Hi Ho The Sunny'O...

[_gia_]

We're back to the Hellmouth. To serve and protect, that's us, I mean, when we actually get visions of people in the same freakin' country as us. Des's (tele)vision must be on the fritz, because this time she got sound, but no picture. But there were voices of some of the people in Sunnydale, including the slayer. We're on bodyguard duty and we'

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[_giles_]

*checks their water guns and other weapons. kisses Anya on the check and heads out with Gia, noticing her hesitation*

I am quite certain we shall be alright.

*starts heading towards Ruggers Field*

We can patrol the park and make a pass around the hospital area.

[_gia_]

*raises an eyebrow* She looks half your age. I bet you get looks.

I'm sure we'll be fine, I'm a fighter. Sure, park, hospital, fine.

*lets the silence sit in for a while, before it becomes too uncomfortable, fiddles with a stake* Still a watcher?

[_giles_]

*smiles* I assure you, she is very much older than I. By 1000 years give or take. However that is not a fact I mention in her presence.

*smiles politely*

Yes, from what I understand, you are a very skilled fighter.

Yes, I am again a watcher, though Buffy does not need me as much as she used to.

[_gia_]

*snorts* I like Anya, she speaks honestly.

Yeah...something certain people like about me a little too much.

I bet. She's strong and brave, died twice everyone says. Watchers are highly overrated.

*changes the subject* Anyone know why people are burning to a crisp because they've been swept up in the Sound of Music?

[_gia_]

*laughs* Right. Dylan's probably a pile of dust now. The Powers are crazy, but I guess we are, too, for following them to this place. *smiles a little, starting to walk the rest of their patrol*

...Thanks. For, uh, not letting me burn to death and stuff.