ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-01-02 09:41 pm
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Wesley looked at Spike steadily. "And what do you think that is?"
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[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"All right." Wesley set the phone back to normal. "Sorry, Giles, someone came in that I needed a word with. Well, give everyone our best, if you will, and I'll let you know as soon as the blade arrives. And thank you again."

He hung up the phone.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Guess old Rupert is good for something, after all," Spike said.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Apparently so." Wesley jotted down a few notes, reminding himself to let Harmony know that he was expecting a package. "It should be here by tomorrow night if everything goes as planned."

Almost speaking to himself at this point, he said, "I need to get that powdered bone, and I'll have to check the supply vault for the Dragon's Blood. Oh, and find out where the amulet ended up."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Spike felt as awkward and unneeded as always when Wesley was focused on his work, but he forced himself to speak up.

"Anything I can do?" he asked.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley realized he'd been essentially ignoring Spike, and thought back over what he'd just been saying. "See if you can locate the amulet?" he suggested. "I'm sure it's been put somewhere for safekeeping. Er, for that matter, maybe you already know where it is."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's in some storage room," Spike said. "I'll figure out which one."

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good, good. And find me tomorrow -- chances are good the blade won't arrive before... oh, three in the afternoon at the very earliest. But I think we'll be able to do the spell tomorrow night."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Spike blinked at him for a moment, surprised at how quickly everything was coming together, and then nodded. He took a step toward the door, then turned back.

"Uh... thank you. Don't know anyone else who could've done this so fast." Spike held up a hand to fend off Wesley's expected protest. "No, the spell hasn't actually worked yet, but you've found a ritual to do something that probably hasn't been done before, figured out what you needed, and managed to find an object that supposedly doesn't exist. Guess showing up in this bloody place wasn't such a bad thing for me after all."

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley stopped everything and just looked at Spike. "Yes. Well, it's..." He shook his head, not knowing how to put into words how grateful he was for the distraction -- for the need to concentrate so completely on something. "I'll see you tomorrow."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right." Spike gave him a final nod and walked through the door.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-03 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/4269.html).
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