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 Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 5:45 pm
magalabuddy Her soft hand slowly caressed his cheek as if it were meant to be there. Maybe he was just hoping, looking too into this. But wait! Was she friendly or flirty? Still, Willow seemed to be alright, which is a good sign. Oz expected her to be a little on the jumpy side, too. Instead, he found a calm friendly Willow willing to help out. Good old Willow. Oz sighed. “I want to talk to you about that monster thing last night,” Oz began to say as he approached her. “What exactly happened? I mean, that thing was ready to eat Kennedy or something. And then you get the strange mark and go all wonky and say he’s gonna heal her, which he did. I mean, I guess I am trying to figure out why. Wasn’t he attacking her in the first place? But you have that mark now. Does that mean it’s gonna attack you now?”Oz stared into her eyes. His concern was sincere and he had reasons for it to be. It was Willow. Yes, she's a powerful witch, but she is still vulnerable. Oz just had trouble seeing when. Willow stared back at him. Although it was only for a moment or so, Oz felt his heart pound louder as it felt like hours. Willow sighed as she did a quick inventory. Shopping time. Looking up at Oz, she quickly grinned and shrugged, trying to play off some of the worry that invaded her at the thought of what the Gauru might have in store for her. "I don't know, but don't worry. Whatever it is, I'll handle it. You know that, right? You have nothing to worry about, at all. Not at all... no worries about anything.. ok?"She hoped he understood what she was saying. She was never all that good with the wordiness of it all. "Oz...we... we have this chance here. I don't know how.. I don't know why, and I gotta be honest, I don't even know if it's some kinda after thingie from a spell... All I can say is.. Oz.. let's not mess this up. We don't need to logic ourselves outta this.. do we?"She took the few steps separating them and put her arms around his neck, then placed her head on his shoulder.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:30 pm
Lorne had gotten Atticus in his room by himself... and for the past day and half had been keeping an eye out for him. The Green Guy did feel mostly responsible for what had happened...if he would've told Atticus about his vision, the man would've watched out and not have gotten taken...
Lorne kept his distance though, as Atticus slept in his room, not having woken up since they had gotten him out. He didn't want to surprise the man if he woke up only to see Lorne standing in his face.
Lorne walked up to Atticus room again after the thousandth time, and opened the door, peeking inside and seeing if he had gotten up yet. Atticus was still out. His wounds had healed. They had taken longer than usual, but they were fully healed now, and only a scar remained. But it might've been the mental shock and instability that was keeping Atticus out at the moment...
Lorne sighed as he shut the door and walked off. (page 84, riley and buffy had brought atticus upstairs. signature.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:05 am
The scent of her hair hypnotized him for a moment. Oz felt her warmth so close, so unreal as if a dream were taking place at that moment. He cupped her head with his hand, caressing it. Oz then locked her in an embrace. It was Willow, his Willow. He didn't want to let her go. Not this time.
"No, Willow, no logic. I mean, I know what you mean. I want this, too. I just wasn't sure if this is what you wanted." He lifted her chin so their eyes could meet. "All I ever wanted was you, Willow."
He brushed stands of hair away from her eyes. Oz couldn't help but to smile. He was finally with Willow. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. Nothing else mattered to him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:12 am
Kennedy smiled.
"Yeah! I'll drink to that!" She lifted her shot glass as clicked it with Phoenix's. The drink felt warm as it went down her throat. "Woah!!!" A little head shake got her mojo going, at least for now. It felt.....good.
'Now, where's that burger?" Her smile finally creeped its way back onto her face. Significant others. They only latched on to drain people of their true potential, right? Is that what had happened between her and Willow? Did they drain each other? Doesn't matter, Kennedy thought. I can't think about htat right now. Kennedy glanced up at Phoenix. She seemed, glad. Phoenix was porbably glad to see Kennedy changing her tune.
