Curiosity lays the seed for discovery {Leo}

[Rupert Giles]

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[atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h328/shophostingbbne/5e82c886.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; height: 1200px; width: 500px; color: #FFFFFF;] Giles hadn't slept very well the night previous, but he had expected it. He was a curious man by nature and would drop everything until he had figured out a solution. Leo was a riddle and Giles felt guilty thinking of him that way but he had access to a knowledge that couldn't be found in books and it was frustrating him. He had spent the day occupying himself with tasks around the shop, but as the sun began to set he realized that ignoring the problem would only distract him for too long and might interrupt with the grand opening of the shop. With the slightest amount of guilt he pulled out the number that Leo had given him the night before and dialed the number. A slightly groggy voice answered him and after a few minutes of speaking Giles put down the phone, plucked up his keys and pulled on his coat. Leaving the shop he was careful to lock up before walking calmly to the old apartment block. It was intimidating in height, but far more in silence. Giles assumed that once it had been full of families but now it was almost lifeless with most of the top windows blacked out appearing to be to keep people out but Giles knew it was to keep the sun out instead. Beneath one arm was a thick covered journal and two pens and one pencil were in his pocket. Giles had already jotted down everything he learned the night before, however he knew he would learn more information, and he had no ideals of lying to the boy about where some of his interest lay. Of course he was interested in the boy himself but until he understood everything he could his curiosity would always stand in the way of any normal conversation. Since he was going against the Watchers council and lying for the boy he figured that Leo might not mind as much. Moving towards the apartment block Giles noticed there was no buzzer outside and the door was open so stepping inside he gravitated towards the lift recalling that the house had been on the top floors. The lift opened with a ping and Giles steeped inside noting that the top floors were not lit up. Wit ha curious smile he pushed the buzzer to call the elevator controller and waited for a reply. Tags Leo Word Count 397 (Sorry it's so short) Muse Judas - Lady gaga Notes Pfft none really other then satisfying our rp needs XD

[Leo]

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[atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h328/shophostingbbne/a968fa75.png); height: 1200px; width: 500px; background-repeat: no-repeat;] Leo had been half expecting the buzz since he'd taken Giles' phonecall earlier. Still it had taken less time then expected with the side effect that when Giles had buzzed him for the lift he'd been caught only in jeans. He padded over to where he had one of two 'main' keys in the lift controls ready unlocking to allow access to the top floors, trusting Giles would work out to go for the penthouse option. Then he padded back to his room, throwing a sleeveless shirt on hoping to look some semblance of attired by the time Giles arrived. He was nervous yes, and instinctively he picked up Ictus, he knew in this situation he wouldn't need Trucido. Ictus had the fire power enough to take out a human, should it come to that. Neutrally he kept Ictus where it could be seen. Hey he still wasn't sure how Giles was going to handle him. With that done he started to prepare his cats breakfasts, he'd grown tired of the stares and mrowls at him. The most vocal was Bustopher who he lifted placing into the bedroom he'd vacated taking his smaller portion of food with him and placing that down shutting the door. The others were more then happy to eat in the kitchen without trying to steal each others food. With that part handled he set to work on other domestic chores around the penthouse he occupied as his true living quarters, lighting the fire in the living room, cleaning the numerous cat litter trays littered about and generally ensuring the place looked tidy. He picked the other bowls up as the cats finished their meals placing them in the sink and running the water before letting Bustopher out. With this done he settled in one of the seats in the lounge area waiting. Immediately he had Skimbleshanks and Quaxo in his lap, both purring wanting affection while Princess had leapt up onto the back of the sofa play biting his hair. Oh yes he was nervous, but he didn't really want to show this. He twitched slightly focusing on petting the two cats on his lap. Of course he'd seated himself where he could observe the lift door. He knew he hadn't told Giles everything about himself, the only reason that he had agreed to this meeting. He didn't know how it would leave him but....he'd heard it said before that talking was the best form of therapy.

