Dawn/James: The next morning
james-manchild-giles:
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
james-manchild-giles:
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
*raises an eyebrow, they were in fairly small bills, probably to pay for lap dances*
*notices Dawn’s expression* What?
small bills? really?
Well…*shrugs* We’re in Las Vegas, Dawn. And I did want to go to a strip club, so I was prepared on the off chance you were okay with it.
*gets everything set up and has James step inside a small circle. After ten minutes of chanting and some billowing smoke, the spell was cast. and with a flash of smoke the shaman disappeared.*
Dawn/James: The next morning
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
james-manchild-giles:
Alright. Let me go down and get out the money. *winks at Dawn before grabbing his wallet* Be right back.
So you can really do this?
I have a great deal of power, this is a parlor trick for me. *he said, as James walked back into the room*
Dawn/James: The next morning
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
james-manchild-giles:
Done. Money I can do, but any of that soul business you can forget it. Especially if it involves my family. So, $1,000…you want that after I test it out or before?
*smiles and loops her arm in his*
I will need the payment before, so I can pay for my hotel room for the night.
Dawn/James: The next morning
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
james-manchild-giles:
*laughs* That’s a good one. Seriously though, what would I owe you?
*looking warily, not sure if he was actually kidding*
*sighs* $1,000. Room and board in Vegas is not cheap.
Dawn/James: The next morning
im-the-key-ask-me-how:
james-manchild-giles:
I was wondering if you could make me younger? Not too young. Probably…30? Just…temporarily. A test drive if you will. *smiles*
He was also wondering if you would make it so his penis was the same size it is now, just without the painful procedure. *gives him a shy smile*
this can be done. I require payment. I require the soul of your first born child.
Dawn/James: The next morning
Dawn/James: The next morning
james-manchild-giles:
*jumps back at the sudden appearance, glancing the figure over* Where’d Rupert meet you then?
Rupert Giles has known me many years. He is the guardian of the slayer. My kind are very grateful to him. You look very much like him.
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
*smiles, taking Giles’ hand* Thank you.
I am in your debt.
Do not call upon me again, Rupert Giles. *vanishes into the shimmering portal once more*
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
shamanofthelight:
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
shamanofthelight:
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
shamanofthelight:
Very well. *moves around the room, conjuring powders and candles, and anything else he might need.* Lift your shirt *he instructed buffy*
*does so, looking up at Giles a bit nervously*
*Looks down at her reassuringly*
Do not fret, I’m simply marking the boundaries of the time field. *He drew a finger covered in some sort of oil around her stomach.*
*smiles , then looks down at her stomach as he worked*
*Kisses Buffy’s forehead as the shaman took a step back*
This could take some time. Please don’t interrupt. *he started chanting in an ancient language, one that Giles wasn’t even familiar with.*
*looks at Giles, mouthing* I love you.
*Smiles and mouths it back to her* I love you too.
*with a gust of wind winding through the room, the shaman finished his chant.* It is done.
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
shamanofthelight:
rippergiles1955:
buffyannesummers-rp:
shamanofthelight:
Very well. *moves around the room, conjuring powders and candles, and anything else he might need.* Lift your shirt *he instructed buffy*
*does so, looking up at Giles a bit nervously*
*Looks down at her reassuringly*
Do not fret, I’m simply marking the boundaries of the time field. *He drew a finger covered in some sort of oil around her stomach.*
*smiles , then looks down at her stomach as he worked*
*Kisses Buffy’s forehead as the shaman took a step back*
This could take some time. Please don’t interrupt. *he started chanting in an ancient language, one that Giles wasn’t even familiar with.*
