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10th spell [ action / voice ] - Luceti

[ First thing after she wakes up from her nap is to actually pull her hair up and go make something to eat. By this point, Willow has not figured out that she looks like someone else (mostly because her hair is out of her face so she can't see what color it is). Residents of House 7 (and anyone else who might be inside), there is now an unknown (nor maybe all-too-well-known) girl in your kitchen, cooking as well as your normal redhead does. WHAT DO YOU DO?

A few hours later, once Willow has figured out that she is SOMEONE ELSE, she will return to her room and open up her journal. ]

Um... i-is anyone else finding that they're... someone else today? Or am I the only one who got that privilege?

[ Buffy cast? That is most definitely NOT Willow's voice. That is most definitely Tara's. Freak out as needed. Replies will be coming from

enchantedmysoul . Ignore the name, though. /lazy ]

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[ she nods. ]

That...yeah, please. [ she is still wigged by the fact that this looks and sounds like tara. tara who should be dead. ]

[ Good old homemade vegetable soup. She dishes up enough for both of them. ]

I was kinda hoping the event this time would be tame somehow. [ Though, it could honestly be worse... ]

Um... It hasn't done anything to you, has it?

I had to stop my body-double from walking around town dressed like a street-walker, last night.

[ she cuddles that soup to herself. comfort time. ] Will, you probably should stick close to home.

Oh... that's-

...Y-you don't think someone out there's my double, do you?

[ she nods seriously. ] I think I'll probably stay here. I wouldn't want to confuse anyone else today. That'd be really hard to explain, wouldn't it?

This soup is delicious. I'm amazed that I'm not your double, right now. [ because she loves you. and because this is goddamned tough situation and she needs to cope with a little levity. ]

It's..safer.

[ She offers a small smile at that. ]

I don't know if I've gotten Tara's powers, too, o-or just her... [ Yeah, "body." There is no way to not make that sentence awkward. ] ...looks.

[ Sipping the soup. ] Are you okay? You kinda look like you've had a long day of demon-bashing o-or the Luceti equivalent.

Jack didn't get the slayer boost, so I'm guessing that's a no. And I'm good. Just...worried. Are you okay -- y'know? It's gotta be a shock.

Jack-? [ Oh... oh. Well, that definitely solidifies things she'd been wondering. ] Then my magic should be mine... I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not. [ She sighs a little and holds her bowl closer. ] Yeah... I'm okay. I-I just wish Tara had actually... come this time. I miss her...

Willow.

[ her voice exudes sympathy. ] She...oh, man. Some people have been here lots and some have never come.

And Giles might not come back... [ Her voice trails off and she sips her soup again. ] I-I know, but... it's hard not to keep wishing for it.

[ Pause. ]

It isn't wrong for me to wish she'd come here, is it?

It's not wrong. [ she tries to shake the sadness. ] It's...it's natural.

Sorry. I'm being a downer, aren't it? [ She tries to give an uplifting smile. ]

So, uh, got any plans for the next few days aside from try to stay experiment-free?

Keeping an eye on Jack. Hoping my reputation isn't too ruined.

[ watching 'tara' closely. ] What about you? Gonna stray far from home?

[ eyebrows.. ] I don't think he could ruin your reputation. You've been here too long a-and everyone knows it's an experiment now.

[ and a small headshake. ] I think I'm gonna stick right here. It's warm and cozy and not full of people who might not be people I think they are.

Right. Exactly -- and better than you running into, say. Warren. [ oh god. ]

I-I think I'd rather run into Warren when I have my own body. Tara's doesn't work the same way mine does. [ Meaning that whole running thing? Doesn't work so well. nor does dodging. ] So no worries over here. I'm just gonna sit right here until this wears off. Well, not right here, but here as in this house and my room.

Let's aim even higher. How about never running into Warren, ever? He's a creep.

He did seem to leap up the creep-o-meter this year, didn't he? I-I'm not gonna, y'know, seek him out or anything. [ Oh Willow, you have no idea how bad that sounds. ] If we run into each other, we run into each other. I-I'll just be... civil... and careful.

Try skipping civil and going straight to the get-away. Will, it's kinda important that you -- specific you -- avoids him.

[ she has said too much. ]

[ And that makes her blink in confusion. ]

Why me? Does he really not like me in the future?

[ she is assuming this is a future thing she does not yet know. ]

You two really don't get along, no.

It's really bad, huh? Well, I, uh... I'll try not to make it worse here, okay?

[ But seriously, if she ends up running into him, it won't be her fault. ]

I'm more concerned about him making it worse. But -- status quo. We'll maintain it.

Hey... [ She reaches out to gently touch Buffy's shoulder. ] Whatever happened, or will happen- [ Whichever. ] We'll get through it, okay? We've dealt with Warren being crazy, creepy, robot-dude Warren before. This'll be no different.

[ the touch is mucho appreciated. ]

No different. Nope. Not at all. [ her lie. it is palpable. ]

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