Packing, Picking up a girl and doing the airport...oh wait, we're not going to L.A...

[__rupertgiles]

I grabbed up my clothing and started to fold each piece of apparel and stuff it into my abnormally small suitcase that my hotel provided me. God knows I would've gotten an apartment eventually but the new Council and College hadn't been built yet and personally I did not feel like living in a card board box

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[rhia_talbot]

"Mr. Giles?" I've been sitting on my bags for what feels like hours, at least for my ass. I stretch briefly, sizing up this - Watcher. Not bad, as far as British men go, except for the manners. Doesn't he know that a lady should never be kept waiting?

"You're late," I remark, sweeping back my hair and picking up one of my suitcases, fully expecting him to get the other. "I assume traffic was a bitch?" With a smile, I carry the suitcase to the cab and pop the trunk. I know how to take care of myself... I just prefer for others to do it.

[__rupertgiles]

She walked up to me and instead of going to shake my hand or something else as equally civilized she walked past me and started to load her suitcases. "Well, traffic is bad in London usually." In truth I didn't really know what to say. She was young. She was spirited. She was vulgar. I glared at her as I went to grab the other suit case she had left. I assumed it was hers and she hadn't objected.

I held the door open for her waiting for what she would do. I had no doubt that she would surprise me. My thoughts went back to my begginning years with Buffy. We had both taught each other so much. I'd like to think she taught me more about being a person. But I wasn't this girl's watcher. Just her superior as of now.

[rhia_talbot]

"Thanks," I smile brightly at him and climb inside the cab, scooting over the seat towards the further window, leaving room for him. I wait until he's inside the car and let him settle in for a moment before opening my mouth again.

"Pleased to make your acquaitance, Mr. Giles," I say with my sweetest smile and fold my hands in my lap, still in my school uniform. "Now, would you mind telling me more about where we're going? My primary instructions were kind of... fuzzy on the subject."

[__rupertgiles]

I climbed in next to her and she barraged me with questions right away. Well, she was nice to be around. And how long was our flight? I sighed and slammed the door telling the driver our next destination which was the airport and then went into an all too familiar speech