashing into the ground at speed. And Giles has had enough of those this past week, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self. Flying is &lt;/em&gt;not&lt;em&gt; like riding a bicycle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Night Fury spends a few minutes half submerged in the river, occasionally letting out a few week coughs. Anyone who dares approach is advised to do so with a minimum of sudden movements. It's fairly clear that this is one dragon that's very recently had the fight of its life, shortly followed by the fight of its past life and the life before that. The battering and injuries might have had something to do with the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a while to rest, the change in the creature is marked, and as sudden as though he'd been poked with a cattle prod again. Enormous yellow eyes fly open wide, and Giles goes from collapsed to on all four paws in an apparent bound with a bit back cry of pain when he accidentally puts weight on his injured foot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; But he shakes his head as though to dislodge the pain, gritting his teeth. Then, unless stopped, he'll be racing off. No flying, not yet. He doesn't want to risk making a worse impression on the place than he already has.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;House 32, you're getting a visitor tonight. Actually, not just House 32. Anyone who has expressed the slightest interest or concern in Giles' condition these past weeks will find an enormous black dragon settled outside their place of residence tonight, staring at the door or the window with hopeful eyes. He's too big to fit in any building in the village, right now, but he'll be here to talk if you happen to notice he's there and feel like braving the cold. Take your time. Giles could use the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the world looks different to a dragon than it does to a man. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a human, Giles can find his way to his friend's houses blindfolded, and once had to do just that. But he's tired, and his eyes aren't the right size, and it's very easy to get turned around. So, whoever you are, wherever you live, you might just look out the window or make the walk home and find a dragon looking intently if tiredly back at you, sitting outside your house or community building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe come out and see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you could give directions? Offer up a few raw fish? Or, y'know, just wait. He'll limp away eventually, looking remarkably doleful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no sign of the dragon come morning. But a video post will turn up after a while, showing Giles sitting on a boat. He appears to be working first aid on himself, and not doing a half bad job of it. Given how little attention he's apparently paying the camera, one might be forgiven for thinking he'd just turned it on accidentally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, he speaks.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that Rydia already gave the, um, the traditional speech. And, as always, did it better than I ever could. A-Anyway. Welcome, all New Feathers. I think I've met a few of you already, although time is...a bit fuzzy, at the moment. H-How, um...how long have I been gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The question seems to cost him something, certainly a great deal of emotional effort for such a simple question. Still, before anyone can answer, Giles shakes himself off.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I'm all right. For the interested. Apart from being a dragon. Were-dragon. Whatever they've done. All in all, it could be worse. I'm all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He seems distracted as he finally splints his hand, before looking back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the camera. Even so, he offers whoever is looking back a friendly if wan smile.]&lt;/em&gt; And to those of you that aren't, my name is Giles. It's, um, i-it's nice to meet you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I'm going to be stopping off at Seventh Heaven for a while. I need to get the taste of fish out of my mouth. And then it's been a while since I've visited the garden. I think I'll s-spend some time there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=consultmybooks&amp;ditemid=11293" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-21:1156759:11258</id>
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    <title>[Written]/[Action] - Forward dated to the 6th</title>
    <published>2012-01-06T02:03:57Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-06T02:04:45Z</updated>
    <category term="let the monste rrise"/>
    <category term="knocked unconscious part who knows?"/>
    <category term="and so it begins"/>
    <category term="mallynapped"/>
    <dw:mood>frustrated</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;[Written - Locked to Giles' and Grunes' CR - Unhackable]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your concern these past weeks, even if you have shown it in &lt;em&gt;[...]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;abrupt&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;impolite&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;forward&lt;/strike&gt; unusual fashions between the lot of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I think your concern for Grune and I might have been well found. I met with Buffy a few days ago, and together the two of us fo...&lt;strong&gt;[/Written]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The message ends there, a line scraping across the page as though the pen was abruptly removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone passing along the path between House 44 and House 32 is in for a rude shock. Three droids have all jumped Giles right outside the house. He's fighting back with everything he has, as always, but as always its to no avail. Two sharp blows to the back of the head is all it takes to stop Giles' struggles, although a syringe is injected into his arm for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journal never gives any indication what's happened. The path around is torn up and scuffed, however. A fight evidently took place here, and tracks recognizable as belonging to the droids lead away.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=consultmybooks&amp;ditemid=11258" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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