or perhaps expressionless?

Still love it.

I like expressionless. It wins. And thanks. I'm having too much fun with my future!Dawn, and I really like Oz's para-Initiative team, so this one should be fun. I hope.

Yesterday's Guitars

Part four:

As far as Oz knew, the bar didn’t have a name, and if it did, he didn’t care to know it. Frankly, he was surprised to be let back in the door—last time he was here, Faith ended up busting up the place. But Riley called, and so he came.

Riley had a Miller ready and waiting for him, and it was obvious he was still sheepish about how the last big mission had gone down. “Not a good quality to show to a werewolf,” thought Oz. He slid in across the booth from the military man. But then, he supposed, he was a military man too these days.

“Hey,” said Oz.

“Good to see you,” said Riley.

The two sat in awkward silence for a moment.

“Not bad,” said Oz. "They’re gelling a lot better and faster than I thought they would.”

“Well, most of them have connections.”

“True, but most of them haven’t actually worked together before, and the connections are mostly ‘hating Wesley.’”

“Yeah,” said Riley, taking a pull off his beer. “You’re still mad at me, aren’t you?”

“You roped me into working for the First Evil in a mission that nearly destroyed the world and lost us two team members,” said Oz. “It’s not exactly endearing.”

“It was more complicated than that,” said Riley.

“Yeah,” said Oz. “It was.”

“You could walk away,” said Riley. “No one would fault you.”

Oz sipped his beer and said nothing.

“I’ve read the mission reports,” said Riley. “You’re good at this.”

“Maybe,” said Oz. “And you’re still mission liaison, so why the secret spy routine?”

“What,” said Riley, “you don’t like ambience?”

At the bar, a biker who weighed nearly 300 pounds chugged a mug full of Budweiser as his buddies chanted, “Chug! Chug! Chug!” The biker slammed the mug down dramatically onto the bar, shattering it and belching loudly.

“Well,” said Oz. “You could take me somewhere nice for a change.”

“How’s about Europe?” said Riley, handing Oz a file. Inside the slim, manila folder were spectrometer readings and meteorological surveys which Oz could barely decipher, along with red-dotted maps of Europe and several photocopied police reports.

“What is all this?” said Oz as he read.

“Seemingly unconnected phenomena,” said Riley. “An upswing in mystical energy readings, culminating in shifts in weather patterns. They seem to converge on these points,” Riley pointed to London and Venice on the map, “with the third vector being here.”

Riley flipped to a map of the world, and pointed to the far, left-hand side.

“Los Angeles,” said Oz. “So shouldn’t there be something here to do?”

“Maybe,” said Riley. “but the action seems to be in Europe.”

Oz flipped to the police reports—a series of unsolved slayings over the preceding year or so. The first in Los Angeles, then New York, London, Paris and finally Amsterdam. The victims had all been sliced open and flayed alive.

“Flaying seems to be becoming a theme in our lives,” said Oz, his voice even and unexpressive. “What do you think that says about us?”

“I don’t know,” said Riley. “But take a look at the dates.”

Oz scanned over the papers, but had already deduced what he was going to see. The first murder was the same day Angel disappeared. The London murder the day Amy Madison died.

“What’s going on here?” said Oz, putting the papers down on the table. “What are you trying to tell me?”

“When Angel and his team disappeared,” said Riley, rubbing his forehead, “something happened concurrently. Something’s out there and killing people.”

Oz didn’t have to be a werewolf to know that Riley was keeping something from him. But the patterns were clear. He sipped his beer quietly, pondering the repercussions.

he was still sheepish

Hee! funny.

The two sat in awkward silence for a moment.

“Not bad,” said Oz. They’re gelling a lot better and faster than I thought they would.”

Isn't something missing here?

“You roped me into working for the First Evil in a mission that nearly destroyed the world and lost us two team members,” said Oz. “It’s not exactly endearing.”

This made me blink. Could there be a tad more exposition? If not, that's cool. Just made me go "huh".

“Maybe,” said Riley. “but the action seems to be in Europe.”

I don't think he's proven that. Does he have to prove it to get Oz to do what he wants him to do?

This made me blink. Could there be a tad more exposition? If not, that's cool. Just made me go "huh".

No. All you need to know has been established between here and part two: they nearly got Angel and co. back, but lost them; Amy Madison and Ethan Rayne died (although, Ethan didn't actually die, and things were a bit unclear with Amy) and Oz to some degree blames Riley for it.

I don't think he's proven that. Does he have to prove it to get Oz to do what he wants him to do?

Not really. Oz has a lot of autonomy, but Riley's still technically his superior officer. Moreover, Riley knew Oz would go when he understood the reprecussions of the file--which hasn't been made entirely clear to the reader yet--and he wanted a chance to discuss it with Riley away from the others.

Re-reads above post.

Man, that sounds a bit more bristley than I intended. If it comes off that way, I apologize. I'm just terse in the morning.

No, Victor, it's fine. I didn't say I love it, but... I was expecting that to be understood. We're good. I can't wait to read the next bit.

No, Victor, it's fine. I didn't say I love it, but... I was expecting that to be understood. We're good. I can't wait to read the next bit.

Thanks. I understood everyrthing, just was afraid terse typing sounded snippy. Just wanted to explain why I didn't want to go too deep into the backstory of the world I've established in previous fics ("Conversation With the Monster" and "The Ressurection Gambit" for Future!Dawn--I think there's links to both in the links section--and "In the City" for Oz and his Not!Initiative, which is in the hands of Ms. Plei and will be online at her discretion.)

It's awkward when you continue a mythology like this, taking familiar characters and having them progressed past the point where people know them. Oz, particualrly, has changed a bit since he was last seen on BtVS, but I'm afraid if I go too far back into it, it'll be like the annoying "previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the Earth cooled around a molten core" trailers.

Hmm, I'm wondering if the concurrent murders aren't sacrifices of some kind.

Hmm, I'm wondering if the concurrent murders aren't sacrifices of some kind.

Hmmmm... Could be....