The Graveyard, and then parts elsewhere, Saturday Night

[needsaparrot]

This wasn't exactly what Xander had had in mind for the six-month anniversary of... there being anything to have an anniversary of, but given various conversations yesterday, it doesn't seem like something to be put off.

"Sorry, not quite the date I had planned," he says, leaning against a rather tall headstone.

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[OOC: For the boyfriend, and they'll be out of there before any other hijinx might occur, if you're planning to use the graveyard tonight. That they were here is fine for broadcast, what they were up to, not so much.]

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[needsaparrot]

"Yeah. And if we're gonna make sure it doesn't go boom in a big way, we gotta try to figure out where they're coming from."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge nods. "I'll do my best," he says, taking off a glove and moving his arm in a wide arc in front of him.

[needsaparrot]

"Anything that yells Here There Be Undead?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Maybe?" Bridge says uncertainly, taking a few steps forward. "There's something, the fight the other night..."

[needsaparrot]

Xander follows him, leaves crunching under his feet. "Yeah? Any bead on where they came from?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge concentrates, trying to cast his focus back *further* into the past. "No, nothing," he admits in a small voice.

[needsaparrot]

"If it's not there, it's not there," Xander says, not without a little disappointment in his own voice. "Might've been too much to hope we'd get that lucky."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Sorry," Bridge says glumly. "I'd probably be able to track one back if I actually, you know, ran in to a vampire. But this is just... it's faded. I can't see it."

[needsaparrot]

"Not your fault," Xander assures him. If anything, he's thinking, it's his own, for not getting on this faster.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Not yours either," Bridge looks pointedly at Xander.

[needsaparrot]

"I guess." He's not sold on that, but he's not keen to dwell on it tonight, either. "You want to take a swing around this side of the island to check on things, then had back to my place?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge nods. "Sounds like a plan."

[needsaparrot]

Xander leads the way out of the cemetery and past the church, sparing a glance towards the window he'd fixed. "The guy in there had the broken window blocked up with doughnut boxes, before I got in to fix it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well that's thinking outside the box. Or... outside a lot of boxes, anyway."

[needsaparrot]

"And you thought you needed comedy lessons..."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge grins. "Really? That was good?"

[needsaparrot]

"You'll be distracting bad guys with your sparkling banter while somebody else hits 'em over the head in no time."

Xander reaches into his pocket as they head down Mallard Way. "Speaking of distractions, I, ah. Got you something."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Me too!" Bridge says, bouncing a little. "I got you something, I mean. I didn't get me something. Well, unless we count, like, breakfast this morning. I got breakfast for myself. I do that. I'll... stop talking now."

[needsaparrot]

"Dork," Xander says, and drops a black lanyard with something hanging from it into Bridge's hand.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge looks down at what's in his palm and can't help the giggle that escapes.

"Have I mentioned," he says, reaching in to his own pocket, "how much I love you?" What he takes out is a similar-looking cord with similar-looking tag dangling from it. In fact, there's even a similar-looking inscription, the only difference being the name. But the player fails at Photoshop so doesn't have a picture to link to.

[needsaparrot]

Xander holds out his hand, then snickers. "I'd accuse you of reading my mind if we hadn't actually talked about it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

The smile falters for just a moment, but then it's back. "Well, I mean, I wasn't *entirely* sure, but it just... I really, really liked the idea."

[needsaparrot]

"Well, me too, or I wouldn't have done it." Xander cocks his head, not having missed the brief change in expression. "Something wrong?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"No?" Bridge squeaks. He really hates lying. Which is probably why he's so bad at it.

[needsaparrot]

"Once more with feeling?" he suggests.