Thursday, Room 121, all day (general goodbye post)

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander's already handwavily sent out e-mails letting people know his new cellphone number if they didn't have it already, and his UC Sunnydale e-mail address, and... when he's leaving. Which he finally has to say 'tomorrow morning' about instead of 'Friday' because they're one and the same.

Now... he's still packing. Posters, folders, last-minute items and just stuff he wanted to leave up for as long as possible to make the room acknowledge that for now, he still lives here. Every so often he and Bridge are taking a break to look at pictures or watch a dvd, because at this point he's on the flipside of where he was yesterday: if he packs too fast, the room'll be empty, and Xander can't quite take that, not yet.

You can't really say Jeremiah's taking a break; he'd have to have been working in the first place for that to be true. He's just going back and forth between supervising the packing and supervising the loafing.

The door is open. Xander's yearbook is on the desk next to Jeremiah, for anyone who feels like signing it.

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[Open all day, or ping in tomorrow if needed since some importantomg people are unfortunately afk today. Good for slowplay until... it's done.]

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Re: Evening

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, there was only so much stalling one could do, so she handed the (http://pics.livejournal.com/dbiers/pic/0000yd3r) uber (http://pics.livejournal.com/dbiers/pic/00012w13) huge (http://pics.livejournal.com/dbiers/pic/00013cs4) giftbag (http://pics.livejournal.com/dbiers/pic/00019bd0) to (http://pics.livejournal.com/dbiers/pic/0000zf7s) Xander. "I brought you something. Er, several somethings."

Then, to help with the illusion that no, this wasn't actually happening, she looked back over to RIC. "Kinda makes ya wish they made robotic-puppy treats, huh?"

Re: Evening

[soldtoarmenians]

"Extra memory chips?" Xander suggested half-seriously. Then he sat back and looked up from the gift bag. "Whoa. Um. Wow." He'd get all choked up if he knew about the irony of the frog food except there were the gummy fangs and that just made him snort and grin in spite of himself. "You know that was possibly the dumbest campaign topic ever? And yet."

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"I think I have to actually attend some classes," he said. "I kind of got in the habit while I was here. It's weird."

Re: Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

"Well, into every frog's life a little adventure must fall. And I can always bring him back here for visits."

Re: Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

"Aside from occasional flurries of stupid, I always am," he said.

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"True. Actually a nice sturdy aluminum one beats hair and rope. Plus they have those little shelf things to hold a tray if he wanted to paint the side of the castle before,a fter, or during the rescue."

Re: Evening

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander shrugged one shoulder and said very quietly, "Don't really need it."

Re: Evening

[soldtoarmenians]

"You too, man. Except try not to get so crazy ont he radio that they actually cart you away. People would miss you."

Re: Evening

[soldtoarmenians]

"Clearly you never met the mummy-girl or Drusilla under a love-spell."

Re: Evening

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Eeeuugh. My only encounters with Drusilla? Are scary enough without the words 'love spell' attached." She tightened her arm around him, then carefully pulled away, wiping at the edge of one eye. "Be careful, will you? And write, damnit. You don't have Angel's age-and-technology-phobia. I expect letters."

She leaned in and gave him a fast kiss on the cheek, then winked at Bridge. "One for the road."

Re: Afternoon

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory hugged him tight. "And see this is where if you had a big long coat or a robe like other people who were hard to say goodbye to, I'd try to hide inside of it. But I could probably fit in a suitcase! I could help with homework and froggiesit while you're at class."

Re: Evening

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Kinda guessed that."

Re: Morning

[nadiathesaint]

"You'd better,"

Re: Afternoon

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Or if he wanted to bring me lunch," Willow said. "I don't think you normally get good pizza delivery in a tower."

Re: Morning

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You're not stupid," Dawn told him, "You're one of the smartest, most level-headed people I know. Normal guy. Our rock."

Re: Evening

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

"More batteries?" D offered then grinned. "And yet, without it, so much more would have never happened, ...including our top-shelf grades."

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"Just as long as you don't sit on the frog. 'Cause I could see that getting uncomfy. For both of you."

Re: Afternoon

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"I would imagine so. I don't think anyone wants, like, pressed froggie jelly."

"...and I just totally grossed myself out. Ew."

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"And so say all of us."

The fact that Jeremiah chose that moment to ribbit loudly was probably coincidence.

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"You think it's cheating to build your tower higher just to make sure they can't get it there in 30 minutes or less, or is that just part of the risk you take opening up a pizza joint anywhere near a castle?

Re: Afternoon

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I think it's the risk you take once you've built a place in Fairy Tale land," Willow said. "You just have to accept the towers, goblins, occasional turning into stone, and insure accordingly."

Re: Evening

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander looked. Hey, Fandom.

Alas, no pig. "Apparently I just missed him."

Re: Evening

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure he's out there buzzing the town, but hopefully not leaving any smelly piggie presents." Isabel smiled sadly, "So I suppose this is the part where I make you promise to call and write? And tell you how glad I am that I got to meet you?"

Re: Afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

"I'll bet the real estate values are still higher than they are in Sunnydale, though."

Re: Afternoon

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Do you think demons have different real estate agents then the rest of us?" Willow asked. "Because I bet Sunnydale costs a lot if you're part of the evil set."