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Magic Box, Wednesday [12/19]

Andrew arrived early and set up for his shift, making sure the free vials of holy water were easily seen from the street.

The gray clouds and the nippy weather gave him hope for seeing some more snow flurries, so he sat near the windows and gazed outside.

And then he started humming. And then singing:

"I am sitting
In the morning
At the diner
On the corner

I am waiting
At the counter
For the man
To pour the coffee..."

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Sometime after his discussion with Mel, Xander headed into the Magic Box, both hoping to see Giles and wanting to avoid this conversation with him at the same time.

"Andrew!" he said with a surreal sense of relief, when he saw who was behind the counter. "Just the guy I was... totally expecting to see."

"Xander!" Andrew exclaimed with a smile. "How fairs it, friend?" And with a slightly more worried expression, "How's Willow?"

Xander crumpled the piece of paper in his hand slightly when he frowned and anwered, "Still out."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked. "The radio hasn't exactly been giving out much helpful information. I've been reading up on vampires." Andrew pointed to a stack of books on the counter. "I've even found some references to Angelus. He's not one for keeping a low profile."

"Clearly you haven't seen the guy's forehead." Xander smoothed out the list in his hand. "Honestly you can help best by staying the hell away from him. And inside at night. Less people he can get near, the less he can hurt."

He decided not to mention his little foray into the park with Rikku and John last night. Xander clearly had enough on his plate and Andrew really didn't want a lecture. "Oh, of course. I wouldn't dream of going outside at night. I was thinking more along the lines of baking Willow some cookies... which would clearly be silly and useless as people in comas aren't really big with the chewing of baked goods."

"No, but she could smell them maybe," Xander pointed out. Hell, it wouldn't hurt. Anything was worth trying, to wake her up. "Actually knowing Willow? The nicest thing you could do would be stop by and read her homework to her."

It's.... kind of sad that he knows Willow that well.

Andrew really didn't like seeing his friends upset. "What can I do for you?" he asked. "Do you have holy water? We've got a lot of it right here. Giles isn't charging. Can I get you lunch? Something to drink? A hug?"

Xander blinked at the array of options, and decided the safest answer was to go with what he came in for in the first place. "Holy water I've got, but you could help with the grocery list here." He set the list of herbs, candles, and various stones down on the counter. "It's... kind of a present for Willow when she wakes up."

If it were Giles, he'd know what kind of present it was - Xander just wasn't sure how he'd feel about it. Hell, Xander wasn't sure how Xander felt about it.

[OOC: And I sneak off for a meeting!]

Edited 2007-12-19 17:50 (UTC)

Andrew took the list and read down the ingredients. "I think we've got this pretty much covered," he commented, already starting to move to gather the various items on the list.

"So you're making her some kind of mystical gift basket?"

"More like a gift basket for the whole island. Kind of a share the love deal." It might not ever get used, but at least being prepared made Xander feel like he was doing something.

"That's really thoughtful of you," Andrew said, pausing to give Xander an encouraging smile. "I'll chip in. I haven't really had a chance to get to know Willow, but she is a native Sunnydalian. It's the least I could do."

Xander was a little fearful about what he might chip in - what exactly were the mystical properties of funnel cake? "We could always use more mugwort," he suggested. "Willow's a big mugwort girl."

"Oh, cool, holy water?" Sokka asked, grabbing a few and stuffing them in his bag. "Katara will LOVE these! ... Uh, why are they free, though? Did the holiness wear off or something?"

"Nope, it's still very potent in the holiness. Here at the Magic Box, we care about the community, and in times of strife, such as these, we want to do our part to help our fellow citizens. So, holy water! For the burning and scarring of evil vampire types. Have you taken any other measures to protect yourself" Andrew asked.

"Strife...?" Sokka asked. "...Vampires? VAMPIRES!" He hurriedly started stuffing more vials into his bag. And then stopped.

"Ohhhh, no, wait, never mind. We're all good. See, there are a few people on the island who are what's called 'vampire slayers'. They've got, like, special powers and things, and they can take down the lurks no problem."

"True," Andrew agreed. "But they haven't taken him down yet and he's been here for days now. And this is no ordinary vampyre, " he said. "This is the infamous Angelus. He's, you know really, um... infamous."

"...Oh. That... doesn't sound good. Do you think Mel needs backup?"

"Well, I won't say that she can't handle the situation, but I did go out on a little patrol with a few friends last night. You know, to do our part," he said flippantly.

Sokka gave him a thumbs-up. "Awesome! Did you find anything?"

"I think he was too scared to come out and face us," Andrew replied. "Rikku was the bait, but with both John and I there, the vamp would have been crazy try and take it. We probably should have kept a lower profile."

Sokka scratched his head over that. "Maybe next time you should use someone less bad-ass as the bait?"

"That or we need fresher steak," Andrew replied. "Would you be interested in playing the bait role?"

"No, I said LESS bad-ass," Sokka corrected. "Like you, maybe. Or... Did you say 'steak'?"

"Like...? Hey! I am plenty bad-ass. I can speak a couple dozen dead languages, summon all kinds of demonic beasts... I - I - I lived for sixteen years right next to the Hellmouth!" Andrew frowned.

"...That is pretty bad-ass," Sokka admitted. "But it doesn't really help when Vlad's snapping at your neck, unless you've already summoned the..." He looked at Andrew funny. "You only summon GOOD demons, right?"

"..." Andrew scratched the top of his head. "Oh, yeah. I only summon the good ones. You, um, you don't want to mess with those non-good demons."

"Yeah," Sokka agreed. "But even the good ones can be pretty scary when you piss them off."

After having been abducted for a day by the Spirit of the Forest, and nearly imprisoned for all eternity by the Spirit of Knowledge, Sokka was just a little cautious regarding the supernatural realm.

"Well, you need to meet a Snapu demon. It's basically a bunny rabbit, but without the fluffy fur. And with fangs."

Andrew thought it over. "Actually, it's the stuff of nightmares. Forget I mentioned it."

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