Aereopagitica, 17 October

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

It's chilly. It's raining. There's a pot of tea on the counter.

[ooc: Sorry about there being no post on Thursday. Lawyers and veterinarians were involved.]

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Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Giles is perusing 501 Latin Verbs, muttering to himself.

Neglego, nego, nequeo, nescio, niteo....

Re: Morning

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

The Doctor stepped into the store for what was amazingly his first time.

"I'm looking for a book," he declared, simply.

Re: Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Giles looked up. "Very good. We have those here." He looked at the man expectantly, waiting for further detail.

Re: Morning

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"Really? That's fantastic. Nothing worse than stepping into a book shop that has no books," the Doctor said. "Do you specialize in anything?"

Re: Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

"Well, I've tried to collect as wide a variety as possible, but I must admit to a certain leaning towards Latin and the occult."

Re: Morning

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"Occult, really?" the Doctor looked intrigued. "European, Asian, African, or just a big goulash mix of them all?"

Re: Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Giles paused and thought for a moment. "Goulash, I suppose, but I'm rather light on the Asian at the moment.

"But that's not all I carry," Giles hastened to add, his shopkeeper's instincts ringing. "You'll find a variety of fiction, history, literature, criticism, and art." Please don't ask about science...

Re: Morning

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"What about science?" the Doctor asked. "Or is this one of those new-agey sort of shops? Should I be careful not to disturb the flow of chi through the shelves?"

Re: Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Giles winced. "Well, I'm rather light on the science at the moment. I have several ancient Latin and Greek scientific texts you might be interested in, though."

At the word "new age" Giles winced again. "No. It is not. Or I should be all akimbo every time I dust. Please feel free to browse the shelves as much as you like."

The 'new age' concept was something of a sore point for Giles. His supplier had once sent him a box full of trade paperbacks by authors with names like "Rowan Goldendeer" and with titles like How to Turn Your Ex-Boyfriend into a Toad: And Other Spells for Love, Wealth, Beauty, and Revenge.

Giles had sent the entire box back with a note.

Dear Gerald:

Please put these where the sun does not shine.

And I do not mean the Od'nna dimension.

Re: Morning

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

The Doctor chuckled. "May I ask the name of the proprietor?"

Re: Morning

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Holding out his hand, Giles said, "That would be me, Rupert Giles."

Lunch

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Ham with dill mustard. Mmmm.

Afternoon

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Is that gurgling I'm hearing in the basement?

Early Evening

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Now Giles is flipping through the Yellow Pages. Still muttering.

Physicians-Urology, Piano Sales and Service, Picture Framing, Pizza, Playground Equipment, ah hah: Plumbing...

Re: Early Evening

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

The gray weather outside allowed Natalie to leave for work a little early. She decided to make a stop at the bookstore, hoping to drop off the notes she had collected for Mr. Giles. If she was lucky, she might also find time for a latte before heading to the clinic, as well.

Standing just inside the door, she allowed it to close and wiped a raindrop as it rolled down her forehead. "Hello? Mr. Giles?"

Re: Early Evening

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Someone was stomping up a flight of stairs somewhere in the back of the shop.

"You'd think I'd asked him to come out a noon on Christmas for what--" Giles made it out to the front of the store and saw Dr. Lambert. He brightened considerably.

"Ah, Dr. Lambert. How nice to see you. How can I help you today?"

Re: Early Evening

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

Nat smiled as she saw Giles approach. "And good to see you, Mister Giles." She withdrew a leather-bound notebook and offered it to him. "I've been busy while you were away."

Re: Early Evening

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

Giles's eyebrows went up.

"Apparently." He took the notebook and started flipping through it. "What am I seeing here?"

Re: Early Evening

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

"It's most everything I've learned about vampires...as I know them, at least." Her lips curled into a lopsided smile. "I tried not to get too bogged down in technical details. If I have, I'll gladly translate."

Re: Early Evening

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you give me a brief overview," Giles said, laying the notebook to one side. "And then I can look at your notes more in depth later."

Re: Early Evening

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

"Of course." Natalie readjusted her bag on her shoulder, wondering where to begin. "I've written a bit about both the social observations I've made and the medical: What types of 'extended families' they seem to travel in, how they interact with one another, as well as what I've discovered about their physical condition. I've been able to identify vampirism as a virus, but there appears to be a spiritual or psychological aspect of the infection as well that I can't treat." She shook her head. "Not that the virus has historically responded well to treatment. Really pretty much the opposite."

She paused. "I, ah, couldn't pass on everything; some things I really can't share until I've discussed it with my other 'patient.' But I've included as much as I'm comfortable with.

"I suppose I don't need to tell you to be very careful with that information."

Re: Early Evening

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

"Yes, yes, that goes without saying."

Giles shook his head. "It's just so amazing. The differences, I mean. Do you know I met a man today in whose dimension vampires came from space?"

Re: Early Evening

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

Natalie's brows arched upward. "Space?" She blinked. "Did he ever mention them being anything other than vampires? Or were they a race of vampires?"

Curiosity, it was said, killed the cat...but maybe not a vampire.

OOC

[rup-giles.livejournal.com]

You see, it's like this...

Re: OOC

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

"...I am the very model of the modern major general..."