Re: Fic: Orb Of Mentez (1/?)

["Jason Bulle" <jbulle@xxxxxxxxx>]

cool storyline, more !!!
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Sent: Wednesday, May 09, 2001 2:23 AM
Subject: Fic: Orb Of Mentez (1/?)


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> Orb Of Mentez, Part One.
> Comments/Flames/Etc. to: annelise@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
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> Giles knocked tentatively on the classroom door.
> "I wonder," he asked, "if I could have a quick word with you, Miss
> Summers?"
> "Sure!" Buffy threw him a perky grin. "Class!" she commanded as she
> rose from her regulation wooden teacher's chair, "Can I trust you to
> behave yourselves for five little minutes?" She smiled sweetly and
> followed Giles into the corridor.
> "What is it?" she demanded as soon as the classroom door was firmly
> shut behind her. "You know what those little bastards are like.
> Give 'em an inch and they take a country..."
> "Willow's discovered a nest. She radioed in for backup." Giles said.
> "She needs backup? Must be some serious nest." Buffy frowned. Willow
> hadn't requested backup on an operation since she'd discovered how to
> crush a vampire's heart by the power of thought alone.
> "Quite so," Giles agreed. "Here's the location." He handed her a
> standard Watcher's Council mission brief. She flipped to page
> sixteen, Operation Parameters and Objectives.
> "Giles! This is in Mexico!" Buffy fumed. "What's Willow doing in
> Quintanaroo anyway? You know its our anniversary tomorrow! I was
> looking forward to... unwrapping my present, not having to machete my
> way into the Yucatan to retrieve it!"
> Giles removed his horn-rimmed glasses. "She got a lead on the Orb
> of Mentez," he replied as he gave his specs a cursory polish. "She
> thinks its located in the tomb of the High Priest buried within the
> Incan burial ground marked on the map. Page seventeen."
> "Any you were going to tell me all this... when, exactly?" Buffy
> snarled.
> "Focus, Buffy!" Giles ordered. "The Apache will be here in twenty
> minutes, so grab your gear and get ready to roll."
> "Yes, boss!" Buffy threw Giles an irreverent salute and ignoring his
> frown of consternation, marched back into the classroom.
> "Class! Listen up!" She clapped her hands and called for order. "Mr.
> Giles will be taking you for the remainder of this week. I've got to
> go to Mexico to kick some vampire butt." she explained.
> "Wicked!" commented an obnoxious seventh-grader from the third row.
> Buffy pressed her hand against the plate set into the wall beside
> the blackboard. A green scan-line glowed briefly against her palm,
> and the blackboard rose silently into the ceiling revealing her
> personal armoury and minibar.
> Buffy grabbed the standard mission kit, a broad-brimmed hat, a
> machete, her whip, and an ice-chilled can of Mountain Dew. Then she
> sauntered back out into the classroom, palmed the access plate to
> seal away the armoury once more, and left the room to seek out Xander.
> As soon as she'd left the obnoxious pest in row three
> muttered, "Cool!"
> "Now settle down, Class!" Giles ordered the awe-struck and
> enraptured students. "Josie, get rid of that bubblegum. Michael, I
> saw that! See me after class."
>
> *
>
> Buffy caught up with Xander in the school hall where he was
> attempting to teach Physical Education to truculent six-year-olds.
> "I don't care if you think I'm queer," he chanted as he led them
> around the mini-assault course. "Your tuition fees keep me in beer!
> So don't be crude or give me sass... Or my demon lover will kick
> your..."
> "Xander?" Buffy called. "Willow's in trouble! We roll in five."
> "You heard her, maggots!" Xander roared. "grab your socks and grab
> your... pumps! Lesson over!"
> "Yay!" screamed the horde as they scampered wildly about.
> "Where're we going?" Xander asked as he followed the Slayer up to
> the school roof. Buffy handed him the mission brief, and he skipped
> to page sixteen.
> "Do you think they have Taco Bell in the Yucatan?" he asked.
> Buffy shrugged.
>
> *
>
> "Where are you gonna set this crate down?" Xander asked as he peered
> out through the gunship's window.
> "We're not." The pilot, an ex-marine drafted in just for this
> mission by the Watcher's Council, regarded him sternly. "You're
> parachuting down into that clearing over there. Ever done a drop into
> dense jungle before, man? Its harsh."
> "Oh, yeah." Xander nodded. "I've racked up field time."
> Buffy scanned the thick jungle below. "I don't see any clearing,"
> she admitted.
> The pilot toggled a switch, and shortly after the jungle lit up
> like the fourth of July.
> "Shee-it!" Xander commented. "Nothing like the smell of napalm in
> the morning breeze."
> Buffy's mouth firmed. "That area of jungle you just decimated," she
> growled, "contained endangered wildlife, rare trees, and maybe even
> the cure for cancer."
> "Fucked if I care," the pilot said, displaying the pinnacle of
> American military training that indicated officer material. "Now
> you've got yourself a landing site."
> "My wife cares." Buffy pointed out. "'Cos she's the caring type is
> my Willow. And if I find out you made her cry with that stunt you
> just pulled, I'm going to come find you, wherever you are, and rip
> you out another asshole."
> "Here's your 'chute," Xander smiled cheerfully as he passed her said
> item. "But I should leave that guy's sturdy butt alone. It looks like
> its taken enough punishment before now."
> The Slayer's face creased into a wide grin. "Thanks, Xander." she
> said, and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "I can always rely on you
> to keep my feet on the floor."
> "And on that note..." Xander turned, and stepped out into space.
> Buffy shook her head as Xander's "Whee!" dopplered down into the
> jungle below.
>
> *
>
> End Part One.
>
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