9th Spell - [ voice / action ] - Luceti

[slayersidekick]

[ Something probably smells good in House 7 right now. Willow's been cooking for a while and now she's got a basket of cookies, brownies, and some healthy stuff. Yes, Bones, it's all hers. There was no stealing anything from anyone else's supplies. She's just enjoying being in the kitchen. It gives her something to do. She's been playing on her laptop since the Malnosso gave it to her, but it's kinda useless for anything aside from basic things. She half-wonders if she's actually going to be able to use it to hack into anything and figures probably not unless someone has a flash drive lying around.

Even so, it's a... nice way to keep records.

So, for everyone in House 7, yes everyone, she's handing out baked yummy things. And for her friends elsewhere (or for people who just run into her), she's still handing out baked goodies.

...What, she felt like being nice. Giles' disappearance and Christmas and all that have made her realize she needs to keep up with the friends she has here, no matter who they are. 

after a while, she sits down at the fountain and opens up her journal. ]

Hey, I was thinking... if you know people are gonna go poof on you at some point, o-or that they might because that's what it seems like this place likes to do to us, what would you do? Would you try to spend more time with them or-

[ "Or would it be worth it" but she doesn't add that in. Right now, she's thinking of Tara and her heart's a little heavy. Anyone's welcome to run into her anywhere, though, and housemates can interrupt her food preparations or wait til she goes a knocking on their doors. ]

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[Voice]

[simplestgift]

I hate to sound melancholy, but for some of us, it's all we have.

[Voice]

[slayersidekick]

I-I'm sorry. I just... [ How does she put this into words? ] I was just wondering what other people think, you know? I-if other people had left behind people they really cared about a-and what they'd do if... y'know...

Not to say I wouldn't spend time with friends here. I think they're equally important.

[ Oh god she's rambling. Shutting up now! ]

[Voice]

[simplestgift]

What who would do if...?

[He doesn't sound irritated or anything, just, uh, a little confused.]

[ action ]

[likevegeta.livejournal.com]

[ And Andrew has been house hunting. It's not a difficult thing to do when everything is free, it's simply a tedious task to find a house that every member of the Trio can find agreeable. It's been a rough couple of days and his sleep schedule has gone from fairly healthy to coffee is all that keeps me going.

He catches sight of Willow out of the corner of his eye, and just for a minute, old paranoia strikes. Then he's blinking, shaking his head and reminding himself that her hair isn't black.

And, even if it was, he knows it's not a bad sign in his timeframe. It's that mindset that keeps him from running back to his apartment and locking all the doors tightly. ]

Willow! Hi!

[ action ]

[slayersidekick]

[ Willow turns and smiles at the sight of Andrew. She has no idea what he's thinking at all, just that he's a friend of Buffy's from the future and somehow not quite as annoying as she knows him. Still annoying sometimes, but at least not trying to do in all of humanity or something. ]

Hey, Andrew. Want a cookie o-or a brownie? I made a bunch for everyone.

[ action ]

[likevegeta.livejournal.com]

[ this is the face of a kid on christmas. ]

Willow cookies for me? Yeah!

[Written]

[all7seas]

Dear Mistress Willow:

I should not be writing to you, and I implore you not to tell your Buffy I've done so, as my neck is likely at stake, but to answer this conundrumish question, I only say this: we could all die on the morrow.

In Haste

Sparrow

[Written]

[slayersidekick]

[ Yeah she's not getting the whole letter thing nor is she in the mood to return it. Sorry, Jack. ]

You're just answering a question.

[ ... really now...? ]

Aren't you the ray of sunshine.

[Written]

[all7seas]

To the Esteemed and Magical Mistress Willow:

Difficult to be bright in the teeth of Winter.

Your Servant

JS

[action] I'll be tagging with Xand after this orz

[beaglenapper.livejournal.com]

[Food? House 7? SCOTTY IS THERE.]

'Allo, Willow! And what's smellin' so good in here? I'm famished!

[action] throw as many as you want XD

[slayersidekick]

[ Ah, yes, the one resident Willow is pretty sure she hasn't had a chance to actually get to know yet. ]

Just making a little desert stuff for everyone. You want some? There's a plate already made for the house.

[ She points to a full plate of cookies on the counter. ]

[action] OKAY

[beaglenapper.livejournal.com]

[Scotty thinks of Willow as the "sensible" housemate, actually. They both go about their business and she's always polite and apparently cheerful, at least most of the time, and the engineer recognizes this about her because those are qualities that Scott prizes about himself. Plus--It's okay, he already loves you, Willow, because you are making food for everyone.]

Desserts? I'm amenable to that, lass; certainly amenable. [Are those extra notches in your belt, Scotty?]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ sulking in his room is probably the best way to describe what McCoy is doing right now. being shot at in the snow by bright pink paint is enough to make any man a little ornery, so knock at your own risk. ]

[slayersidekick]

[ Oh she knocks all right, but gently. ] Dr. McCoy?

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ give him a moment to open the door. ] What's up, kid?

[ action ]

[herotypical]

[ someone's in the kitchen, sneaking a brownie. ]

[ action ]

[slayersidekick]

You could ask for one, you know. I'm not gonna let you guys suffer from the smell of it without being able to taste test one. [ She's grinning as the next batch comes out and gets stuck on a plate. ]

[ action ]

[herotypical]

Might I please have a brownie, Will? [ said with as little of a smile as she can manage -- paradoxically, her mood has upped quite a bit since dawn's arrival. even though it shouldn't be something to be happy about. ]

[Voice]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

I would spend what time with them that I could. I would hurt when they leave, but...I couldn't ignore someone based on that. I hope they wouldn't ignore me, either.

[Voice]

[slayersidekick]

That's what I was thinking. It's hard sometimes to think about, but... I guess it's better, you know? At least we aren't all alone that way.

[Voice]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

Exactly. I...just hope we can remember them when we return.

[captain-in-you.livejournal.com]

I'd say spend the time with them. It's not a waste.

[slayersidekick]

I didn't think so, either. I was just wondering what everyone else thought. I mean, if you're all stuck somewhere, you may as well make a few friends out of it, right?

[voice]

[folklorist]

Just because we can't stop Malnosso from doing something like that...doesn't mean we should seclude ourselves. They've already taken so much from us as it is. When it comes to the people here I think I rather face such future prospects.

[voice]

[slayersidekick]

Right. And if you're, y'know, stuck somewhere, you might as well get to know people so you have someone to talk to.