"So, Phoenix, what makes you tick?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:33 am
"You must have forgotten about the last time I took charge, B. That night of drunken merriment before they decided to throw a coup because that's what all the cool kids were doing," Faith shrugged, standing up to stretch her legs a bit.
"If you want my opinion, you're being too hard on Dawn. She's got Summers Attitude."
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 4:55 pm
Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Faith, I'm pretty sure Dawn's in some sort of competition to see if she can out-bad-a** you. And I'm not her mother, and she's over 18 - and there are more than enough of us now that I'm gonna go and do me. I mean.. live my life. Ya know what I'm saying?"She snorted and mumbled "Summers attitude my a**," under her breath. "Either way- I'm packed and ready to go. I can trust you. That's all I'm gonna say. This isn't gonna be a Gilmore Girls moment, 'k?"Buffy paced to the other side of the desk, pulling out a folder. "Here's the last good thing Dawn did. This is a list of all the girls we haven't ... collected yet. It should keep you busy...Or not. Whatever. But I think I should leave something... ya know?"
((miss michelle only mentions things 3 times when she's in a very good mood. please make an effort to click "attach signature" off. also, speech should be colored - keeps people interested in reading. we have some folks here with severe ocd. lmao.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:36 am
Oz knew, he finally knew. Willow wanted to be with him just as much as he wanted to be with her. Spell or no spell, it was meant to happen. Kennedy would have to accept that. If she did love Willow, Kennedy would let her be happy, even if that meant being happy with a guy, with him. Whatever happens, happens.
Oz held her tightly, accompanying his embrace with a soft kiss. He had Willow in his life again, and that was all that mattered to him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 3:49 am
Kennedy curled the tip of her hair with her finger, playing with its ends. It was pa cute portrait of her. She smiled and waited for a response. Wait a minute! AM I flirting with her, Kennedy thought. What about Willow? Did she say she loved her? Yet, here was Kennedy ready to jump to the rebound.
Kennedy's smile slowly erased. Thanks, Kennedy. Now I feel like crap!
But, did it really have to mean anything? She glanced up again at Phoenix. She seemed to be having a good time. She seemed to care for Kennedy's well being. Well, she cares that Kennedy stops hurting to continue on with her life, anyway. Phoenix was being friendly and helpful. Did it have to mean anything else? And why should that matter?
Kennedy's smile slowly formed once more. It was early evening. The night was young. They were two cute girls looking for a good time. This was their time.
The waitress came with their order of burgers and fries. Kennedy smiled at her.
"Thanks! I'm starving!"
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 9:56 pm
((Alright, I'm just gonna retire Atticus, and give up Lorne and anyone else I had. Agathian has also given up Angel btw, in case yall haven't noticed.)) Lorne walked by Atticus' room again and peeked inside once more to check on him. Looking at the bed, he saw that it was perfectly made up and no one was there...
Lorne pushed the door all of the way open and looked around. The room was empty, desolate of any kind of life, and it seemed like no one had ever been there.
"Atty-Cakes? You in here?" Lorne asked as he took a few steps inside, looking around. He knew that it was a feeble attempt to try and find the man, but he wanted to be completely sure. He sighed when he realized the whole truth. Atticus was gone. He had left without a trace, and looking at things now...he wasn't coming back.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 7:49 am
Oz's hands slowly made their way to Willow's. He lifted them and placed gentle kisses on each on. At long last, Willow was back in Oz's life. He yearned for the moment for so long, but was hesitant to follow through with it. Not anymore. He eyes glowed with a new shade of happiness. His smile created this cute little boy image, the one boys get when they get a new toy or candy. It was cute. It was Oz being happy. He glanced at Willow's inventory.
"So, you gonna need some help stocking up. Mind if I tag along?"
He never did let go of her hands, not years ago when he left her, not now.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 9:01 am
"Whatever. You do what you think you need to do," Faith replied, shaking her head, "I'll do what I think I need to do too."
Her eyes moved down to the paper, briefly reading the paper handed to her before walking towards the door of the study.
