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jedibuttercupPG; B:tVS/Eli Stone. 200 words. (Yay! I finished something! *kicking self*)
An unexpected request crosses Giles' desk.
Title: Music To His Ears
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
Rating: PG
Summary: B:tVS/Eli Stone. An unexpected request crosses Giles' desk. 200 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-Chosen (no subsequent canon); Eli Stone 1.1 "Pilot".
Notes: Challenge entry. Not sure where this show is going, or if I'll write anything else to do with it, but it's interesting so far-- and hey, Jonny Lee Miller!
Giles frowned at the support request form on his desk, then paged Andrew. "Has Buffy been reshuffling the duty rotation again without informing me?"
Andrew snorted. "If this is about the San Francisco thing, it's from one of those independent contacts we've had trouble getting in touch with since the First blew up headquarters. Name of Dr. Chen?"
"Dr. Chen?" Giles frowned, trying to associate the name with a face. Only one came to mind: a middle-aged Asian-American, though he was certain Chen was an alias. "Masquerades as an acupuncturist?"
"I guess. He said something about a stone prophet?"
Giles' eyebrows went up. Chen himself might be questionable, but the contact was highly welcome. The Watchers' Council had tracked a family surnamed Stone for centuries; they had an unusually consistent track record of producing prophets, some more useful than others but all astonishingly accurate. The last one had wanted nothing to do with them; but he'd had two sons, Eli and Nathan-- and had lived in San Francisco.
Hopefully, whichever had inherited the gift would be more amenable than his father. An independent oracle outside of the Slayer tradition would be worth whatever they need do to court his cooperation.
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tthdrabbles)
An unexpected request crosses Giles' desk.
Title: Music To His Ears
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
Rating: PG
Summary: B:tVS/Eli Stone. An unexpected request crosses Giles' desk. 200 words.
Spoilers: B:tVS post-Chosen (no subsequent canon); Eli Stone 1.1 "Pilot".
Notes: Challenge entry. Not sure where this show is going, or if I'll write anything else to do with it, but it's interesting so far-- and hey, Jonny Lee Miller!
Giles frowned at the support request form on his desk, then paged Andrew. "Has Buffy been reshuffling the duty rotation again without informing me?"
Andrew snorted. "If this is about the San Francisco thing, it's from one of those independent contacts we've had trouble getting in touch with since the First blew up headquarters. Name of Dr. Chen?"
"Dr. Chen?" Giles frowned, trying to associate the name with a face. Only one came to mind: a middle-aged Asian-American, though he was certain Chen was an alias. "Masquerades as an acupuncturist?"
"I guess. He said something about a stone prophet?"
Giles' eyebrows went up. Chen himself might be questionable, but the contact was highly welcome. The Watchers' Council had tracked a family surnamed Stone for centuries; they had an unusually consistent track record of producing prophets, some more useful than others but all astonishingly accurate. The last one had wanted nothing to do with them; but he'd had two sons, Eli and Nathan-- and had lived in San Francisco.
Hopefully, whichever had inherited the gift would be more amenable than his father. An independent oracle outside of the Slayer tradition would be worth whatever they need do to court his cooperation.
-~-
(x-posted to
tthdrabbles)
