Willow Rosenberg

At the Starbucks Willow was taking advantageous advantage of the free WiFi, clicking around a few sites while enjoying her over priced iced coffee. She had been meaning to drop by Searchlight, there was something she couldn't quite put her finger on, but she figured it was a-brewing something interesting at least. Then as if kismet was snipping at her fingers for poking around there was Spike's post.

It was like karmic confirmation, though that Spike used the word confirmation didn't exactly make her feel any more thrilled that whatever she'd been sensing actually was related to the last pit stop she'd made along her journey of Slayer discovery. Closing her laptop she slipped it into her messenger bag and took her cup to go heading out onto the sidewalks outside. The weather was still a bit warm which was good for the light jacket she had picked out that morning.

Shifting her bag on her shoulder she dug into her pocket for her phone and dialed up the house hoping that whatever she'd been trying not to notice in the ether wasn't anything really big and hairy... which she had a feeling it was.

It was ringing which at least was a good start.

Okay. See the nagging, the arguments for Los Angeles and against Boston? Very convincing. So regardless of me looking at apartments this weekend here in Boston? I'm going to follow the rest of you people. Much like I have for most of my life and head out to Los Angeles.

So to all those of you that voted for Los Angeles? Congrats, you swayed me.

So next this week I'll be Craigslisting and looking for a place out there. I've already clicked the little send me info thing for registering for classes at UCLA too. See? I'm all determined little Toaster, which means something completely different now that I've seen the new Battlestar series.

[Poll #962360]

Time zones messed with me. Which shouldn't mean I am still away at four in the morning, but here I am. Awake.

Get Your Cyborg Name

Going to bed now though. Because as amusing as that was? The monster name just made me sad.

SEASON TWO WILLOW

Class had been dismissed and I was pretty sure that Buffy had only been half listening to the last well... week of class. She was pretty much Distracto-Girl at school, and a big Destructo-Girl on the patrols. I was worried, but only in a passive worry mode. I wasn't going to push anything. If she wanted to talk, we could talk. I would be that supportive friend until then. It wasn't like I wasn't doing anything anyway. Well of course I was taking notes in case she ever did want to learn something in class. Which might come in handy with the not failing school.

I finished packing up my notes and headed out the door to catch up with Bufy and Xander. Xander had PE after this class so I knew he would be trying to hang out with us as long as possible, which I didn't mind at all. Buffy was definitely a no show in the coherent state of mind that was for sure.

"Hey, you know I took some notes on that last class... if you are interested we can study later."

"Hmmm... oh sorry Will, yeah study buddy sounds like a plan, I know if Ms. Calendar hears my dog ate my homework from me one more time I might actually have to buy a dog."

"O-or! Start to eat your homework yourself!"

Good one, yep... and the looks of confusion on their faces is the usual reaction to me. Although I had to admit I was getting better at the jokes. When you are around the girl who has a pun for everything and Xander who since I was 3 has made me laugh in countless ways, you have to adjust to being the less-than-funny one. I just wanted a chance to show a different side of me. Not always the girl that highlighted her own notes in a color coded system for easy reference to possible test questions... although that did remind me to transfer that mornings lecture notes over to my other notebook.

"So.. any news on the whole..." I glanced around and then lowered my voice to a whisper just in case.... "vamp situation?"

"Oh let me guess... they ran out of plaid and decided that Corduroy Jumpers would be a great subsitute! Someone alert the School Paper!"

"Speaking of bloodsuckers... Cordelia, how aren't you today?"

Buffy was so quick with those comebacks, I was still trying to think if Cordelia rhymed with anything... however Cordelia left as soon as she realized I wasn't such an easy target with my friends around. I thought by now she would be okay with me... we had saved her life a few times.. however I suppose image is more than everything to her.

I heard the first bell ring and my instinct was to bolt, I hated being late, but I also hated being the first one to get up. Thankfully Xander took that as his cue to exit.

"Well Ladies... the Xandman is going to go avoid physical contact with the other more overbearing males in this school.. you have a lovely class..."

I smiled, I almost laughed at his joke, but I didn't want to seem too interested. Buffy played it cool, and he was practically falling in her lap. Calm and collected on me though... looked like nervous and shifty.

"So.. class?"

With the second bell only seconds away from ringing I was about to jump up and leave her in her own tardy cloud of dust, however she spoke just in the nick of time to stop my cartoon-like puff of Willowey shaped clouds exit.

"Sounds perfect! and tonight with the studying right? I mean after you.. umm... get back from work of course."

"Sounds like a plan Will! What would I do without you!"

Brazil is a Long Way from Home

"Illumina!" A bright light filled the room and I watched as Kennedy worked her way from one side of the room to the other sweeping her sword easily through the demons as they tried to flee. I loved watching her move. It was amazing the difference becoming a Slayer made. Her movements were all fluid, she didn't fight the demons, she shifted them to her weapons. As the last one fell to the floor I smiled at her. Her smirk fell to her lips and I walked over to her.

She dropped her sword as I brushed her hair away from her face. There was a bit of demoney gunk stuck to her cheek, and I tried to wipe it off as gracefully as I could but it ended up sticking to the edge of my hand instead.

"Hmm... so much for the sneaky slime removal. Looks like it likes me a bit too much."

I shrug a bit, and wipe it on my brown corduroy pants hoping it doesn't stain. I look over the mess of remains and hope that a bonfire will clean the cave of any bits and pieces. I take her hand with my non-sticky one and grin at her. She is a bit out of breath from all the work, but this is my favorite time. All the adreniline is moving through her and she has this glow about her, her aura definetly shifts colors a bit. I can tell how strong she is. She leans over and picks up her sword and we head out of the cave. Once we reach the outer edges and I can see moonlight I turn to cast my spell.

"Incinde!" The flame grows from a small spark to a large fire and floats deep into the cave. I squeeze Kennedy's hand as we watch the cave begin to glow from the fire.

Willow, there is trouble..... Suddenly in my mind I can hear Athela, one of the seers from the Coven. I had kept in touch with them over the years, I was sure it was more for their own sake, just trying to make sure I was kept on track. You need to go home. I was already on my way there, I wondered-- Home to Sunnydale. Okay that was odd... I mean Sunnydale last I checked. Big hole in the ground.

"So... this is odd, Athela just told me that I need to go to Sunnydale. That is odd right?"

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