7th Spell [ Action ] - Luceti

[slayersidekick]

[ Well, after nearly a month in the care of the lab coats that definitely remind Willow of the Initiative (not that she remembers anything after the whole knocked out kidnapping phase), guess who's back in the center of town? Yep. You guessed it. Journal-less Willow.

...And she seems to be wearing something that may or may not be familiar. If she was seen on Halloween, it definitely looks familiar. Unfortunately for Luceti, she's been AU'ed... and not in a very pleasant way.

Meet the vampire version of Willow. She's pretty, and doesn't mind showing it off. She probably won't mess with anyone too much, but feel free to stick a cross to her face to get her to back off. If she gets bored, she'll wander off. Not too much on the crazy side. Luckily for Luceti.

Currently, she is wandering around the center of the village, trying to get her bearings again. Later, she might be found somewhere else... like the forest or near her house... ]



(ooc: replies will be coming from vampirisms )

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[Xander doesn't notice the trailing, mostly because he's now grabbed both of her arms and is holding her firmly. As though daring anyone to take her away again.] Oh God, your memory. The Malnosso did something to it! Okay, okay, WE CAN DEAL WITH THIS.

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[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

My memory's fine. But this isn't fun. Can't we do something fun now?

[ Yeah, well, maybe he might be interested in the way she's looking at him. ]

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[If his suddenly dry mouth and squeaky voice are any indication? Yes. Yes he is interested. And...worried.]

Fun?

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[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

That's right. Fun. It's been so long since the Master let me play with the puppy.

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[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

Hey, you didn't tell me you guys got a dog!

2/2

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

......The Master?!

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

[ Yeah that gets a stare. Okay, something's up. He's setting off human sensors. ]

Our Master, remember?

[ Hm, well, if no one's around, she could just Sire him and be done with it. ]

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

I am distinctly remembering the Master as That Guy Who Was Always Trying to Kill Buffy. And us, too, if he managed to notice us. What is WITH you? And why would you adopt a dog without telling me about it?

[No one's around. Not a soul.]

...this makes me feel like such a creeper |D;

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

[ She can work with this... but it'd be so much more fun if she can get a little noise out of him first. ]

Bored now...

[ And suddenly, there's a vampire face over your best friend, Xander. Have fun with that. ]

YOU SO ARE

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[The noise Willow gets first is the soft and strangled sound of her own name.] Will?!

[The next noise is louder: an angry yell:] NO!

[And the final noise is desperate pleading.] Look, we can FIX this. I know we can. Giles will have a spell. Buffy'll...no, we won't call Buffy. We can just--SPIKE. He can get you some of that blood from the bar! It'll be OKAY.

SOB

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

That's better. I don't want to be fixed. It's much better being a vampire, you know, and not one that drinks from a bar. Unless the bar is full of helpless humans.

Please. Giles. [ Wimp of a man who keeps interrupting her meals. ] Who's Buffy?

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

.......Forget Buffy. You don't want to know who Buffy is. [Xander is STALLING. If you knew Buffy, Will? Buffy would kill you. She wouldn't hesitate. And that's not something he's got his mind wrapped around yet. At all.]

I-I waited for you. I searched for you for DAYS.

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

Does she like to play? [ oh but now you're toying with her, Xander, so she's gonna do it right back. ]

You missed me? How sweet.

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

I wish I could have found you before.....who sired you, Willow?

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

The Master, of course. Sired you, too, Xander.

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

[Uh...what? Okay, Harris, THINK. Think. Sired. She thinks I'm a vamp. Act like a vamp, Harris. ACT VAMPY.]

OH. Yeah! He's such a great...sire, the Master. All...sire-y. I'd do ANYTHING for the Master!

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

You're a really bad liar, you know. [ Which is kind of starting to bore her. All of this is. ]

So, how many of you do I get to sire? Do I get to start with you first and move on or should I just show you how it's done?

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

N-no, I'm not a bad liar! I'm, uh...

[Then in significantly bolder tones:] Show ME how it's done? Maybe I'm the one who'll show everyone how it's done. And--and the Master will be pleased!

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

[ That's going to earn him a trailing of her fingers across his arm. ]

I could... [ "Start with you." ] It's about the thrill, the fun.

[ Moving behind him now. She's kinda trying to emulate that whole predator-prey situation. ]

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

Uh....you know, not that I don't think you're totally hot, Will, but...didn't we try this once? And it didn't...heh that kinda tickles...um...we tried this once and you now have that thing for girls. Which--not judging! And definitely hoping I in no way drove you into that choice! But...

Thrill, huh? [Oh Xander, who so easily came under Dracula's spell.]

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

Mmm thrill. The thrill of the chase. The thrill of listening to them scream.

[ And then, suddenly, the vamp face is gone. ]

Taking you to watch me might be fun, too.

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

...........I've...never really been into......watching?

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

Now's a great time to learn. Unless you're gonna get all cold feet on me now.

[ She might be pouting now. ]

/sorry I am so slow, this is a crazy week for me

[steadfastest.livejournal.com]

Uh, no. Teach me, o...vampire best friend.

totally okay. Slow is... normal for me >>;

[vampirisms.livejournal.com]

[ Stare... stare... ]

This isn't any fun. I want the Xander who'd have fun with me.