Okay, so with the good guys running things around Wolfram and Hart, and all the little potential slayers being in, I have an idea. I will start anew
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I jumped as the telephone on my desk began pulsating the air with it's shrill tones. I was a little hungover on edge after my night out with Jenny.
I fumbled with picking up the reciever and managed to drop the bloody thing on the ground with a loud clunk before putting it to my ear and saying in the most dignified tone I could muster,
"Mr. Giles, sir, there's a person down here inquiring about a position as a Watcher."
There wasn't a code after all? Cool. I mean, that sort of takes a lot of the dangerous feeling out of it... but still, better, because I don't want to be shot or anything.
And did she say Giles? As in Rupert Giles, Buffy's all knowing wise and seasoned watcher? I should have known he was going to be here, but I guess I wasn't thinking. Sort of makes me wish Warren was here all over again.
"Should I send him up to you?"
Beam me up Scotty. I'm completely ready. Just as long as I don't get nervous. I really want this job.
"Watcher?" I coughed and choked slightly on the water I had just taken a sip of. I was not in the proper mood to deal with some pretentious, nancy boy, stuff shirt this morning. I sighed, but the girls really did need watchers.
"Yes, send him up." I hung up the phone and moved around the office straightening my book collection and putting on my suit jacket.
"You can go right up sir. Mr. Giles is in the office that is right down the hallway, then take a right, and move three offices down. He should be to the left."
I can remember that. "Okay, thanks." I headed up the stairs, looking around. Down the hall... take a right... three offices down... it's kind of easy to get lost around here isn't it... Like a maze.
And they've probably got a minotaur around here somewhere.
I finally found the office, and took a deep breath. "Okay Andrew, don't screw up." I opened the door. "... Mr. Giles?"
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I fumbled with picking up the reciever and managed to drop the bloody thing on the ground with a loud clunk before putting it to my ear and saying in the most dignified tone I could muster,
"Rupert Giles."
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There wasn't a code after all? Cool. I mean, that sort of takes a lot of the dangerous feeling out of it... but still, better, because I don't want to be shot or anything.
And did she say Giles? As in Rupert Giles, Buffy's all knowing wise and seasoned watcher? I should have known he was going to be here, but I guess I wasn't thinking. Sort of makes me wish Warren was here all over again.
"Should I send him up to you?"
Beam me up Scotty. I'm completely ready. Just as long as I don't get nervous. I really want this job.
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"Yes, send him up." I hung up the phone and moved around the office straightening my book collection and putting on my suit jacket.
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I can remember that. "Okay, thanks." I headed up the stairs, looking around. Down the hall... take a right... three offices down... it's kind of easy to get lost around here isn't it... Like a maze.
And they've probably got a minotaur around here somewhere.
I finally found the office, and took a deep breath. "Okay Andrew, don't screw up." I opened the door. "... Mr. Giles?"
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