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sunshine_queenSo, watching Buffy gave me nightmares. Not about monsters, no no. No, instead I had dreams about a schedule from hell, filled with classes I somehow had no idea I was signed up for and professors that were evil and walked around saying "unless prevented, at vulgar cost, I will render the greatest power onto utter desolation."
Because that's Professor Walsh on Buffy. The long-haired prophecy lady from season two. and I was like, but my schedule says, referring to the one I have taped on the wall, and nope! I had like, an english class and a psychology class and I think even a French class and I was like, but! I didn't-! But it didn't matter! It was awful.
While I may not be Buffy's biggest fan, I don't like anyone getting the jump on my girl! Who is this Sunday girl?
Also, I am really glad I didn't see this as an impressionable high schooler. Because... I would have been terrified for university.
... GILES HAS A LADY FRIEND. And I- I- I can't- we're not discussing it. And he- and he doesn't want to help Buffy! Or something! HE NEEDS TO HELP. Giiiiiiles! Everything's different now! Boo!
... Ha. I take it back. SEEING AS HE RAN TO HELP! Oh, I do so love Giles, it kept him up not helping her!
And what are those? Commando Slayers? What?
"Don't you hate the guys that are all, 'I'm dark and brooding. Give me love.'?"
*dies* Oh. Angel. *hearts*
SPIIIIIIIIKE! Just Spike! A thousand times Spike! Aieee! And Anya, but she's more "Hee hee, Anya," and not delighted squeals. Although her whole speech to Xander about having sex- as he is nicely shaped and all- slaaays me.
And Buffy have sex on an early date. No one's going to buy the cow...
And Parker is a Skeeve. And poor Harmony. But, mostly, Buffy is the selfishest girl on the planet for all but rubbing Giles's face in the Angel thing. KILLED HIS LADY LOVE, HELLO.
... and now i have to go back to season three to watch "Enemies" because I skipped it by accident. Damn.
So, I kinda feel bad for Faith. Now, after the fact. Plus, when she was in the coma, she looked so little and sad. And Angel! And Buffy! Tricking Faith with his... desoulification! All because Giles was owed a favor! I tell you, the man is a British, more emotionally amenable SpyDaddy. And I love him to death.
Also, it turns out that Season Four divids are set up differently than seasons 1-3, so instead of watching the first two episodes, I watched one and three. Sigh.
Buffy's creepy ass roommate was creepy with a reason! Good.
Also, I have decided to love Anya. People grow on me, people!
And I have one image to leave you with: Giles and power tools.
Because that's Professor Walsh on Buffy. The long-haired prophecy lady from season two. and I was like, but my schedule says, referring to the one I have taped on the wall, and nope! I had like, an english class and a psychology class and I think even a French class and I was like, but! I didn't-! But it didn't matter! It was awful.
While I may not be Buffy's biggest fan, I don't like anyone getting the jump on my girl! Who is this Sunday girl?
Also, I am really glad I didn't see this as an impressionable high schooler. Because... I would have been terrified for university.
... GILES HAS A LADY FRIEND. And I- I- I can't- we're not discussing it. And he- and he doesn't want to help Buffy! Or something! HE NEEDS TO HELP. Giiiiiiles! Everything's different now! Boo!
... Ha. I take it back. SEEING AS HE RAN TO HELP! Oh, I do so love Giles, it kept him up not helping her!
And what are those? Commando Slayers? What?
"Don't you hate the guys that are all, 'I'm dark and brooding. Give me love.'?"
*dies* Oh. Angel. *hearts*
SPIIIIIIIIKE! Just Spike! A thousand times Spike! Aieee! And Anya, but she's more "Hee hee, Anya," and not delighted squeals. Although her whole speech to Xander about having sex- as he is nicely shaped and all- slaaays me.
And Buffy have sex on an early date. No one's going to buy the cow...
And Parker is a Skeeve. And poor Harmony. But, mostly, Buffy is the selfishest girl on the planet for all but rubbing Giles's face in the Angel thing. KILLED HIS LADY LOVE, HELLO.
... and now i have to go back to season three to watch "Enemies" because I skipped it by accident. Damn.
So, I kinda feel bad for Faith. Now, after the fact. Plus, when she was in the coma, she looked so little and sad. And Angel! And Buffy! Tricking Faith with his... desoulification! All because Giles was owed a favor! I tell you, the man is a British, more emotionally amenable SpyDaddy. And I love him to death.
Also, it turns out that Season Four divids are set up differently than seasons 1-3, so instead of watching the first two episodes, I watched one and three. Sigh.
Buffy's creepy ass roommate was creepy with a reason! Good.
Also, I have decided to love Anya. People grow on me, people!
And I have one image to leave you with: Giles and power tools.
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Date: 2007-03-20 05:34 pm (UTC)We shall not speak of Olivia. Ew. And gross.
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Date: 2007-03-21 09:55 pm (UTC)WE DON'T TALK ABOUT OLIVIA. Whatever.
And, okay, I totally saw this episode back when I was a freshman in high school, and I was never going to college! Never. God, it was terrifying. And every time I watched it after that for the next three years, it would similarly freak me out. It's nice that it wasn't actually like that in real life. Although I didn't get to drop books on the head of a cute boy. Oh, Riley. My love for you is complex and somewhat flighty.
