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Title: Emily, Maybe.
Author: DHW.
Rated: PG.
Prompt: Enquire Within.
Characters: Giles (kind of).
Word Count: 300.
Setting: Early Series 6.
Summary: There must always be a Slayer.
Disclaimer: Not mine (which is probably for the best, really).


Old Mrs Ripley picked her way through the Sunday shoppers, hand clutching the brim of her hat, granddaughter in tow. The sun was shining but the wind was fierce, whistling through the gaps and ginnels that branched out from the bustling high street. 

“Come on, Emily,” said Mrs Ripley, the grip on her hat tightening. “Don’t dawdle so.” 

But the girl, Emily, was not listening. She had just turned sixteen. Her hair was black, her eyes blue, and there was a significant power to her, despite her small stature. One that had not been there the previous year, when she had been fifteen and her dreams did not repeat themselves. In her hand was a business card, small and off-white.

It read:   

Dr. Rupert Giles.

Occult Investigations and Supernatural Solutions.

Reasonable Rates.

125B, Nelson Street, Bath. BA1

Enquire Within.

“Show me,” said her Grandmother, peering over her shoulder, aged eyes squinting as she read. “Nonsense. Utter nonsense.”

“But…” replied Emily, staring down at the words.

She could feel the draw of the card, the way it pulled and tugged, willing her to turn left down the alleyway that began with an ‘N’. It almost felt like destiny.

“No ‘buts’, Emily,” said Mrs Ripley as she grabbed her granddaughter’s hand, her gaze stern. “We’re late. Now come along.”

The wind picked up, as if on cue, battering the pair as they made their winding way towards the Church with the tolling bells, trying to change their path. But it did no good. And, as they reached the wrought iron gates of St. John’s, it gave one last gust, succeeding only in plucking the business card from the young girl’s fingers. 

“Silly girl,” her Grandmother muttered.  

Emily watched as the card blew away, coasting through the streets on the fierce spring wind.

Date: 2017-05-08 03:31 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] feliciacraft
Oooh, I love this! So much to unpack in just 300 words! Is it part of a series? If not, it very much should be! :)

Date: 2017-05-08 07:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] feliciacraft
Well, it's working for you, so I guess just keep on doing whatever you're doing. :) Drabble writing is definitely an art-form.

Looking forward to your post next week!

Date: 2017-05-11 02:19 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] il_mio_capitano
As prompter I'm starting to feel the pressure...

Date: 2017-05-08 10:54 am (UTC)
il_mio_capitano: (Default)
From: [personal profile] il_mio_capitano
This is lovely! Such fascinating possibilities in such a short piece. Bravo!

Date: 2017-05-13 02:00 am (UTC)
quaggy: Elizabeth looking back at Mr. Darcy (Pride & Prejudice)
From: [personal profile] quaggy
I've been at a intense conference all week, so I only have the brain power (and the time) to comment now, but this is absolutely lovely. The imagery is so strong and Emily is an extremely vibrant character.

But if this does take place season six, then Emily's calling hasn't been denied just delayed. I wonder if she'll remember this long ago day when she finally does meet Dr. Giles for the first time.

Date: 2017-05-19 02:27 am (UTC)
quaggy: Jane laughing (Giggle)
From: [personal profile] quaggy
Ooooh!! YAY!!!


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