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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 15, 2012 21:32:33 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~She walked slowly threw the roses on the ground, with her white high heals that were hidden underneath her long white dress. She was so nervous right now she had a huge knot in her throat, she tried to swallow but it was hard to. She finally had made to him after feeling like she was waking for miles, it was Chuck waiting at the alter for her. This was the best moment of Becky’s life right now, she couldn’t help but cry. But then as she was standing there on the alter looking at Chuck, blood had splattered on her dress and Chuck had hit the floor. She got down in shock trying to help Chuck. “baby please stay with me don’t go no, NO!” Becky said Crying. When she looked up to see who it was she couldn’t believe her eyes, it was Sam. “ But Why Sam why? I’m sorry I chose him over you.” Soulless Sam then shot Becky killing Becky with a big smile on his face, she hit the floor landing right next to Chuck.
Becky had woken up screaming in shock, turns out it was nightmare and she was really sleeping in the coffee shop part of Borders the whole time. “oh thank god it was all just a dream!” said Becky. She looked down at her ring and smiled happy that is was all just a dream, Becky couldn’t even begin to think of a life without Chuck. Becky then went back to reading her new Supernatural book that Chuck had giving her, and continued to sip her hot fresh coffee.
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 18, 2012 3:13:02 GMT -6
It was true that Giles enjoyed tea more than coffee, but he understood there was a time and place for both. Right now was a coffee time. There were many places that served coffee in Richmond, but the bookstore was the closest. And Giles felt right at home here. The book section still vastly outweighed the other mediums and it was a Borders, so there was no staff peddling those horrid electronic book readers. Half of the point of a book was to touch its pages and smell that musty book smell. Or at least, that’s what Giles thought. But first, he wanted to be tense. And that’s what the coffee was for. He had left Rome only a day ago and, for the moment, Giles allowed Andrew to act as head of the Slayer organization there. Giles dreaded what he would be returning to. Finally his coffee was ready, a simple cup of black with one spoon of sugar. Giles didn’t bother to sit. He would probably finish his drink, peruse the classics shelf for any good deals that could entertain him on the plane ride back and leave for what he was looking for. Right after he had taken his first sip, Giles heard a surprised scream. Well, him and everyone else within earshot of the café. One of the only other people in the coffee shop, the offender was a young woman, who muttered something about a dream and went about reading her book. Giles looked around, but no one else wanted to confront the young woman about her little terror fit. Perhaps it was just a bad dream and that was all. Giles went about his own project, looking at his little Virginia brochure with a small map on it. He could see where Richmond was, but his target location, Mystic Falls seemed to not be on the map. With a frown, Giles peered up from the brochure and looked for someone to assist him. But only the woman and the barista were in the coffee shop right now, and when Giles asked the barista, she shrugged and said she didn’t head out that way much. So, Giles was left with the alternative: the young woman reading her book. Hopefully she had calmed down from her little episode and he wouldn't be bothering her. ”I’m terribly sorry to interrupt,” Giles began, approaching the woman meekly. Well, Giles wasn’t absolutely sorry. Whatever she was reading appeared like juvenile nonsense to him. ‘Supernatual’ was the title. Giles was sure that the entire thing was riddled with inaccuracies, ”But would you know how would one get to Mystic Falls from here?”+++ TAG: Becky WORD COUNT: 442 NOTES: Hope you don’t mind Giles popping by. Maybe they can get into an argument about books ;)
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 18, 2012 23:43:08 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She couldn’t believe she was having dreams like that, she was all ready getting pre wedding judders and she wasn’t even near done getting ready for the wedding. She still needed to look at cakes, get a dress, and still find out who all was going to be there. Becky was pretty happy to find out that Sam and Dean are going to make it, she just hoped Sam wasn’t too up set when he saw them getting married. She hated breaking his heart like this but Becky’s heart belongs to another. She will always care and be there for Sam though, always.
