[Location: Castle Summers]/[Accidental Visual]

[aworldenchanted]

It's safe to say that no one who hasn't made a concerted effort has seen Tara since her rescue from the Master. Tamper and Trick has been closed, and she hasn't been much leaving her room. At first, this was due to physical healing; she'd gotten off lighter than some, but she'd still hurt all over, and hadn't wanted to move for awhile. There'd been a lot of sleep.

Now, the bruises are still present, but fading, and the smaller cuts are almost healed. She could go back to work, but she can't quite seem to find the will to do so. And as for lessons with Piper and DG... that brings up another problem.

Tara looks at herself in the mirror. She's still pale. She could do something to cover up the bruises; she knows how. But she'd rather just stay in. The idea of talking to much of anyone is a little overwhelming. She should check on the others, Rose and Morgana and their fellow captives.

Tara puts her head down on the desk, for just a moment.

There are a lot of things she feels like she should be doing. But she hasn't done any of them. She doesn't feel like she knows how to even move anymore.

Of course, she can't control the fact that her table decided to turn itself on, in the meantime.


[I am also still willing to backtag with her on older, more immediate aftermath threads, so feel free if you prefer more immediate post-rescue.]

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[location | Tara's room]

[couldbeavillain.livejournal.com]

He nods quickly, twisting the doorknob behind him and opening the door. "No, no, of course! I understand! I mean, you--you've probably been through a lot, you probably don't need me to deal with right now."

[location | Tara's room]

[aworldenchanted]

"I'll... we'll talk more later, okay?" There's a bit of guilt and a bit of relief, now that he's said he'll go.

[location | Tara's room]

[couldbeavillain.livejournal.com]

Andrew's already started out of the room when Tara speaks and he turns, almost tripping on his own foot as he does so. "No--yeah! Yeah, of course. Another time." And feeling as though a goodbye should never be this long and awkward, he turns back around, stepping into the hall and shutting the door.