Doing what I do best
//Firewall to all but Willow//
I went up onto the roof to enjoy the beautiful night, Giles was up there, looking quite depressed.
Tara: *comes out onto the roof to enjoy the night*
Giles: *glances up and turns to take off his glasses and wipe at his eyes quickly. He pulls the guitar up and fiddles with tuning an in-tune instrument.* Uh, hello.
Tara: *smiling warmly, she walks over to where Giles sits* Hey Giles.
Giles: H-how are you, Tara? *strums the guitar softly, glancing at the soda can and where it exploded against the wall and back at her.*
Tara: *follows his gaze, looking back up at him concerned, she takes a seat on the roof's ledge* Y-you okay?
Giles: *sighs and shakes his head* Just... I don't know. Worried about things I can't change and regretting some.
Tara: *looking at him compassionately* Life's too short to have regrets. I j-just said to Jo last night, everything we go through only makes us who we are. *smiles softly*
Giles: That's just it. I've now got a grown daughter that I helped raise but I didn't. I don't get that time with her and... her memories... I keep telling myself things are different than she remembers.
Tara: *lowers her head, thinking about what he said* I-it has to be very difficult for y-you.*looking back up at him seriously* B-but you can't let it hinder your life as it is now. Enjoy what you have and live for each day. If you focus too much on what's to come, you might miss what you have right now.
Giles: I know it's just... I can't do it again. I can't lose her. *says softly.* Buffy's... she's everything. Now that we're together... Just tired. Between her nightmares and mine, not much sleep to be had.
Tara: Try not to think about what you might lose, but rather what you do have. *gives him a look of understanding* Sleep's not been coming so easy for me either. Must b-be something going around. *grins slightly, attempting to lighten the situation*
Giles: The spike in temperature? *he smiles.* Going from mid 60s to 85 in three days is a little extreme. Bloody hell, I've been here too long, I'm thinking in Fahrenheit now. Are you alright?
Tara: *nods, smiling* I'm fine. Nothing to worry about.
Giles: I think we should throw everyone in a bus and spend at least a day at a beach. I, uh, I miss the feeling of the group. The friendship and... closeness.
Tara: I would have to agree. B-but everyone's been so busy with everything. I do miss it though, the closeness and family dynamic.
Giles: *nods* I haven't seen enough of you either. I can't tell you how glad I am that you're back. By the way, have any idea how to get a ghost to move on to a peaceful rest?
Tara: *looks a little confused* O-oh, um, n-not so much. I mean, uh, we c-can certainly try to research it. *smiles nervously* Just because I was, um, dead wouldn't make me m-much of an expert. *slight teasing laugh*
Giles: I'm sorry *looks embarassed* I didn't mean that! I meant in your studies. I haven't dealt much with ghosts, Watchers focus more on vampires and demons. I'm sorry.
Tara: *grins, blushing slightly* I w-was just joking with you. It's okay, *looks at him reassuringly* really.
Giles: *smiles and plays a classical riff on the guitar* Think I should try and get some sleep. There's so much unsettled that it's driving me to distraction. Voodoo, nightmares, McKenna and time shifting teenagers and new Slayers.
Tara: *nods* Y-yeah, I think I should as well. It was great talking to you again, Giles. Being that we live in the same building, you'd think we'd have more time together. We should really work on that. *smiles*
Giles: I agree. I'm going to play a bit longer and then sleep. Thank you, Tara. You're right you know. You do have a talent for listening.
I hope that my advice was helpful. I hate to see him so down. He has always been so strong, such a leader. But lately, this all seems to be really wearing on him. Breaking him down in a sense. It's so strange to see. I should make it a point to try and spend more time with him.
//End Firewall//
I went up onto the roof to enjoy the beautiful night, Giles was up there, looking quite depressed.
Tara: *comes out onto the roof to enjoy the night*
Giles: *glances up and turns to take off his glasses and wipe at his eyes quickly. He pulls the guitar up and fiddles with tuning an in-tune instrument.* Uh, hello.
Tara: *smiling warmly, she walks over to where Giles sits* Hey Giles.
Giles: H-how are you, Tara? *strums the guitar softly, glancing at the soda can and where it exploded against the wall and back at her.*
Tara: *follows his gaze, looking back up at him concerned, she takes a seat on the roof's ledge* Y-you okay?
Giles: *sighs and shakes his head* Just... I don't know. Worried about things I can't change and regretting some.
Tara: *looking at him compassionately* Life's too short to have regrets. I j-just said to Jo last night, everything we go through only makes us who we are. *smiles softly*
Giles: That's just it. I've now got a grown daughter that I helped raise but I didn't. I don't get that time with her and... her memories... I keep telling myself things are different than she remembers.
Tara: *lowers her head, thinking about what he said* I-it has to be very difficult for y-you.*looking back up at him seriously* B-but you can't let it hinder your life as it is now. Enjoy what you have and live for each day. If you focus too much on what's to come, you might miss what you have right now.
Giles: I know it's just... I can't do it again. I can't lose her. *says softly.* Buffy's... she's everything. Now that we're together... Just tired. Between her nightmares and mine, not much sleep to be had.
Tara: Try not to think about what you might lose, but rather what you do have. *gives him a look of understanding* Sleep's not been coming so easy for me either. Must b-be something going around. *grins slightly, attempting to lighten the situation*
Giles: The spike in temperature? *he smiles.* Going from mid 60s to 85 in three days is a little extreme. Bloody hell, I've been here too long, I'm thinking in Fahrenheit now. Are you alright?
Tara: *nods, smiling* I'm fine. Nothing to worry about.
Giles: I think we should throw everyone in a bus and spend at least a day at a beach. I, uh, I miss the feeling of the group. The friendship and... closeness.
Tara: I would have to agree. B-but everyone's been so busy with everything. I do miss it though, the closeness and family dynamic.
Giles: *nods* I haven't seen enough of you either. I can't tell you how glad I am that you're back. By the way, have any idea how to get a ghost to move on to a peaceful rest?
Tara: *looks a little confused* O-oh, um, n-not so much. I mean, uh, we c-can certainly try to research it. *smiles nervously* Just because I was, um, dead wouldn't make me m-much of an expert. *slight teasing laugh*
Giles: I'm sorry *looks embarassed* I didn't mean that! I meant in your studies. I haven't dealt much with ghosts, Watchers focus more on vampires and demons. I'm sorry.
Tara: *grins, blushing slightly* I w-was just joking with you. It's okay, *looks at him reassuringly* really.
Giles: *smiles and plays a classical riff on the guitar* Think I should try and get some sleep. There's so much unsettled that it's driving me to distraction. Voodoo, nightmares, McKenna and time shifting teenagers and new Slayers.
Tara: *nods* Y-yeah, I think I should as well. It was great talking to you again, Giles. Being that we live in the same building, you'd think we'd have more time together. We should really work on that. *smiles*
Giles: I agree. I'm going to play a bit longer and then sleep. Thank you, Tara. You're right you know. You do have a talent for listening.
I hope that my advice was helpful. I hate to see him so down. He has always been so strong, such a leader. But lately, this all seems to be really wearing on him. Breaking him down in a sense. It's so strange to see. I should make it a point to try and spend more time with him.
//End Firewall//