Then as she was sitting there trying to get over her bad dream, a man made his way over to Becky. He had asked her how to get to Mystic falls, Becky looked up in shock that someone was actually talking to her. “Oh yeah its not far its about 10 minutes from here, why are you lost? ” Becky asked trying not to let him see that she was crying. “So I’m guessing you are new to this town then? I haven’t lived her long myself. But I like it here its not too bad.” Becky knew she had to be asking a lot of questions, but she just couldn’t help it Becky was so happy to have someone to make conversation with.
The guy did seem nice after all, but he almost looked kind of like a librarian. Becky then wondered if he had ever read Supernatural before? “Hey I have a question do you like to read?” Asked Becky with a big smile on her face. She hoped so much he was going to say yes, because if there is one thing Becky loved talking about it was book and Supernatural.
Word Count- 300 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note- ~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 19, 2012 1:49:12 GMT -6
The young woman Giles decided to speak with was surprisingly friendly. She told him that Mystic Falls was near here and then proceeded to talk about Richmond. It was a nicer turn of events than Giles might have expected, which was more like a jumbled mess of instructions followed by a ‘go away, please’. This was actually rather pleasant. Giles noted to himself not to, well, judge a book by its cover. He internally groaned at the pun he himself had made. ”No, I’m not particularly lost; it’s just not on my map, you see,” The ex-librarian held up his uninformative brochure as if he needed to prove that Mystic Falls was, indeed, not on the map, ”The town must be very small.””I’m visiting, actually,” Giles explained when she asked if, ”I’ve been traveling quite a bit.” He was about to ask what road he should take when she asked him if he liked books. ”I suppose it’s somewhat obvious by my look,” Giles gave a breathy chuckle before clearing his throat, ”But yes, I absolutely adore books. I think it’s… positively criminal how little people read today. I was actually a school librarian in California for a while. It was probably,” Giles paused, as he sometimes did when he was looking for the best choice of word or phrase, ”One of the most fulfilling thing I’ve ever done with my life.” And this was probably true, since on the ‘saving the world’ front, he had merely helped and more often than not had to get his hands dirty when he wanted to spare everyone else from doing something that he felt they were too young or precious to do. But strangely enough, this young woman somehow reminded him of those slightly more simple times at Sunnydale high. Her smile was rather infectious, as Giles found himself softly smiling back at her. Her demeanor reminded her of a young Willow somehow, very plucky and awkward. But past her smile, Giles saw a bit of redness on her nose and in her cheeks. His smile slowly fell into a look of concern. Giles plucked out a handkerchief, as any proper British man would have, and held it out to the young woman, ”I don’t mean to pry, but you seem a bit upset. Would you… ah. What I mean to say is, I could stay for a bit and we could chat about books, if you like. A-and if not, I will excuse myself, of course.”+++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 416 NOTES: Becky is sooo cute <3
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 21, 2012 0:50:29 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Becky really hoped that maybe this guy would make some sort of conversation with her, she really didn’t feel like sitting here alone right now. It all she ever does really sit alone, and Chuck was to busy right now promoting his new Supernatural books which Becky loves so she cant complain there. He was trying to safe up some money for the wedding which made Becky happy, that was her man always looking out for her.
Becky then looked at the map that man showed, showing her that Mystic falls was not on the map. Which he was right it is a small town, but it’s a nice town strange but nice. “Yeah it is kind of a small town, I think it right here.” Becky pointing on the map showing him were to go. “I can help take you there if you need me too, it not like I have anything else better to do.” Becky said in a sad like tone, looking down at the table.
He then told Becky that he adored Books, Becky then shot up In a much better mood then before. “You do! I love to read so much, and I agree people really should read more its so much better then T.V. or anything else. That is in less they make a supernatural TV. show but I don’t thin that is happening anytime soon. But you were librarian that is sooo cool, I bet you have read like hundred books. But it does sound like a fun job.” Said Becky.
