"Thanks," murmurs Andrew, and digs into his pocket for his own cellphone. Call Willow, first thing, see how long it'll take to set up a transit spell to the Academy; hope it won't be long enough for the three vigilante Slayers to start having other ideas. Get them all there, that's the first thing.
Then the real mess starts.
For a moment he envies Jonathan, whose problems right now are limited to a post-vision migraine.
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Date: 2009-08-26 12:21 am (UTC)Then the real mess starts.
For a moment he envies Jonathan, whose problems right now are limited to a post-vision migraine.