Perkolator, late Monday afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

{Public place, so pretty much unavoidably for broadcast, though they're not especially trying to be overheard.}


Xander grabs a table near the back for Buffy and himself, stowing his books to one side where it's a little less likely that he some nameless clumsy oaf will knock over a full cup of coffee onto his homework.

"My treat - where what can I grab you?" he asks Buffy.

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[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy smiles and kicks her mun for not having a scoobies icon. "I'm thinking the biggest chocolatey mocha we can find?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"I think that can be arranged."

Xander walks to the counter and orders one grande mocha with whipped cream cinnamon, extra chocolate syrup and skim milk because that totally makes it calorie-free, as he learned from Cordelia, and one thing that is not exactly the same thing as that minus the skim milk, because drinking something that's basically coffee-flavored hot chocolate would be unmanly. No, what Xander orders for himself is pure liquid rotgut. It just looks like a fru-fru girly drink.

He comes back to the table carrying two of those 'big enough to driwn a small puppy in' coffee mugs, and slides one across to Buffy. "I think there's some coffee in there. Somewhere."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy grins and takes a sip. "There is certainly plenty of chocolate, so the coffee must be in there somewhere." She took another sip and that's when her hands started to shake. She set the mug down and looked at Xander very closely.

"You're sure...you're sure you weren't hurt on Friday?"

[soldtoarmenians]

[Player bitchsmacks LJ which did not send comment notification. I'm on my way home, so next reply will be delayed.]
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He shakes his head. "I'm good. Logan and Rory didn't make out so well, but Angelus never came near me. I just got to see the aftermath. Well, half of the aftermath. The Logan half."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy is obviously still scared for him. She stands and moves to his side. She puts a hand along each side of his face and stares into his eyes. She looks him over very closely and when she realizes he isn't bluffing, she hugs him.

"When I heard about the attacks...I thought I was going to lose you." Sha shakes her head. "You and Angelus/Angel were never pals and when he started killing...you were living with him."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander hugs her back, a little uncomfortably, and shakes his head. "Nah; I don't think I'm really worth his time, unless I'm right up in his face about something, and then it's just about worth the effort to shove me out of the way.

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Satisfied that Xander's okay, she sits back down and studies her mocha before taking another drink.

"Tara says that he has his soul back...and that confuses me. So, he's Angel until someone gives him a happy again and then he turns back into Angelus?"

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander stirs his coffee with the red plastic straw for a second before giving in and just eating the whipped cream with a spoon.

"I guess?" he says uncertainly. "I'm not sure how this Angel managed to lose his soul again to begin with. He knows Faith, so he seems to be from after Willow put it back in the first time."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy sighs and drinks some more of her chocolatey goodness coffee drink.

"This place gets so confusing sometimes."

[soldtoarmenians]

"You're telling me - seems like everybody I know is here, and then there's people like Tara who know me but I don't know them, but nobody's from quite the same time or version of Sunnydale."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

"Exactly! Faith knows me, but I have no idea who she is. Tara knew a version of me and therefore keeps an eye on me me and Angelus apparently was the Angelus from my Sunnydale and..." she sighs and looks at Xander. "And I still don't know if you and I come from the same Sunnydale...but even if we don't, I'm glad you're here Xand."

[soldtoarmenians]

"I know Faith, so I think I'm from a little further along than you are, but--" Xander grins. "Life wouldn't be the same without a Buffy."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy grins at him.

"Thanks, Xander, I feel the same way." She takes another drink. "Care to answer a few questions for me?"

[soldtoarmenians]

He raises an eyebrow. "As long as they're not math questions. There is not enough caffeine in the world to make me do story problems in my head."

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy laughs. "No math, I suck at math, remember?" She takes a drink. "From what time are you from? I came here right after I sent Angelus to hell and stopped that Acathla creature from rising."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Oh, no math, just straight to the quantum physics, huh?" Xander grins and shakes his head.

"I left Sunnydale a week or so before we were supposed to graduate; it sounds like you're about a year ... uh. Younger? Earlier? Than me."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake curls his hands around his hazelnut mocha with cream and stares into empty air, waiting for Lilly to arrive.


((ooc: I was hoping to use this post, but if I can't, just let me know and I'll delete. :) ))

[iwasawesome.livejournal.com]

Lilly strolled into the Perk, grabbing a drink before joining Jake at his table.

"Hey- we're meeting now, right?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake blinked, startled out of his ponderings. He grinned at her. "Yes, indeedy. Thanks again for doing this. I appreciate it."

[iwasawesome.livejournal.com]

Lilly grins back. "Not a problem. Like I said- there's no way I could deny the world the hotness of me."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Snickering, Jake pulled out his sketchbook from his backpack. "Sensible attitude. I admire it. So, anyway, I've made some.. idea sketches? Thought you could have a look at them, see what you'd be willing to do?"

[iwasawesome.livejournal.com]

Lilly leaned into the table to get a better view of the book. "Cool. I'm pretty much up for anything."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Flipping through the book, Jake found what he was looking for (http://pics.livejournal.com/courier_gavin/pic/000dhpdb/g38) and pushed the sketchbook over to her. "Something like this be okay? Do you have any guns or something?" he added.

[iwasawesome.livejournal.com]

Lilly raised an eyebrow, and then grinned. "Cool. I don't have any guns, though. But like, there are fifty million violent people around here, I'm sure one of them's got one we could borrow or something."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake nodded. "Yeah, if nothing else, I can probably talk Krycek into lending us his. This has sort of "Hot girls with weapons" theme, so, you know. If worse comes to worse, I'll find you a bread knife." He grinned. "Or a whip."