He then asked Becky if she wanted him to stay for a bit, Becky begin to get excited like she does moving and jumping in her seat. “Yes please sit down and have some coffee with me, and yeah I cant lie I‘m a bit sad. Well you see I’m getting ready to get married and I guess I’m nervous. Because I keep having all these bad dreams about me losing my fiancé, him getting killed and dying on me. It really killing me having these, I wish they would just stop” Said Becky.She then wiped her tears not wanting to cry to the new friend she was making, she gave him a smile and said. “Oh I’m Becky by the way” She then put out her hand to shake his.
Word Count- 390 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note- ~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 22, 2012 13:07:29 GMT -6
The young woman pointed on his map where she thought the town would be, which did look to be west of Richmond by a few minutes. Giles noted where it approximately was for future reference before filing it away into his messenger bag. “Oh, really?” Giles had a touch of concern in his voice as the young woman said she had nothing to do, ”That’s very kind of you to offer. Though, perhaps we should finish our drinks before we decide.””A lot more than one hundred,” Giles chuckled at the girl’s enthusiasm for books. Between his own personal interests and the research that he had done over the years, he had read thousands of books. Most of which this girl probably wouldn’t believe their content and would think Giles was a madman if he discussed them. If she asked what his favorite books to read were, he’d probably answer ‘classics’. After all, he was partial to Victor Hugo and the Bronte sisters as well as ancient records of demonology. When the girl offered Giles a seat, he sat down, murmuring a thank you and setting down his things. She admitted that she was a bit upset and stressed due to her upcoming wedding. She was to be married? Well, that was… interesting. The groom must have been an exemplary fellow to want to marry a girl this excitable and prone to mood swings. Not that Giles’ could properly judge her on the few minutes they had talked. And as he could recall from various acquaintances in his life getting married, the brides always had a certain amount of anxiety to deal with. And with these odd recurring dreams, the poor girl was probably more frazzled than the average bride-to-be. Giles took the girl’s hand and gave her a prompt handshake saying, “Good to meet you, Becky. I’m Rupert Giles. Most people just refer to me by Giles, though.”Then his thoughts went back to what she was saying about those dreams. Giles’ first instinct was to ask more about them, to see if they were a prophetic vision or the like. However, Giles knew it was much more likely that it was a subconscious message, a metaphor buried in the back of her mind that was surfacing in dreams because her conscious wouldn’t admit it. After deliberating for a moment, Giles decided to explain his viewpoint, ”I think it’s perfectly natural to have that kind of dream when your relationship is about to go under a vast amount of change. It’s quite possible that the act of your fiancée dying in the dream is a representation of your fear of losing him; that he might... get cold feet at the last second, even if there’s no reason in reality that he would. Perhaps the dreams would stop if you discussed this with him?””Of course, that’s just an old ex-librarian’s take on things,” Giles added hastily, worried that he might have overstepped his bounds. +++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 495 NOTES: ~
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 22, 2012 23:23:22 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Becky though this was so cool that someone loved to read as much as she did, it wasn’t really that often that Becky found someone that had the same interests like her. “Well its nice to meet you Giles, what a neat name I have never met anyone with the names Giles before. Sounds a whole lot cooler then Becky, my name is kind of boring. But anyway what brings you here to Richmond family?” Becky asked. Becky was so happy to have someone to talk too, it really was nice for a change. It really does get boring drinking coffee by your self.
Giles then begin to explain to Becky what was going on with what she was feeling, what he was telling her all seem to make sense. He was so right for some reason she was sacred with everything going on with the wedding, and Becky didn’t know why because she was so looking forward to this wedding and She wanted this more then anything. But Becky also was having to deal with a lot in setting up the wedding, Chuck was so busy with his books he didn’t have time to help.
