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1 Wicca spell [Action/Accidental Voice]

[It's early morning when Willow finally wakes up, blinking the sleep from her eyes. It takes her a few minutes to realize she's not in bed at Buffy's house, like she was last night when she fell asleep. Had she actually fallen asleep or had she dozed off for a little? The pile of clothes next to her says she merely dozed off before bed, but she can't imagine why she'd be wearing such a... weird hospital-type gown if she'd merely "dozed off." Then again, she has no idea why she wouldn't be in bed, either.

She sits up and looks around. The fountain is at her back - and it's a pretty one, too - but she's more than certain she's never seen it before in her life. What on earth is going on around here?

Something flips nervously in her stomach. Did someone use magic and transport her inter-dimensionally somehow? Or did she do it? Fantastic. Maybe it's just a dream. She's hoping so about now.

Sighing, she sits there for a few minutes to gather her thoughts before getting up to look around for a place to get changed. This gown is doing nothing at all for her. It's about then that she notices the open journal by her feet. She picks it up and looks at it, not noticing - yet - that it's on and recording.]

Hello? What is this thing...?

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I-If you say so. [ But the sound of home, or at least a place to stay, is a good one, so she nods. ]

All right. Is it far? A-am I... Do you mind if I stay with you? At least until I get to know the town better?

[ Willow would prefer to stay wherever Buffy is staying, but she won't insist if things are tight without her. ]

Well, you did la--[Huh. That might be too much of a bombshell. Buffy shakes her head and begins to walk.]

You're always welcome in my abodes, no matter how humble. Mi casa? Su casa.

[ And that makes Willow smile in relief. ]

Oh, well, I was hoping you wouldn't mind because it'd be a little weird after so long. N-not that I would have forced my way in or anything!

[ Just... stop, Rosenberg. You're making it worse. ]

Fair warning, though. I do come with a few room-mates. They're good people, but kinda--well, you'll see.

I think after what happened in college, I can deal with a few house- and or roommates.

[ Really, she's just glad to be around a stable friend like Buffy. ]

Well, there is definitely a house involved. Spare room and everything.

[ She grins at that. ]

So no sharing a room with a crazy person this time around?

Bones was kinda briefly something like crazy, last week. But--ah, he's Doctor McCoy. Kinda grumpy but ultimately a teddy bear.

But no Kathy-level crazy?

[ Teasing. ]

Thankfully? No. But one of them is an alien.

As long as he's not into the soul-sucking, Glory clean-up crewage, I'm good with it!

So, uh... are there any permanently crazy people here?

Uh--yeah. Captain Jack Sparrow. Do yourself a favour and avoid him, alright?

Can do. I think I'd prefer hanging out with the less crazy, more normal, crowd... Sunnydale normal, anyway. You, me, Xander, Anya, Dawn...

[ Tara, when she's actually talking to Willow. ]

Well, there's me. And you, now. [A rather telling pause.] And Spike. But that's it for the Sunnydale crowd. There used to be more of us.

Spike's here, too? Guess it could be worse. Could be Drusilla. [ Or Angelus. Or annoying Harmony or something. ] Who else was here?

Drusilla. [She echoes, pulling a face.] And...Faith. Wesley. Angel--[she skips over him rather quickly.] Some girl from Angel's crew and Dawn. Dawn, just for a few weeks.

[ She makes a face at the mention of Drusilla... and again at Faith. But Dawn gets a sympathetic look and a gentle touch to Buffy's arm. ]

I... kind of wish I could have seen Dawnie here, but maybe it's better that she isn't here.

That's what I keep telling myself. About a lot of people, really. 'Cause--Will, you get attached. The people here, they're just so...personable. Most of them.

[ She understands that. ]

Like making friends at home, only different in the 'most people are our brand of normal' instead of 'normal brand of normal.'

[ Which could definitely hurt worse when they disappear. ]

You always make it through, though. [ And then she gets an idea. ] Hey, does your house have a kitchen? I could make cookies or pancakes for an introduction to my new housemates.

I would really so much rather to have you in the kitchen than me. So, count me as on board with this plan.

[A swing of her arms. It's good to see Willow.] It's not too far.

[ She grins in response. ] Cookies tonight and pancakes in the morning!

You know me, I'm good with the walkage. It's almost like patrolling again, except I only usually do it when something's really wrong in Sunnydale or you're hurt... [ frown. ] Though you being hurt counts as something super wrong in Sunnydale.

I'm sure the Doc'll appreciate someone else taking a stab at playing cafeteria lady for the house. The hair-net did nothing for him.

[ That gets a laugh. ]

A doctor with a hair-net? A-at least he doesn't have rat poison to put in the jello? I hope.

Luckily? He's not that grumpy.

Oh good... O-or else we'd have to take him out the hard way. All that physical power.

[ But this is all starting to remind her of the magic she can't use anymore, so her face falls a little and she goes silent for now. ]

[action] - ♥ Willow and I will revive you every time! \o/ /bad pun

[action] - sweethearts. <3

[action] - we love our Buffy and Buffy-mun

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