MCA #0, Thursday Morning

"Shut up." Xander was not talking to a frog. At all.

Okay, maybe it'd be more accurate to say Xander was not speaking to the frog. What? Jeremiah kept staring at him.

"Did Giles put you up to this? Dawn?" Xander had a unique definition of 'not speaking,' yes.

"Rideep?" //Cricketplz?//

"I'm so not having this discussion with you. And not just because I don't speak Frog."

Xander wasn't talking to a frog; he was putting a frog tank in the bedroom.
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[OOC: For the BFF]

MCA #0, Thursday Morning

"Shut up." Xander was not talking to a frog. At all.

Okay, maybe it'd be more accurate to say Xander was not speaking to the frog. What? Jeremiah kept staring at him.

"Did Giles put you up to this? Dawn?" Xander had a unique definition of 'not speaking,' yes.

"Rideep?" //Cricketplz?//

"I'm so not having this discussion with you. And not just because I don't speak Frog."

Xander wasn't talking to a frog; he was putting a frog tank in the bedroom.
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[OOC: For the BFF]

MCA roof, Xander's workshop: Thursday night

If Xander had a hammer - oh wait, he did.

There was some small irony in the fact that what he was hammering away at was a bookshelf, but really it was just something to pound small, sharp pieces of metal into at very high velocity and even higher volume. While wearing proper eye-protection.

*BANG*

It was helping. Really.
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[OOC: For a specific visitor.]

MCA roof, Xander's workshop: Thursday night

If Xander had a hammer - oh wait, he did.

There was some small irony in the fact that what he was hammering away at was a bookshelf, but really it was just something to pound small, sharp pieces of metal into at very high velocity and even higher volume. While wearing proper eye-protection.

*BANG*

It was helping. Really.
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[OOC: For a specific visitor.]