“I think you right I’m having cold feet or something, because I have never had theses dreams before about us. I have never worried whether we were going to be ok or not.” Becky then remembered they did break up for a bit, maybe that had something to do with it. “but we did have a falling out and did break up for a bit. Could that be what is why I‘m having these dream?” Becky asked sounded lost. Word Count- 390 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note- ~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 23, 2012 22:01:34 GMT -6
Giles had to suppress his laughter at Becky’s lack of censorship. It seemed as if the girl was just saying what came to mind, but it was wonderfully refreshing in a way. It really did want to make him giggle a bit, but he kept a lid on it, offering a warm smile instead. Becky could have interpreted Giles laughing at her charming behavior as rude, considering that she was under a certain amount of stress. He couldn’t say why he was so tickled by this, though. Perhaps he had become used to the scathing sarcasm that Xander normally provided and this was something new. ”Yes, I suppose you could say I’m here for family,” Giles nodded. Well, that wasn’t primarily why he was here, but he was planning on visiting Buffy, Willow, and Dawn and they were the people that he considered his family. He hoped he could catch them before he had to return to Rome. There weren’t many Watchers in general and Giles was nervous that the administration could fall into complete disarray the longer he was gone. But he still thought it was nice to take a break after such a long flight. ”Relationships are never perfect. With the good must come the bad,” Giles took another sip of his coffee, thinking if he or any of his close friends ever had a normal relationship he could talk about. Buffy and Angel? Not even close. Xander and Anya? Better, but still not perfect. Willow and Tara? Yes, but Giles was a bit hesitant to compare that relationship to Becky’s. You never knew what prejudices people had, despite their outer demeanor. Not to mention that all of the problems that arose in the relationships he thought of were more or less based in some supernatural context. Giles concluded that the most average relationship he could talk about was his own, with Jenny all those years ago. But could he really find the strength to bring that up? Perhaps it was best to keep things theoretical unless she asked. ”The fact that you’ve never thought about it probably means that it is in your subconscious and the dreams are trying to remind you of your fears so you can process them. Are you familiar with any of Carl Jung’s work?” Freud also had ideas on dreams, but Giles thought that Jung’s ideas had a broader application, ”You don’t have to take it very seriously, but it is an interesting way to analyze dreams through Jungian principals.”It suddenly struck Giles that he might be trying to be too overly intellectual and that he should scale the conversation back to a more accessible topic. Perhaps he could start with what she was reading, ”But, books, yes. Do you like what you’re currently reading?”+++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 464 NOTES: ~
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 25, 2012 9:06:36 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Giles was right relationships are never perfect, there is always there is always some kind of loophole it seems or something to work out. Becky and Chuck they have had there ups and downs that is for sure, they have had there share of fights and even broken up. But that’s why there love is so strong now because of all they have been threw. Becky knows that one they are married everything it is going to be so perfect. So she really didn’t get why she was having these dream and why she was so worried.
Giles then asked her if she had heard of someone named Carl Jung’s, shockingly she had never heard of him. Which surprised Becky because she had read a lot of books about a lot of people. “You know I never have but who ever he is he sounds very interesting, so who is this guy anyway?” Asked Becky waiting to hear what he was going to tell her about him. Becky loved getting to hear about new things, she was very excited to learn what he was going to tell her. She sat there waiting to hear with anticipation.
He then wanted to know if she liked what she was reading, and as always she was reading the best book series in the whole entire world that she love more then life its self. “YES! I love this book its called Supernatural and it is the best book ever. See these guys go on hunts together to keep the world safe, there names are Sam and Dean. Its got Sam, danger, mystery, Sam, comedy, action, sex, and Sam. I just love this book, and the best part is I’m marring the guy who wrote it. So have you ever heard of it before?” Asked Becky with so much excitement in her voice.
