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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.

Date: 2008-09-09 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deep-red-bells.livejournal.com
"All right, okay," Baileigh replied softly. She tossed a towel down on the kitchen floor to mop up the splatter of tea. "I'll uh, let everyone know. We'll get a room ready. Thanks, Willow, thanks a ton."

Date: 2008-09-09 03:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justlittlethngs.livejournal.com
Willow nodded turning right when the little swirly told her to and headed down the road. At least now it looked familiar and with a wave of her hand she dismissed the dust back to the ether and was headed toward haven.

"You're welcome Bee, and if there's anything you need you know like in the next twenty minutes or so, feel free to call. You should give Angel a call too. I mean he's got a wolf working for him last I checked. But in the meantime, just relax, the deep breathing routine, and I'll be there sooner than you think."

Hanging up the phone Willow focused on the drive, and mentally preparing herself for the jump to Searchlight. It wasn't going to be difficult, it was just not going to feel like fast enough to those there.

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