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Points to the glorified bricklayer

Xander was in the city, overlooking the damage. It was odd how he knew things got messed up, but couldn't remember how now. Something to do with the whole Nightmare business. Well no matter, it needed to get straightened up, and see what was possibly salvageable or repairable. Not the best niche around, but a necessary one, and at least it was a good area he was familiar with.

As it was, he got started making his way through some of the rubble to see how to get started.

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Daimon had his arms folded across his chest, a standard position for the demonspawn to take. "Surveying the damage?"

"Pretty much, looks extensive," Xander commented as he glanced over the area.

"Indeed. If you wish to reconstruct and salvage the buildings, then I shall aide you. You have been instrumental in our efforts to repair the Vatican."

"Thanks, hey just figure I can do something about this. Got our work cut out for us though."

A damaged castle is in the process of being rebuilt by something big, winged, and scary-looking. Also purple.

At the sound of footsteps, Goliath looks up from his rebuilding to the human approaching his territory and calls out a greeting, lest the human be surprised by the sight of him.

"What brings you this way, friend?"

First reaction was, claws and wings equal demon. And then Xander's cartoon fanboy brain caught up with him. Oh right, RIGHT! He thought he remembering seeing some familiar soaring around.

"Uh wow, hey!" He waved back, "Trying to see what do about the mess and what can be repaired or not."

"Indeed, a worthwhile cause. And an undertaking not to be assessed lightly."

He jumps down from the wall, caping his wings as he stands.

"Do you have experience in reparation?"

"Guess you can say so since for a while I was on window repair duty back home."

Xander added, "So yeah I do. Also experience in construction."

"Perhaps you could advise me on this project." He turns back to the half-ruined castle wall. "I am no expert when it comes to rebuilding."

Rei had been feeling increasingly restless since the nightmares had ended. He was so used to constantly moving around through time and space that staying in one spot for an extended amount of time was just weird. But he wasn't able to use his powers here, so he had to find something to do with himself.

He found his way down to the city, taking in all the damage. He wasn't sure what he was going to do there, but he needed something to occupy his hands and mind. Maybe he could try his hand at some repairs?

After a while he noticed another person in the area. "Hey," he called out, approaching the one-eyed man. "Are there any plans to rebuild this?"

Xander waved to him, and called back, "That's what we're looking into. Some of the supports are shot, and there's just no way to rebuild. Trying to see what can be salvaged for other areas maybe."

"Sure," he responded, and started poking around the rubble. Building things wasn't really his strong suit - he lacked any real muscle definition - but he'd become interested in architecture over his travels, and understood enough about it.

As he was looked through the wreckage, he kept glancing back at the one-eyed guy. Something about him seemed really familiar. "Hey, um..." he said after a while, "sorry if this sound weird or anything, but do I know you from some place? I feel like I've seen you before, like, kind of a lot. Except I don't think we've met."

Xander shrugged at that, as he lifted some boards, "Might have seen me around the arrivals, usually try to give the poppers a friendly face when they wake up in here, you know? Been around the ship for a long time now. I'm Xander."

"That's the weird thing, though, I could have sworn I've seen you before I woke up on the ship," he paused, then added, "...and that's probably one of the creepiest things I have ever said, I am so sorry. You, eh, must just have one of those faces. But, uh, for the record, I'm Rei."

Xander thought about it, and then added with a scowl, "If this has anything to do with that Joss jerk, he just better not show his face around here. Like ever if he wants to keep it intact. And he's totally ripping us off."

He then shrugged, "Good to meet ya, Rei. Been up for a while, or still kind of new?"

Rei blinked a few times, totally lost by the 'Joss' comment. He shrugged it off at first, and answered the question.

"Eh, I guess I'm... new-ish? I woke up I think a month or so before all that weirdness with the nightmares, I think. It's getting hard to tell with the... with the..."

And, like that, one could almost see the light go on in Rei's head.

"Wait, hold up, rewind. You said your name was Xander, and... 'Joss' is ripping you off," he said the next part slowly, trying to comprehend it himself, "Are you the same Xander that runs around with spunky cheerleader slash vampire slayer Buffy?"

"Hey, Xander!" Jamie came around a corner, carrying what appeared to be a small pile of salvaged stone in his arms. He'd wave a greeting, but his hands are rather full.

"Do ye know if there's a specific place we're supposed to be putting the stuff that can be used again?"

"Hi Jamie, and uh, that's a good question." He looked around, and waved a hand, "Might as well start a section over there. That building looks intact still, and we could use a storage area."

"Aye, all right," Jamie replies, and moves off to deposit the stone in the indicated building. It's a wonder any of the buildings survived, if you ask him. He brushes himself off as he steps back out, but it's a losing battle. Too much dust and debris in the air.

Pausing for a moment by Xander, he looks out over the mess that is the city, then shakes his head. What a mess. "Well, at least there's one good thing about all of this," he comments dryly. "If ye didna like some of the buildings, ye get to re-design them."

"Yeah good way to put it I guess. I didn't really mind some of the buildings, and it well. Just I dunno, seems like no sooner does one mess get cleaned up, another one shows up."

"Maybe it's because we're always fighting here, aye? This is the third time that I can think of since I woke up." And Xander's been here a lot longer than Jamie. So if it's a regular occurrence, then it's not surprising the city seems to be constantly a mess.

"There's got to be a better way to rebuild so it can keep standing," he muses, glancing over at Xander. "Did ye have any ideas?"

When Buffy had communicated with Xander earlier, he'd mentioned that he worked in the City, getting the rubble all unrubbly.

Which was great, because now she knew where to look. Except for where it had taken her awhile to find the City.

But, hey, here now.

She wrapped her leather jacket around her - the same one Angel had given her so long ago - and double checked to make sure that her scythe was still strapped to her back.

It was.

Buffy didn't know what she'd do if she lost it.

She froze when she was him. His back was turned to her, and Buffy wondered if he was surveying the damage, deep in thought, or something else.

Regardless...

"...Xander?"

Xander immediately turned around, dropping the boards. Practically on his foot, and he yelped and danced a few steps around.

Still that was forgotten at the sight of his friend.

"Buff! Hey, what took ya so long?" He immediately headed over for much overdue huggage. He then shifted his arms when noticing the heavy metal on her back.

Right, careful huggage around big honkin' scythe of vampire doom.

"The ginormosity of this place, really," Buffy replied as she hugged Xander back, as tightly as she could without, you know, crushing him.

Which was very hard to do, all things considered. There was a bright smile on her face, but tears in her eyes. This was...this was...

There were no words.

"And, you know, the Big Bad nightmare that was the...Nightmare King, actually."

She pulled away from Xander then and took him on. "It really is you. In all of your Xander-shapiness."

No crushing would be of the good, since while Xander was strong like bull, he well.... He certainly wasn't strong like Slayer.

"It's me, and you in your awesome Buffiness. Really a sight for this sore eye, you know?" He wasn't sure when he was going to see any of his friends again.

"You too," she stated, pulling away from him. She wiped her wet eyes with the back of her hands. "Sorry. I'm having a moment." She shook her head and looked around the City. "Wow. Reminds me of Sunnydale, a little. Near the end."

Tycho had wandered into the city to check out the damage. He'd promised Rhiow he would help her rebuild Grand Central, so it would help if he knew what they were rebuilding, right?

Up ahead of him, he saw someone he thought he recognized. "Hey ... Xander, right?"

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