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slayersidekickBecause, once again, Willow cannot face the tablet network that is Taxon, she is making this post audio. It's clear from the way her voice cracks that she's been crying. She is officially a mess. It's not like Tara to disappear like this, which makes her wonder something she doesn't want to even think about.
What if Tara's gone...?
Willow, honestly, has no way to tell, no way to know. So, she does the only thing she can think of:
She asks Taxon.
"Uh, h-hey, Taxon... I know I've been here a while and I should, uh... probably know the answer to this... but I-I just wondered...."
Breathe, Rosenberg.
"I-is there any way to tell if someone's, y'know... gone gone instead of just... here gone?"
She's currently taken Colette the kitten for a ride out to Tamper and Trick because someone needs to watch the shop and she could really use the kitten's comforting warmth right now. If anyone, friend or stranger alike, wants to find her, she'll be there all day.
What if Tara's gone...?
Willow, honestly, has no way to tell, no way to know. So, she does the only thing she can think of:
She asks Taxon.
"Uh, h-hey, Taxon... I know I've been here a while and I should, uh... probably know the answer to this... but I-I just wondered...."
Breathe, Rosenberg.
"I-is there any way to tell if someone's, y'know... gone gone instead of just... here gone?"
She's currently taken Colette the kitten for a ride out to Tamper and Trick because someone needs to watch the shop and she could really use the kitten's comforting warmth right now. If anyone, friend or stranger alike, wants to find her, she'll be there all day.