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 26, 2012 1:42:33 GMT -6
”Carl Jung?” Giles raised his eyebrow and set down his coffee, ”Well, he was a psychologist, a contemporary of the better known Sigmund Freud. His work focused a lot on the relationship between the ego, the conscious and the subconscious. According to his work, dreams are the subconscious bringing up the complexes and fears we have so we can become aware of them and solve them with our conscious mind. Certain symbolic language and archetypes are present in the dream as a kind of universal language that we all understand,“ Giles paused, realizing that he had been rambling a bit, ”Well, perhaps it’s easier to understand if we analyze your dream. The way your husband is dying or where could provide a clue into what they might mean. Would you mind describing it?”When Becky started to explain the book she was holding, all of Giles’ fears about it were more or less confirmed. But she seemed so completely enamored of the book, Giles merely gave a nod once in a while to prove that he was listening. Then she asked if he had ever heard of it. Oh, dear. What was he to say? ”Ah, no, I have not heard of it. I don’t read fiction as much anymore,“ Giles explained, hoping that the young woman wouldn’t take offense this somehow. The way she talked about it, it sounded like a young adult book, one of those that was made with some surreptitious moral message embedded in it. Not that he knew that for sure, but Giles had made a point to stay away from books like that. When it came to fiction books dealing with spirits and demons, Giles tended to roll his eyes, sigh and massage his forehead a lot while reading them. Even Bram Stoker, who had gotten most of his story from Dracula directly, still had written continuity errors and false information into his work. Giles wondered if her marrying the author factored into her excitement about the books or if it was the other way around. Well, either way, he felt as if he should give some kind of comment on it, ”But it seems very interesting.””You seem to like this Sam character. Is that who represents your fiancée in the books?“ Giles chuckled. Sometimes he felt that writers would do that and insert themselves into fiction. Once again, Bram Stoker came to mind, as his brave vampire hunter Van Helsing was remarkably like the author. +++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 412 NOTES: ~
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 28, 2012 1:53:22 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Becky listened as Giles told her about this Carl Jung guy, she sat there drinking her coffee excited to hear what she was about to learn. She loved to learn about something new, but not just that she was so happy to have someone even talking to her. Becky couldn’t lie she couldn’t understand a lot of what he was telling her, but she tried very hear to understand because the truth was she really wanted to stop these dreams.
He then asked Becky to explain what they were about. “Well lets see me and him are together and we are happy walking down the aisle, getting ready to get married and prove are love to one another. Then all the sudden some how he is dead, and it different every time. Sometimes it’s a gun shot, or a knife, and sometimes it’s a demon killing him. Man you got to hate those demons they ruins everything!’ Said Becky hitting the table with her hand.
Becky was a bit disappointed to hear that he didn’t read books like that, but Becky didn’t mind everyone had there own opinions on thing. But maybe just maybe Becky could change is mind a bit, because everyone would love Supernatural if they just gave it a chance. “You know it is very interesting book you really should check it out, I Love it! it’s the best book in the whole world, if you ever want to read it let me know I will let you borrow it.” Said Becky. She then leaned in real close whispering to Giles .”Hey what if I told you this book, wasn’t so much of a fiction. Becky wondered what he was going to say, he didn’t even know that Sam and Dean were in fact real.
Giles then asked Becky if she like Sam, and the truth was she didn’t juts liked Sam she loved him. But she loved Chuck more which is why they cant be, but then she though about it for a moment maybe Chuck was a lot like Sam. He was brave, strong, handsome, funny. “Well I guess you could say in away he does, but I don’t think he is support to be. Chuck is just Chuck, but I love him more then life its self." Word Count- 385 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note-Sorry if it sucks I was out of it when i wrote it ~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by rupertgiles on Mar 29, 2012 19:25:59 GMT -6
