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[fairweather]

You have some nerve throwing me out among the masses without giving me time to prepare. A lady must always look her best. My hair is utterly dreadful, you haven't even given me time to get the grey out.

[Sigh.] But it would be good to see my grandnephew. He looks just like his father. Such a shame.

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[consultmybooks]

[...

...oh, dear.]

I, um...I don't actually consider that a compliment, Lavinia.

[fairweather]

I know. You were so young and handsome in your youth. Not that you aren't handsome now, dear, you have such a strong face and features, but... [she smiles sadly and reaches out to pinch a cheek.] wrinkles. Though I hear older men are becoming quite popular among younger women.

Playing him straight canon here, if that's okay?

[consultmybooks]

[Giles very noticeably frowns at this, leaning away and trying to avoid her grip.]

I-I, um...I wouldn't know. [He'd been much younger when he'd been with Jenny, in more ways tan one. But he's old now, and he doesn't exactly like being reminded of that fact. Even if it's a miracle, all things considered, that he lived as long as he did.]

Yep!

[fairweather]

[Silly grandnephew, still playing hard to get. Lavinia laughs, but lets him get away.]

You should. Your looks and your accent, women will be all over you. Or men if that's what you prefer now.

[consultmybooks]

It, i-it doesn't matter.

[Not least of which because he prefers both.]

...I was, um, far too busy for, um, relationships of that sort. Even when I was alive.

[fairweather]

Just like your father and my sister. Noses in books all the time. [She tuts quietly.] I do wish things turned out differently.

[consultmybooks]

...there's no way to know how they would have been, i-if they had.

[He can't say that he hasn't occasionally wished the same. She'd know he was lying. Of all people, she would know.] Life's, um, funny that way, isn't it?

[fairweather]

No... I suppose not. And you are good at what you do. I remember seeing you help that dear girl at the estate.

[cleavagy]

Maybe you will sooner than you think. [Assuming Angel's moronic plan doesn't go up in flames. Yep... ever since he decided to act like a complete tool to her she's decided that she's back on team 'LEAVE-GILES-TO-REST-ALREADY!-JEEZ']

[sophronia]

I couldn't agree more with you, sister. [A beat.] Do you really think that Angel and his busty sidekick will be able to resurrect our precious nephew without any tragic or life ending consequences? [Color her curious. Yes, they both told Angel and Faith different things, but she doesn't quite know what her sister thinks and now she's interested to hear her opinion on the matter.]

[fairweather]

That would be nice. The world needs him.

*SQUEE*

[fairweather]

I really don't know. [She hums lightly to herself.] But there is always tragedy and consequences tied up in magic. They just need to find a solution with less... dire results.

[cleavagy]

Yeah, as long as he ain't a walkin', talkin' corpse that's hungry for brains.

Consider Soph an impulse muse. :3

[sophronia]

There's a more likely you chance of you and I having joint ownership of the throne than that happening.

[fairweather]

Oh goodness, I hope you two won't do that. Show him some care.

That was the exact case with Lavinia here. :3

[fairweather]

Magic is such a tricky thing. [She may endorse the revival of their nephew, but Lavinia is not blind to the danger it poses.] Goodbye renewal spells, hello hair dye...

[cleavagy]

Yo, There are no issues on my end.

There needs to be more ANF muses. *sigh*

[sophronia]

Perhaps we should focus on you for a little while to ease our thoughts of dear Rupert. [Annnnnnd Soph's just going to raise an eyebrow.] I'm fairly certain I'm seeing a few strands of grey.

Agreed!

[fairweather]

[Lavinia makes a sound between a whine and a humph as she pulls her hair forward.] Utterly dreadful, isn't it. It's so hard finding this shade too.

Because then a PSL of some sort would just be asdfghjkl!!!

[sophronia]

[Yikes!] Perhaps you might consider a shade bolder?

[fairweather]

Wonderful. Then carry on, bring him back, don't mind if he seems a little grumpy about it. He's much like his father and grandmother, very puritanical when it comes to magic.

Goodness, yes! I also hope we get more on these two.

[fairweather]

I could, yes. It's such a pity to lose this color, but far better than growing grey. What would everyone think? [She tugs lightly on her hair, watches it fall back into place.] At least I don't have split ends.

[cleavagy]

I'm not doing anythin' unless I know it's one hundred percent full proof with no repercussions, cool? Good. [While Faith does want Giles back maybe just as much as Angel does bringing him back from the afterlife isn't her main objective. The thing she cares about the most is taking care of Angel and ensuring that he doesn't hurt himself or others in the process of trying to fulfill his obsession.]

I have a few ANF pups. YES! SophxLav are hysterical

[sophronia]

That you look gorgeous and that you are being daring. Besides, I hear it's the latest fad to be braver when choosing to dye one's hair.

[Hey!] Please don't remind me. [She's just going to wrinkle her nose and comb her fingers through her blond locks.]

Vin is my only. I'm still new to Buffy, Giles-mun up there got me into it.

[fairweather]

[Lavinia preens and smiles at her sister. Such a sweet sibling. ♥] I suppose after ten years it is time for a proper color change. I'll have to find a good stylist, I hardly trust any of the over-the-counter products around.

[GASP!] You have split ends? Darling, that's dreadful!