[Rupert Giles]

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[atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h328/shophostingbbne/5e82c886.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; height: 1200px; width: 500px; color: #FFFFFF;] A click echoed around the elevator before the rest of the lights lit up. A small crease appeared at the side of giles' mouth and even he was unable to tell if it was out of amusement or reading to click his tongue in disbelief. He wasn't sure if Leo was just arrogant or naive. He had done nothing to ensure that it was actually Giles. He was strong enough to take on anything that came his way but that still did not allow for carelessness it had gotten his previous Slayers hurt as they had gotten strong and he pulled out his journal to make a small note in a corner to mention it to the boy. It was important that he did not slip and a quick glance around showed no cameras. Perhaps they were hidden and if they were then he would be impressed but the lights had come on too quick for anyone to have checked in a camera, especially if he had checked for those hidden by or behind others. The lift moved steadily up and Giles found himself wishing silently for stairs. He hated technology and the idea of intrusting his life into a hunk of metal was uncomfortable especially when too many demons could take on smaller forms and cut through the precariously thin metal ropes. He took a deep breath and cleared his mind before it fell into useless panic, but could not suppress the relief when the doors swished open at the penthouse and he stepped out. Only looking up at the owner of the block. A wain smile slipped onto his face still unsure of his feelings toward the child. Already he had disobeyed so much of his training and it was annoying his usually straight-laced attitude. Stepping into the room where the boy sat he mentally muttered about the lack of manners, but quickly realized to was more to do with nerves and cats then a bad upbringing. "I apologize for this visit, I tried to ensure it was on your own territory to put you at ease. I am unarmed be assured of that." He said genitally, before his mind slipped into teacher mode. "I am sure that you understand that I will be asking difficult questions (In return you may also ask with you wish to know about me as we will be working together as much as each of us allows.) as I am the most senior Watcher in the area and for all intents you are a Slayer so I must know your weaknesses and strengths in the event we face a powerful evil and I am forced to call all the Slayers together. You will have to support each other so must know each others failings so there will me no holes for creatures to break through." He froze realizing he was ranting slightly and tapped his journal a smile on his face. "However I will not say that this is not fascinating as noone has recorded a damphir in years." He chuckled, fully intending to be straight with the boy it would not do to begin their relationship with any more lies then had already been uncovered. Tags Leo Word Count 533 Muse Witchcraft - Pendulum Notes Whoop now we can have the tea talk XD

[Leo]

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[atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i1104.photobucket.com/albums/h328/shophostingbbne/a968fa75.png); height: 1200px; width: 500px; background-repeat: no-repeat;] Leo had slowly stood as he'd seen the lift door open the cats for the most part scattering to hide, though Princess had instead bounded over to greet Giles with an almost demanding maowl for attention. Slowly he'd walked over to Giles, carrying his own weapon openly giving a nod. "Shall we retreat to my study, I kept some information back, information I wasn't comfortable telling Dez," he stated softly. "Oh, and would you like some tea by the way," he offered quietly, trying to remember his manners. He knew he'd been taught enough by his mother. He glanced at Giles waiting his answer to his questions nodding listening to him as well. It was understandable all what he'd said. Princess was still maowling at Giles and then at Leo wanting some form of attention. Leo shook his head "Excuse me," he stated picking the cat up fussing her now to allow himself and no doubt Giles more peace as they spoke scratching behind an ear. Princess purred looking over at Giles with an almost smug expression. Leo had smiled at the comment on no one having seen a Dhampir for years. "Most.... most succumb to bloodlust fully at the age of 50 years, still looking young for a human, and become addicted to human blood. They get killed by slayers, even though a conventional stake won't work....firearms if shot for any point that would kill a human instantaneously, or any other weapon similar....would," he explained. "I'm a bit of a rarity for my kind, over 100 years," he added on with a shrug. He'd already laid Ictus down carefully, the silver gun metal gleaming in the soft light. As darkness fell proper he couldn't help but to open a few of the blinds looking out over the city seeing the many lights still on high in office blocks, a soft sigh escaping him. He sometimes loved the view. "By the way, my apologies if my decor taste isn't to your style," he said softly back still turned to him, a rather large display of trust seemingly. But he was listening, and feeling, ready to move to intercept or dodge any attacks as was needed.