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9th Spell - [ voice / action ] - Luceti
Jan. 10th, 2011 05:49 pm[ 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. ]
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. ]
