Room 504, Tuesday Evening

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So it was possible that Wesley's room was a tad bit untidy today and this was apparently a theme today, but this time it wasn't Alex's fault. Or at least, not entirely. Today's mess had something to do with the fact that Wesley was sitting on the floor, with papers strewn everywhere as he researched... a hotel.

Yes, he felt a bit silly about it himself, but it was what Angel had asked him to work on. So.

"A two hundred and forty-year old vampire with a soul with an interest in real estate," he murmured to himself, poring over an ownership deed that Cordelia had faxed over after being unable to make heads or tails of it. "Honestly."

[[open! good god, i haven't roomposted this one in forever, oops.]]

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Well, there was that small mountain of dreadfully-organized paperwork?

"Nothing pressing," he said, all too grateful for the opportunity to set some of this aside. "Did you need something?"

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"Nah," Tara said, and gave a slightly anxious look to that mountain of paperwork. "I mean, I tried a sell with Loki Sunday."

A pause. "It ... did nothing. Which, um, I don't think I screwed up?"

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"Oh?" Wesley said, reaching for the glasses he'd taken off and set on the bed. Suddenly that skepticism for Loki was back in something close to full force. Placing his glasses back on, he offered, "Oh, and you're welcome to have a seat, er... anywhere."

There was probably room somewhere! Good luck finding it, though, Tara.

"What sort of spell was it?"

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"Thanks," Tara said, and picked her way through the room to a desk chair that she hoped was Wes's. "It was supposed to be teleportation spell? Not ... like I said, we didn't get anywhere."

"Also, did you know his bird talks?"

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"No," Wesley said, reaching for a spare piece of paper to jot that down. "Does it? That's..." He thought about saying 'disconcerting,' then amended it to something a bit more neutral. "Unusual."

No shit, Wes.

"Do you know anything about what his intentions were?"

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"The bird's or Loki's?" Tara asked. "The bird seemed to just want to, um, k-kind of rag on Loki."

She didn't think that was what Wes meant, but it was by far the easier question to answer.

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"No, no, Loki's," Wesley clarified quickly, though that was getting jotted down too, yep. "With the, ah. Spell."

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Tara thought about it for a minute, restlessly twirling a piece of hair.

"I think he just wanted to see if we could," she decided. "I mean, it was a real spellbook, the spell was pretty basic for what we were trying to do."

Except for the not working.

"Could show you if you wanted."

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"If you wouldn't mind?" Wesley asked hopefully. Because that was how to fix it.

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"Sure," Tara said, then realized something. "Um. Except for where I didn't bring the book."

Because she was the brilliantest witch ever, yup.

"Do you have Asherman's Daemonology? It was a weird translation but I'm pretty sure that's wh-what Loki was using."

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"I believe so," Wesley said thoughtfully, cautiously making his way around some papers to get to his bookshelf. He thumbed through books, finally resurfacing with one, which he handed to Tara. "I have the original Latin..."

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"I can read Latin." Well. Spell Latin, anyhow. Don't ask Tara to translate Virgil.

She opened the book, thumbing most of the way through before she hit what she was looking for. "This one," she finally said, and tipped the book for Wesley to see. "I know the blood's a little weird, but it's not ... a bad spell."

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Wesley ran his finger down the page, taking in the ingredients with a furrowed brow. "This... isn't quite your usual, is it?" he asked cautiously.

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"No," Tara admitted. "It's a different tradition. But ... I'll never grow if I don't try new things, right?"

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"I... suppose," Wesley said, because she had a point there, though he still sounded wary. "Would you mind if... well, do you intend to continue working at this sort of thing with him?"

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Tara nodded. "We didn't make specific plans? But ... probably, yeah."

She was wary too. Wesley sounded to her like he had an idea, but she wasn't sure what it was.

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"Would you mind if I came along?" he offered. "I -- that is, I'm not quite as practiced as you are, but I do know a bit about magical theory." And also Loki. And how much he sucked. "If nothing else, I might be able to pick up on what's been going wrong?"

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"Sure," Tara said eagerly. "It'll be like ... a little tiny coven. Plus more power is usually better."

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"Excellent," Wesley decided. No, Wes, not really. "And in the meantime, I might send this spell to a contact of mine to see if he has any thoughts on it."

When all else failed, ask Giles. It was a pretty good way to live.

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"... who?" Tara had to ask. "I mean, they won't come to the school and, like, arrest me or something, will they?"

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"Oh, no, no, nothing like that," he said hastily. "He's -- ah, a Watcher in Sunnydale. I thought he might be able to tell if there's something amiss with it."

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"Oh!" And now Tara felt silly. "Sure, I'll email you the exact version we were using."

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"Thank you," Wesley said, smiling. "I'll see what I can do."