"Gilmore girls would piss themselves if they saw this damn house," she mumbled - rather loudly - as she walked out the door, list of slayers in hand.
Without a word, she headed to the front door and walked outside to clear her head and get some air. Seems she had done a lot of that recently, but this house felt worse than prison sometimes.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 9:16 am
Buffy sighed as Faith left. Wonder if some of that attitude is cuz of Robin... or is it all me, she pondered as she exited the room and entered the kitchen, intent on writing a note of goodbye. It felt like she hadn't seen Dawn in days, and now Spike was back... well, perfect time to head out to Europe. Even if it was just going to be her and Xander. Those two extra tickets were whatever at this point.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 9:34 am
magalabuddy Oz's hands slowly made their way to Willow's. He lifted them and placed gentle kisses on each on. At long last, Willow was back in Oz's life. He yearned for the moment for so long, but was hesitant to follow through with it. Not anymore. He eyes glowed with a new shade of happiness. His smile created this cute little boy image, the one boys get when they get a new toy or candy. It was cute. It was Oz being happy. He glanced at Willow's inventory. "So, you gonna need some help stocking up. Mind if I tag along?"He never did let go of her hands, not years ago when he left her, not now. Willow had been silent, letting things sink in, and letting go of her reservations. This time, they would make it work. She smiled at him, excited and feeling all kinds of bubbly, and kissed his cheek quickly, a little peck, short and sweet. "Yep.. we can take my car, drive into town, check out this shop I found last week, maybe grab some dinner?"She lead the way up the stairs, pulling him behind her, hopping up the stairs. She was happy - right here and right now. No doubt that would change soon enough, with whatever nonsense was a-brewin' out there, and her obligations to that creature... but right here and now, Willow was a happy camper.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 9:40 am
magalabuddy Kennedy smiled. "Yeah! I'll drink to that!" She lifted her shot glass as clicked it with Phoenix's. The drink felt warm as it went down her throat. "Woah!!!" A little head shake got her mojo going, at least for now. It felt.....good. 'Now, where's that burger?" Her smile finally creeped its way back onto her face. Significant others. They only latched on to drain people of their true potential, right? Is that what had happened between her and Willow? Did they drain each other? Doesn't matter, Kennedy thought. I can't think about htat right now. Kennedy glanced up at Phoenix. She seemed, glad. Phoenix was porbably glad to see Kennedy changing her tune. "So, Phoenix, what makes you tick?"
As the waitress brought their food, Phoenix considered what exactly it was that made her tick.
"Well," she began as she sipped at the frothy beer in the frosty mug, "proving to my family that I'm not some kinda freakin' nutjob is what was making me tick. But now, I don't know. I'm not really one to dwell on stuff. I just take it as it comes, ya know? I mean, dude, c'mon - we have this life. And being what we are, it's a short one. I don't like freaking out over everything and over-analyzing." She cradled the mug in between her hands, rolling it slightly. "What makes me tick." She raised the mug, and shouted, "Woman! More beer!", then grinned widely at Kennedy. "Beer's doin' the trick right now. What about you?" She lowered the mug to the table and began to dig into the plate in front of her as she waited for the sexy brunette's answer. This was cool. Most fun she'd had since her last slaying outing.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 3:44 am
Oz smiled at her. Her face had this fairy-like glow to it when she smiled. Of course, Oz has never seen a fairy, but that’s what she looked like at that moment. He followed her up the stairs. Who would have thought that happiness would come knocking again into their lives.
“Sounds good. Let me grab my wallet and we are off.”
He kissed her gently on her forehead. How he missed that forehead. Oz let go of her hand as he went to his room. His eyes searched the outlines of the room for his wallet. It was not spotted. Finally, Oz moved some things around, hoping that it would reveal itself. It was hiding under the bed sheets. He grabbed it and plopped it in his back pocket.
“Can’t keep Willow waiting now.”
He hurried out into the hallway.
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