SPIKE IS SO GREAT IN SEASON FOUR. He will be back! :D
I'm glad you're feeling bad for Faith. Because seriously, she just . . . breaks my heart. She's so damn lost and tries so hard to act completely invulnerable, and it's just sad. Eliza Dushku kicked ass in that role.
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Date: 2007-03-21 11:31 pm (UTC)Whyyyy does everyone hate Riley? I don't get it.
And I think if I were to watch it again, Faith would break my heart. Because she is so saaad. And Eliza Dushku was really good!
(I, er. Might need more Buffy icons. Sigh.)
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Date: 2007-03-21 09:56 pm (UTC)And now I have a present for you! This is pretty much the best G/J scene in How I Survived My Summer Vacation--
“I don’t like this,” said Rupert Giles.
“I’ll never understand you, Rupert,” Jenny Calendar replied lightly, though Giles could hear the nervousness in her voice. It was their first night together on patrol. He figured she was entitled. “It’s the middle of the night. We’re in a graveyard. What’s not to like?”
“And here I was actually afraid I might miss Buffy this summer,” Giles remarked.
“Are you comparing me to a teenager?”
“Perish the thought.”
“Or not.”
But perishing brought Giles right back to his original problem.
I’d really much rather be patrolling on my own.
But with the Slayer gone for the summer, that simply wasn’t an option. Giles needed all the help guarding the Hellmouth that he could get. At the moment, that meant patrolling with Jenny Calendar, a thing Giles had definite mixed feelings about.
Jenny was brave. She’d proved that during the fatal encounter with the Master. Fatal to the Master, that is. But she was also inexperienced, not accustomed to the rigors of patrol.
Not only that, being one-on-one with her in a potentially dangerous situation was proving difficult for Giles in a way he hadn’t anticipated.
I’m far too old to become a slave to my own hormones.
He did have them. It was true. And, at the moment, they were working overtime.
Because the rest of the truth was that Rupert Giles was having serious feelings for Jenny Calendar. Feelings he was afraid would interfere with his ability to fight effectively when she was by his side. He’d been raised to be a gentleman, as well as a Watcher.
A combination that in this case, he very much feared had the potential to become a fatal double whammy. The urge to protect those for whom he felt responsible was strong.
Carefully, Giles avoided stepping into a gopher hole. Or at least he hoped it was a gopher hole, and not a place where something small, nasty, and underworldly had crawled up to see what was going on. He turned to warn Jenny to be careful.
He was just in time to watch her drop to her knees, a stake in one clenched fist, and sink full force into the hole. She pulled her arm back out, brushed dirt from the sleeve of her jacket.
“It’s all right. It’s just a gopher hole,” she announced.
Giles felt his stomach lurch, then settle. This was much worse than he had thought.
“Do you suppose you could be a little less precipitous?” he asked, his tone sharp.
Jenny got to her feet, tucking the stake into the waistband of her pants. She made such a big production of it that Giles knew she was hurt. “I said it was just a gopher hole.”
“You had no way of knowing that ahead of time,” Giles went on. “You could have been sucked right in by . . . whatever might be down there.”
Jenny eyed what was left of the hole a little doubtfully. “I don’t think I’d fit through there, Rupert.”
“Anything can be made to fit anywhere if sufficient force is exerted,” Giles said shortly.
“All right,” Jenny challenged with a lift of her chin. “What would you have done?”
“Used my foot,” Giles replied.
He moved away, his walk betraying his continued agitation.
“You’re doing it again, aren’t you?” Jenny asked as she hurried to keep up. “I can always tell.”
“I am not.”
They walked a few steps in silence.
“What?”
“What?”
“I’m doing what again?” Giles asked. The pace of his walk slowed.
“Wishing I’d be a good little woman and just stay home.”
“Are you suggesting I’m a male chauvinist?” Giles said, stopping altogether. “That’s degrading to us both.”
“That’s right, it is,” Jenny said, growing heated in her turn. “So I’d appreciate it if you’d just knock it off. I can take care of myself, Rupert. You ought to know that by now.”
“It’s not your abilities I doubt,” Giles snapped. “It’s—”
“Get down!”
and lo, it continues!
Date: 2007-03-21 09:57 pm (UTC)“Miss Calendar – Jenny,” he managed to gasp out. “Much as I appreciate your boldness, I hardly think—“”
“I saw something,” Jenny whispered as she rolled off him. “I’m pretty sure it landed in those trees over there.”
She pointed. Giles could see her extended forefinger tremble ever so slightly.
“I don’t see anything,” he said as he got cautiously to his knees. “But the trees would provide excellent cover.”
“What should we do now?” Jenny asked. “I know. We could split up, try to trap it between us.”
She boosted herself to her feet, staying low. Before she could take so much as a step, Giles’s arm flashed out. He gripped her wrist tightly, halting her forward momentum.
“Absolutely not.”
Jenny’s head swiveled to face him. “What?”
“Absolutely not,” Giles said again. “We don’t know what it is. There’s strength in numbers. We go together, or not at all.”
“Well, all right,” Jenny said, her tone aggrieved. “If that’s the way you want it.”
“It is.”
Jenny jerked her arm away. “The macho look does not become you.”
“I’ll take that under advisement.” Giles got to his feet in a crouch. “Stay behind me.”
And then plot takes over in place of shippiness. :P The hell?
Re: and lo, it continues!
Date: 2007-03-21 11:29 pm (UTC)And aiieeee! That was in print! That was in print! Oh, Jenny/Giles.
So, I posted my fic in the comm and booooo! No one caaaares!