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[visual | location: library] Sweet revenge for what you’ve done to me
It's been a few days, but still, Willow is officially Not. Pleased. Too many things have happened in too short a time. Added to that the little encounter she had with an actual hamster alien and she is angry. The days have not cooled off her temper. In fact, the added time has just made it worse. People have been hurt lately, two of her friends in a close span of time, and as the resident witch, she's starting to think this is going to be her job to sort out. Just what she wanted.
So, she camps out in the library and flips open her tablet, forgetting for a moment what the crackling of her power is going to be doing to her physical appearance. Her hair is still red, clothes still normal, but her eyes are pitch black and when people start to arrive, anyone with any kind of ability to sense power will be able to feel the magic coursing through her. This is a witch not to be messed with.
And when in doubt, blame the hamsters. It's always their fault.
"Okay, whatever is going on needs to stop. I don't like this prison within a prison thing and I don't think anyone else does. And too many people are getting hurt. So. We're going to stop it. I've talked to one of the hamsters. Not long, but it was enough. I want a longer talk. If anyone's interested, meet me in the library on the fifth floor. I have an idea."
[ ooc: the official planning post is HERE. I just figure she'd be the one to get this ball rolling! Library comment thread / tracking down the hamster will come once I figure out interest. (there will be links once comment threads get posted.) Feel free to just respond to her post (if you don't want to turn up for the meeting) or just turn up at the library. She will respond either way.
Let me know if this works / doesn't work for people, hit up the planning post so we can figure things up and tag in over here as you see fit! ]
So, she camps out in the library and flips open her tablet, forgetting for a moment what the crackling of her power is going to be doing to her physical appearance. Her hair is still red, clothes still normal, but her eyes are pitch black and when people start to arrive, anyone with any kind of ability to sense power will be able to feel the magic coursing through her. This is a witch not to be messed with.
And when in doubt, blame the hamsters. It's always their fault.
"Okay, whatever is going on needs to stop. I don't like this prison within a prison thing and I don't think anyone else does. And too many people are getting hurt. So. We're going to stop it. I've talked to one of the hamsters. Not long, but it was enough. I want a longer talk. If anyone's interested, meet me in the library on the fifth floor. I have an idea."
[ ooc: the official planning post is HERE. I just figure she'd be the one to get this ball rolling! Library comment thread / tracking down the hamster will come once I figure out interest. (there will be links once comment threads get posted.) Feel free to just respond to her post (if you don't want to turn up for the meeting) or just turn up at the library. She will respond either way.
Let me know if this works / doesn't work for people, hit up the planning post so we can figure things up and tag in over here as you see fit! ]
threadjack y/n?
Where DG went, Glitch was sure to follow. He couldn't help with anything magical but maybe he could coax his half-a-brain into coming up with other ideas.
At the very least he could show sleepwear solidarity.
anyone can threadjack this one! \o/
"Thanks, guys," she answered, offering them chairs to sit down in. "Not much, really. It blamed someone called Mayhem and then promised to tell Mayhem that I wanted to talk to him. Not sure it helped much, but at least I know it got my point."
Yay, threadjacks!
And very appropriate, given the mayhem that the captors created in their city. She wondered - not for the first time - how much of the damage was accidental and how much of it was deliberate.
"I wonder if he'll turn up."