dragonyphoenix

Masterlist for In a Corner of My Soul
Note: The scene is short and I didn't feel it added any information so I delted it. On the other hand, I do like the reminder that, in this story, Giles is an evil bastard.

A forest bird never wants a cage. - Henrik Ibsen

The weather in California, in addition to being persistently sunny, was always warmer, day or night, than Giles anticipated. In the basement, for the first time since he'd move to Sunnydale, Giles felt right at home although his home generally didn't contain cages.

Young men in chains on the other hand … “Hey!”

“Kyle.” Giles spoke the name quietly so the lad would have to stop rattling his chains in order to hear.

“Let me go,” Kye shouted.

Giles shook his head. “Do you honestly believe that will work?”

“What are you going to do?”

“Perform tests to see what the hyena spirit did to you. They won't hurt or at least not too much.”

“And then you'll let me go?”

Giles leaned back against the wall, looked the lad up and down, and shook his head from side-to-side.