eleven

[cigarillosnguns]

[Private to Giles]

Giles...I...I'm not sure what's going on. Perhaps we should meet...

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[ripper_watches]

Er, yes. I suppose this must be some kind of flood, although- Well, that is to say, it's erm, rather more-

Yes, I-

Perhaps we should meet.

[cigarillosnguns]

I'll come to you.

Guess what it's the time for?

[ripper_watches]

See you soon.

Spam!

[cigarillosnguns]

[Integra headed for her room, walking quickly the entire way. It felt strange in every way to be in the body of someone else. But to be in his body was especially disconcerting. She cleared her throat as she tapped on his door. How ridiculous it must have looked...Giles knocking on her own door.]