"Oh wow, oh, that's fucking awesome. Then what happened?" Gerard is doing everything but telling this Buffy Summers that he's been in love with her ever since he first read about the Slayer, and Brian can tell Buffy is torn between being flattered and bemused. Which tends to be the common reaction, really, when faced with Gerard in full-on fanboy mode.
Brian tries to go back to the text he was looking over (who knew werewolves were not the only evil furry creatures to be drawn out by the moon?) but fails again. It's not like the Magic Box is a big store, so the fact that he keeps getting distracted by Gerard and Buffy laughing, well, it's not that fucking weird, isn't it? He's not sure why the two of them can't keep it down. Him and Gerard came here for a reason, really, not to--
He looks up from the book when someone sits down in front of him. It's the redhead he noticed when they came in; she's smiling sympathetically.
"Buffy has that effect on everyone," she says. "For what it's worth, she pretty much never looks back, and she likes her boys to be at least almost as strong as she is."
Jesus fucking Christ, is he really being this obvious? Brian sighs at himself and checks his first impulse to vehemently deny it. He's smarter than that, and this girl is obviously way past smart enough to see through him.
"Do you know anything about this?" he asks instead, turning the book so she can see what he was looking at.
"Oooh, yes," she says, and now she sounds, well, she sounds like Gerard, actually, when he's really really into something. Brian can only follow about half of the explanation (it has to do with the peculiarities of October), but he manages to describe what chased them and Willow (Anya, the blond manning the counter comes over briefly to demand help with something, and so Brian gets both their names) gives him a simple spell to set up a quick ward, should it ever happen again. Once he's proven that he's done magic before, that is.
Then she wants to see his tattoos closer, because "well, they're really magical, aren't they? Did you have them done that way, or is it your innate abilities--" and when she's tracing the marks on his arm, Brian turns to see Gerard looking over at them, frowning. Brian looks back at Willow, who seems to be stifling a smile.
"I told you you didn't have to worry," she murmurs.
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Date: 2009-10-08 10:03 am (UTC)Brian tries to go back to the text he was looking over (who knew werewolves were not the only evil furry creatures to be drawn out by the moon?) but fails again. It's not like the Magic Box is a big store, so the fact that he keeps getting distracted by Gerard and Buffy laughing, well, it's not that fucking weird, isn't it? He's not sure why the two of them can't keep it down. Him and Gerard came here for a reason, really, not to--
He looks up from the book when someone sits down in front of him. It's the redhead he noticed when they came in; she's smiling sympathetically.
"Buffy has that effect on everyone," she says. "For what it's worth, she pretty much never looks back, and she likes her boys to be at least almost as strong as she is."
Jesus fucking Christ, is he really being this obvious? Brian sighs at himself and checks his first impulse to vehemently deny it. He's smarter than that, and this girl is obviously way past smart enough to see through him.
"Do you know anything about this?" he asks instead, turning the book so she can see what he was looking at.
"Oooh, yes," she says, and now she sounds, well, she sounds like Gerard, actually, when he's really really into something. Brian can only follow about half of the explanation (it has to do with the peculiarities of October), but he manages to describe what chased them and Willow (Anya, the blond manning the counter comes over briefly to demand help with something, and so Brian gets both their names) gives him a simple spell to set up a quick ward, should it ever happen again. Once he's proven that he's done magic before, that is.
Then she wants to see his tattoos closer, because "well, they're really magical, aren't they? Did you have them done that way, or is it your innate abilities--" and when she's tracing the marks on his arm, Brian turns to see Gerard looking over at them, frowning. Brian looks back at Willow, who seems to be stifling a smile.
"I told you you didn't have to worry," she murmurs.