”A demon. Really?” Giles blinked. The more mundane deaths were violent enough, but a demon was a different sort of thing altogether. In any case, it seemed that his first idea was correct, ”I assume that these… ah, violent deaths represent a sudden change in your relationship.”As Becky tried to espouse the virtues of her favorite book, Giles attempted not to laugh. She seemed so earnest about it, and it made Giles very pleased to know someone as passionate about books as he was, even if it wasn’t the genre that he favored. Even so, he found it hard to believe that these tales had any sort of realism in them. The truth was that reality wasn’t pretty. Vampires are cold-blooded killers, not warm-hearted lovers, for example. This seemed to be a current common literary misconception that annoyed Giles quite often. It didn’t sound like this book was quite that horrendous, but Giles was still a bit wary. But Becky continued her praise of it, and then said something quite interesting. ”It’s… not?” Giles said with a bit of doubt in response to her claiming it wasn’t quite as fictional as it seemed. He didn’t quite know if she meant that she knew what was really out there or if she meant something else. In any case, Giles took the book from Becky with a murmured, ”Excuse me,”, his curiosity getting the better of him. He stuck the brochure where Becky was currently as a bookmark, then flipped to the beginning. It began as Giles’ expected, perhaps a little better than Giles’ expected. The language was not necessarily poetic, but it certainly wasn’t the dry manuscripts that Giles normally studied. But as he flipped through the pages, the demons and spirits the book described were fairly realistic and the manner they were destroyed was accurate. Giles slowly took off his glasses and set them on the table, and raised the book closer to his face. He really didn’t believe what he was reading. ”I-i-is…” Giles paused to stop his stammering, ”How does your fiancée come by these stories?”Giles flipped to the cover of the book, looking at the author’s name. Chuck Shurley. He had never heard of the man before, and Giles knew or knew of almost every single demonologist and scholar in the western hemisphere. Anybody who knew this much knowledge and published it, Giles should have heard of, even if it was passed off as fiction. This man was more like Bram Stoker than Giles gave him credit for. Could it be that he was subconsciously feeding the public how to defeat such enemies in times of emergencies? It was only then that Giles realized that he had basically ripped the book from Becky’s hands. “Oh, dear,” Giles hastily returned the book to its owner, ”I’m terribly sorry. Erm… How many of these books has he published? Do they have a section here?”+++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 487 NOTES: ~
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Mar 31, 2012 23:30:45 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~ Becky did agree there had been a lot of things that has happened threw out there relationship, and even thought they weren’t all easy trials it had still it had made them closer. Becky knew that they weren’t perfect, but she loved him and that was all that matter to her. She couldn’t wait to be his wife, it just seemed like that day couldn’t come fast enough. Becky knew that she needed to clam down and all this was in her mind, she was just nervous about the wedding. Prophets don’t exactly die that easy, plus Becky knew that Sam and Dean wouldn’t let anything happen to him. Sam care way to much about Becky to let anything go wrong, he did love her after all.
Giles did seem surprised to hear that the books were real, to the point the had grabbed the book right from her hands looking at it. He seemed even more interested to read them book now more then ever, but he also seem worried about what he might find as well. He really wanted to know how Chuck came about the stories in the book, Becky knew now and Chuck was not going to be happy with her for saying something to Giles at all. She wasn’t exactly suppose to go around and tell everyone that it is real. She knew Chuck was going to kill her she was going to have to tell her new found friend why he knew these things, because she will do a lot of things but one of them is not lying to a friend. On top of that this guy seems like he can smell lies, so Becky was screwed. “Well you see my fiancé is what they call a prophet, and he sees everything that happens in these boys lives. Sam and Dean because they were chosen at one point by god you see, they have to keep the world safe. And it is just awesome!” Said Becky while getting excited.
She wonder what he was thinking right now, she knew that she had to sound nuts. But maybe not he seemed to have an open mind, so maybe he believe her? He then said he was sorry giving Becky the book back. “ I tell you what you keep that one and I can get another. That way you can read the book and check it out, plus that is the best one I could give you its the first one into the Winchester gospel.” Said Becky with a smile. Word Count- 426 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note- ~~~~~~~~~~~
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Post by rupertgiles on Apr 3, 2012 10:45:29 GMT -6
