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"giles, hurry up! you definitely wanna get down here for this!"
j*ss wh*don wouldnt show us giles in the group hug i have to do EVERYTHING around here!!!!!
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"Ah," he started, a self-conscious smile playing on his face. Giles couldn't read people, not like some of his old friends could, but he was sensitive enough. "You look troubled. And I did hear about Lord Henry's case against you." A painter who could steal souls—a demon, by the most basic interpretation, yet a tragic figure to the romantic.
"I'm sorry—" He extended his hand. "Rupert Giles. The Council sacked me about a year ago."
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer -> 2.08: The Dark Age
Hello, Ripper.
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any buffy writers willing to take an old man on?
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BEST OF BTVS: Rupert Giles — Season Two
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i haven't been on rp tumblr in an age and a half but i'm so glad the best giles is still here! keep being awesome <3
you are too kind, good friend. i do wish i was actually here more but such is life.
i hope you are having a great day!
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And just like that, a space beside the pretty stranger opened up. It wasn't much by any stretch—Ripper had to stand between the stools, his back against some girl's sweaty arm and it forced him to be a little too close to the man's personal space as if he could slot himself right between his legs if he so wanted. He gave the other man a nod, a quick smile, and another look.
"You're the singer." This close to him, Rip was certain he'd made the right decision. Now if he could just wrangle his heartbeat into something more manageable than a boy with a crush... "Why aren't you on stage?"
@gilesian prompted: [ GAZE ] : sender watches receiver from across a crowded room.

He was tall, dark, and handsome. Just John's type. He looked familiar, too. Not in a way that John knew him, but in this scene, it wasn't unusual to see the same faces again and again. Mucous Membrane wasn't going to be radio-friendly any time soon, but they were popular enough in the clubs. The chaos that came with their shows was like catnip for a particularly feral sort of felines.
John settled onto a bar stool and ordered a drink. He wasn't particularly interested in the beer. Rather, he wanted to be still enough to be found. It was a silent dare. John knew damned well the noticing had been a mutual thing. Hopefully attraction was too.
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S01:E09 - The Puppet Show (Part 11)
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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER REWATCH -> Reptile Boy (2.05)
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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | S05E18: "Intervention"
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is there a place at all in this world for little old me... follow me on my aziraphale blog if you haven't already
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer 1.03 — "Witch"
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Giles & Joyce in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, S3E6 "Band Candy"
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RUPERT GILES + text posts
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mr. giles in every btvs episode ↳ 1.01: “Welcome to the Hellmouth”
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"Eh," he grinned around his now lit cigarette. "Anywhere with more sun than England counts as a holiday."
Rip shrugged eloquently, flicking ash into the provided receptacle. "We have half of a plan. Still a lot more than we usually do." He took a short drag. "She does. A Wesley Wyndam-Pryce. From what I heard he seems to be a textbook Watcher, by which I mean he hasn't been outside of his study halls for most of his adult life. He's not even thirty yet."
"Christ, don't remind me," John grumbled. "Almost had meself fooled that we were on holiday."
John plucked Rip's cigarette from his lips and put it, along with his own, between his lips. He lit them both and handed Rip's back. The first hit was deep and long. It had been hours since his last smoke during a layover in New York. He got pleasantly light-headed and it took the edge off his previous annoyance.
"Do we have a plan? I feel like we fell asleep over the mid-west still figuring that out. Won't she have a Watcher or whatever?"
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