1 Wicca spell [Action/Accidental Voice]

[slayersidekick]

[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...?

Comments

[voice]

[herotypical]

[Willow. It has been a month and some since Buffy has last heard that voice and she isn't sure whether to be pleased or paranoid. Getting stuck here, after all, is no real reason for celebration.]

Will? [She asks, tentatively.] Will, it's me.

[voice]

[slayersidekick]

Buffy? [The voice seems to be coming from the book thing she's holding.]

Buffy, where are you- OW! [Okay, suddenly moving hurts. Or well, maybe sitting back down with the thing and resting her back against the fountain had been a bad idea.]

[Action]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra's walking by, nibbling on a muffin and carrying a bakery bag. She's just taking a relaxing morning walk before heading home to share her bakery finds with Setzer, but the woman at the fountain catches her attention.

Pausing abruptly, the green-haired woman stares intently...then her eyes widen.]

You're new?!

[Action]

[slayersidekick]

[Willow turns her head at the sound of an unfamiliar voice and promptly closes the journal, holding it and her clothes close to her chest.]

New? I-I don't remember falling asleep outside or in a hospital gown.

[Which is the long version of "yes."]

[Action]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra shakes her head slowly, incredulous.]

Wow. We haven't had new people here in...months.

[Trying to shake herself out of that startled state, she tries to smile, though it's apologetic. She hates giving bad news.]

My name is Terra and this is Luceti. I'm a captive, too, and so is everyone here. I'm sorry....

[Action]

[slayersidekick]

[Willow stares for a minute. What is this girl talking about?]

I'm Willow. [Pause.] Okay, where is here, this Luceti place? This isn't some new city or a demon dimension I got randomly sucked into while I wasn't looking. [...Pleading look.] I-is it?

[Action]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

Some demons are nice.

[Said a little defensively. But she knows that's a tangent.]

Um...well, it's like this; a lot of people from a lot of different worlds and times are taken to this one. The people responsible are called the Malnosso, and they say they're scientists. They want to use us to figure out how to travel between worlds or go home or something like that...and because of that, they sometimes throw bizarre experiments at us.

[Minor twitch when she talks about experiments; not her favorite subject.]

[Action]

[slayersidekick]

I never said they weren't! [Also defensively. Can't really blame her.] I-I was just wondering which one I'm in, that's all.

[But she falls quiet to listen, frowning. For all she knows, the demon spawn Buffy helped kill disrupted something in the dimensions somewhere. Also, green hair makes her wonder... but she'll ignore it for now.]

...S-so it is another dimension... [She notices a twitch, but doesn't comment on it.] Do you know someone named Buffy Summers? Blonde hair, stronger than a person should be?

[Action]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra perks up a bit and nods.]

I don't know her well -we haven't interacted that much- but I know she's in town. You're from her world?

voice;

[univalent.livejournal.com]

[ early morning means this ensouled vampire who is very much not the poncier, irish version (with very different coloring, thank you) was just about to shed clothing and roll into bed when the sound of willow's voice came floating from the pages of the journal tossed carelessly on a table across the room. spike gets up, pads over to it and picks the thing up, looking down at it with a furrowed brow that goes unseen. ]

Bloody hell, Red?

voice;

[slayersidekick]

[How fortunate for her. She just stares at the journal for a minute before sitting back down on the fountain ledge and figuring out how to work it. That voice sounds so very familiar.]

...Spike?

[Action]

[slayersidekick]

[Willow nods and relaxes ever so slightly.] Yeah. We've been best friends for four and a half years. [She glances down at the journal.] Maybe I'll just... wait for her here.

[voice]

[herotypical]

I'm in the book. I mean--I'm not really in the book. More like the book is a phone. And we're talk--you know what? Never mind. Details.

[Then the ow and Buffy is already looking for her shoes.] The more important question is where are you?

[voice]

[slayersidekick]

...You can explain it to me later? [Because knowing Buffy, the distance between them is about to get drastically smaller.]

I'm not sure. I'm by a fountain and there's lots of people wandering around.

[voice]

[herotypical]

The fountain? [She echoes, sounding vaguely surprised.] That's...good. That makes it easy. No trudging through every square inch of woods trying to find a cl--[the sound of a door slamming shut.]

Know how I said it was a phone? Well, I'm hanging up now. I'll be there soon. Okay?

[voice]

[slayersidekick]

You know where that is? [Oh good. Relief and then a little worry.]

O-okay. I'll be right here. Not going anywhere. [No matter how embarrassing this sundress thing is.]

voice;

[folklorist]

That would be your journal! It's how everyone communicates around here! Like one of those...cellphone things.

voice;

[slayersidekick]

A communication journal? [Give her a second, she's staring at it.] Huh... I'll have to figure out how it works. [Which she will. She's good at this sort of thing.]

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

... Rosenberg?

[ voice ] - lmfao those keywords XD

[slayersidekick]

[Have a gigantically awkward silence. Who is this guy? Hesitantly:] Do I know you? You don't sound like Principle Snyder and he's one of the only people who calls me that...

[ voice ] - XD

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

I'm a doctor, not a principle.

[ Wait, he's getting off-track here. Must be the same with what happened with Uhura. ] Not really, but.. uh, I've heard about you. You're from Sunnydale, right? Buffy's friend.

[ voice ]

[slayersidekick]

...Right.

[Hold it. She perks up.] Yeah, Buffy's a good friend of mine. You know her?

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know her. We're roomies... or whatever the hell you kids use to describe housemates.

voice;

[folklorist]

Exactly! It's amazing isn't it? I wonder how they do it. Ah-uh you've probably heard by now but this place is called Luceti.

[ voice ]

[slayersidekick]

Oh... [Sorry, Bones. "Roomies" makes Willow wonder.] Oh. O-okay. I-I guess if she takes me back to her place, I might get to meet you, then.

..Uh, who are you, anyway?