Knowing that her husband-to-be was writing on things that could easily kill him suddenly made Giles think that Becky’s dreams could be a lot less metaphorical and much more literal. It was much easier to be killed by a demon when you wrote on them for a living. But as Becky explained, it was her fiancée getting visions from a distance that allowed him to write on these two young men, ”So, these… Sam and Dean characters? They’re actual people. Demon hunters, I assume. They seem to exorcise malevolent spirits as well,” Giles wanted to confirm this. If they were out there, and did their jobs as well as this book described, perhaps Giles could hire them occasionally. The previous Watcher’s council had a staff of hunters and mercenaries to fill in where the Slayer could not. Even now, when there was an indefinite amount of potential slayers out in the world, having allies like these two men would be a great asset to the new Slayer organization. ”I’m… a researcher in these types of things.” That was close enough to the truth as Giles could tell the young lady, ”I’ve heard of prophetic visions before, but not to this extent,” Giles was also wary about her thoughts on God choosing people to protect the Earth. Yes, Giles and others that he knew had experienced things similar to Abrahamic phenomenon, but as he never had direct proof of the Judeo-Christian God, Giles typically shied away from looking into such things. More often than not, he had been disappointed by people’s accounts really being the work of another supernatural being rather than an all-knowing God. Then again, he had certainly encountered God figures and if a Hell God such as Glory existed, then the God Becky spoke of could exist in one capacity or another. Besides, he could name several young women he knew that were ‘chosen’ to protect the world. ”Oh, well, that’s…” Giles was about to politely decline her offering of her book. It wouldn’t be very becoming of him to just take the woman’s book simply because of his skeptical view on it. But then again, her fiancée was the author, and she could probably receive another book for free, ”That’s very kind of you.”Giles took the book up again and looked the cover over once more. It just seemed like one of those typical fantasy fictions from the outside. With one last quiet laugh of amazement, he set the book in his messenger bag, then looked back up at Becky, ”Thank you.”He reached for his coffee cup, which now seemed strangely light. He had been subconsciously sipping it this entire time, and without even realizing it, he had emptied the paper cup. Giles took a glance down at his watch. He did have business to attend to in Mystic Falls. But then again, Becky had mentioned she would accompany him, even though they had just met. ”I seem to have finished my drink,” Giles admitted. Now that he knew Becky had actual knowledge of the area and supernatural occurrences, Giles was much more hopeful that Becky could provide much needed assistance, ”Do you think you would still like to go to Mystic Falls?”+++ TAGS: Becky WORD COUNT: 538 NOTES: Giles reading Supernatural—that’s an awesome visual.
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Post by Becky Nicole Rosen on Apr 3, 2012 23:46:02 GMT -6
~~~~~~~~~~~ Giles was really interested to hear about Sam and Dean, which was really cool even though Becky knew that Chuck was going to kill her for saying something. Sam and Dean might not be happy ether, but Becky couldn’t help it she loved having someone to talk to about it. Plus Becky has never been one at keeping secrets, she was really bad at it. “Yup they really are like Super heroes, they go after Demons, ghosts, vampires, werewolf’s, shape sifters, you name it they kill it.” Said Becky
He had never heard of Prophets before which in till Becky met Chuck she hadn’t ether, hell she didn’t even know Sam and Dean were real till Chuck told her. When Becky found out she cant lie it was the best day of her life, getting to talk to the writer then meeting Sam and Dean. Oh how she will cherish that day for the rest of her life. “Well don’t feel bad I though all these things were fake too till Chuck told me about all of it. Even though I cant lie a part of me always hoped that it might be real.” Said Becky with excitement in her voice.
Giles almost seemed like he felt bad for taking the book from Becky, she didn’t really know why though she didn’t mind at all. She was happy to get someone else into Supernatural, more people really should be reading it after all. It was the kind of book that leaves you with that good feeling, two brothers always being there for each other no matter what. Keeping the world safe for others before themselves, it really is a feel good book. “don’t worry I have like two copies of every book, so I still have one I cant read. Like I said big fan!” Becky said with a big smile. Becky watched as Giles gave the book one more look before putting it away, telling her thank you. “Your welcome, don’t mention it.”
Becky took another drink of her coffee drinking up the rest of it, man she felt a lot more awake then she did when she first got there. She couldn’t even keep her eyes open till she drank coffee. “its seems I have drank all my coffee as well.” Becky said with a giggle. Giles had asked Becky if she still wanted to go with him to see Mystic Fall, which she didn’t mind at all. “Sure I would love to, I don’t have anything else going on today plus I need to burn off this caffeine high. Lets do it!” said Becky. Word Count- 440 Tagged- OPEN post to Becky if you dare!! Outfit- Click to see Becky's outfit!" Note-If you want to end this post soon we can just let me know. We can have them leave going to go Check out the town together ~~~~~~~~~~~
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