James T Kirk Memorial Causeway, Sunday morning

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

This, Giles decided as he stepped across the causeway, was about as far away from Sunnydale as he could get without actually leaving the country. Which, in spite of everything he wasn't quite ready to do yet.

In his pocket he had the address of the building he'd had his real estate agent lease for the shop, as well as a list of possible places to live. He decided before checking out either, he was going to wander the town a little, get a feel for the place and the people living here.

So far it seemed a quaint little town, but he was going to memorise the locations of any cemetaries just in case.



[OOC: Giles has arrived. :) Open as he wanders the streets looking for potential Hellmouths]

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55 Minotaur Lane

[stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com]

Stan was airing out his shop, windows open, door open, as he dragged an area rug out the front door.

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[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles paused to watch for a moment. "Moving in or out?"

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[stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com]

Stanley coughed a bit from the dust. "Moving in. Arrived here on Friday. Have you been here long?" he asked, setting the rug down.

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[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"About..." Giles consulted his watch, "twenty minutes. Give or take."

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[stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like you know your way around this place even less than I do. Have you found a place yet?"

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[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I've got a lease on a shop on Apocalypse." And wasn't that street name nicely ironic?

[outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com]

Aiden was just walking, as you do on a Sunday morning. Technically she was heading to JGoB for a late breakfast, but she was taking a long route to get there.

She smiled and nodded a greeting at the man she didn't recognise. How easy it was to distinguish that nod, considering the layers she was wearing, she wasn't really sure.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles nodded back at the bundled up girl. "Good morning."

[outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com]

"Mornin'," Aiden returned, digging her hands deeper into her pockets. She examined him for a moment, then, pretty certain she'd never seen him around before, added, "Vistor or jus' moved here?"

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"Just moved," Giles said. "Just arrived actually. I'm going to be opening a magic shop on Apocalypse."

[outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Aiden nodded shifting beneath her layers to keep warm. "Well, welcome to ya," she said.

"Think you'll do yourself pretty well in a place like this," she continued. "I got a PI office. Up on Apocalypse too."

[agentthepaper]

Yomiko was on her way to The Perk for caffeinated goodness, walking and reading as you do. Well, as you do if you're her. Today's was a nineteenth-century French novel--in the original French--and it was quite engrossing. So she didn't see Giles until she nearly walked into him.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles put out a hand to keep from running into the young woman. "Excuse me," he said. "That must be a terribly engrossing book."

[agentthepaper]

"Oh, excuse me!" Yomiko said, and, "Oh, yes!" Then she handwavily, because the mun is much more conversant with Russian novels began babbling about the plot. It probably didn't make much sense.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles smiled at her, reminded of Willow's enthusiastic monologues. "It does sound intriguing," he agreed.

[guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com]

El Mariachi was out enjoying the day, sitting on a bench playing his guitar.

He nodded to the man he had never seen before.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles nodded back.

[guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me, but you look a little lot. Can I help you?"

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"I don't think so. I'm just familiarising myself with where everything is," Giles said.

[guitar-and-gun.livejournal.com]

El nodded. "You are new to town, then?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool was taking the only weetiny penguin he had left for a walk. Actually, it was more like he was going for a walk and the penguin was riding in an empty pouch on his belt, sleeping.

He nodded politely at the guy with the glasses.

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

Giles didn't so much nod back as stare. He wasn't sure which was odder - the mask or the tiny penguin hitchkiker.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

(Ooo! Staring is a sure sign of a newbie!)

He stopped and grinned under the mask. "You must be new in town."

[exwatcher.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Giles replied. He supposed the locals were used to masked penguin carriers.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

(British! Please say he's a butler, pleeeeease.)

"Good. Because I think of myself as a social guy and I've never seen you before, so that would make me all out of sorts." He put out his hand. "Deadpool."