[ location: bronte beach ] let that igloo cooler mark your piece of paradise.

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Word has it, Taxon, that there's going to be a party. These rumors are not untrue, for one slaying has arranged something of a get together for the Fourth of July. Unfortunately, the Extras have caught wind of this soirée and are already in the presence of crashing it, rocking those holey jeans and chilling with some Lynyrd Skynyrd and good ol' Hank Williams. This is their kind of party.

Don't let them have all the fun. The sun is getting low, so get on out here and get your party on before fireworks start lighting up the faux night sky.

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[molecules]

And then it clicks. These are the natives Anita was talking about when she first arrived. The zombies. "They're the artificial intelligence," to quote Anita. "So they're just the filler?" That seemed kind of sad to Piper. Here were people who weren't exactly people. She frowns, though, thinking back over Wilow's words. "I'm going out on a stretch here, but is Tara a psychic?"

Piper can't see the lack of bracelets on their arms, but she nods, tucking that little bit of information away for safe keeping. "Lack of bracelet, duly noted."

[slayersidekick]

"Something like that." Willow nods, shading her eyes and scowling a little at the Extras. "They're just weird."

The question about Tara brings Willow's attention back to her new friend and she hesitates visibly. She knows about Piper's magic, but the subject hasn't even been touched on yet and how does she know what point in time Piper accepted her magic and if it was as hard to do as it was for Willow herself. Then there's the whole Piper being part of the magic group here before that makes her decide to keep going.

"She's a witch, like me, but she's better at aura-reading and that sort of thing than I am."

[molecules]

That kind of catches Piper off guard. She's used to people admitting they're witches, but not in the sense that she was. People who believed but possessed no magical bone. But then, this place brought people from different worlds. Her world rules were most likely different to everyone else's. If her voice is any quieter, it isn't done purposely. "Do you have any powers?"

[slayersidekick]

Willow nods, not looking bothered by this at all. "I'm not gonna put a spell on you or anything. It's not really a secret here anymore. Everyone's pretty much seen everything I can do." But she takes the time to point at the pile of fireworks in the distance. "See those fireworks? I spelled them specially for tonight. Buffy wanted me to since I don't think we know anyone who can make real ones."

[molecules]

Piper's eyebrows have skyrocketed. "You're kidding." That's the type of magic she's never really seen before. She looks at Willow. She's never been quite enthralled by any type of magic before. It's always been a pain in the ass. More so lately than anything. "So you can make things real?"

[slayersidekick]

Willow shakes her head, looking proud in spite of herself. "Nope. I-it's not that complicated, really. Just a little contained fire magic." Magic isn't really a big deal to her - or at least when she's not glitched - so this doesn't strike her as an issue. Not yet, anyway.

"Sort of? I don't know how magic works in your world, but in mine it takes incantations, sometimes spell ingredients, a lot of Latin. Between you and me, I'm not the best at Latin." She hesitates, not sure how accepting this Piper is of what she can do. "I could show you sometime? I-if you want."