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Willow ([personal profile] frogfear) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-07-04 01:31 pm

July Catch-All

Who: Willow Rosenberg ([personal profile] frogfear)
What: Closed Starters for July
When: July
Where: Trench (Various)

Content Warnings: Death, Violence, Blood, Corruption, Slushies. Will update as needed

slayerskiss: (please just do it soon)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-07-23 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Faith looks at Tara, left to corrupt in the moon. It's purposeful, the way she's been positioned, like she was put here on purpose. It's horrible. The idea that Willow's rotted this badly just in the day that she's left her. She picks up Tara immediately, sheltering her from the moon's glow with a feral growl. Her fangs are sharp in her mouth and she can feel her muscles primed for war, but she keeps focused.

She looks to Ozpin, something panicked to her gaze. The corruption's visible but it's not getting worse.]


I need to get her indoors. Keep Willow talking. Try reasoning with her. She's a lot more powerful now, but I think I can still sneak up on her.

[It's cold, the feeling inside of her. She remembers how Buffy had looked as she'd stepped inside Faith's apartment, with Faith dagger, dressed in Faith's leather. Is this how she always felt? This resolve in making a decision? A sacrifice?]

...This has to end tonight.
clocktowers: (!=- in your sympathy)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-07-26 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I understand.

[ And he does, truly. The woman up there atop that spire is not the Willow he knows; she will be warped, ruined, malicious. It is only a few steps removed from facing a Chill in the body of a loved one. She will regret every violent action she takes, once she is back to herself, and he owes her the dignity of averting that damage. He understands what may need to be done.

He still isn't prepared for the way she looks.

When Ozpin reaches the top of the tower, he looks upon the girl he's known for years now, turned pale in the moonlight— eyes black as ink from edge to edge, dark veins highlighting the edges of her face— and he freezes. ]
slayerskiss: (i miss her don't you blame me)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-07-27 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She takes Tara gently into her arms and brings her into the very building she's going to kill her lover on top of. She takes off her coat and rests it over her in an expression of mercy that she will not be able to share with Willow.

At least someone was saved today. It wasn't Johnny. It wasn't herself. It wasn't Willow. And it wasn't Maul or Savage or Sayo.

She lets out a small sigh, closes her eyes and readies herself for what she's about to do. It's outside, in the corrupting light of the moon, that she takes a step back, readies herself, and leaps until she can grab hold of a windowsill. Until she can climb the rest of the way.

It's important Willow doesn't see her.]
clocktowers: (!=- I can't trust)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-07-29 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ozpin, for his part, takes a long moment to come unfrozen. The look of her hits him like a blow, and it shows in his face: open horror at what she's become.

She looks so much like— but that's suitable, isn't it? So did Chara, in their way. This is the look of a person corrupted.

When he finds his voice, it is with his knuckles white over the grip of his cane. The blade in it is sheathed for now, but he fears that will not hold for long. ]


I want them stopped as much as you do, Willow.

[ He means it. Ozpin steels himself into a step forward, his free hand spread in entreaty. ]

But not if this is the cost.
slayerskiss: (that could have happened)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-08-01 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Faith climbs her way to the top, hearing the end of the words exchanged. She resists the urge to snarl at the mention of hurting Tara. She cares a great deal about Willow. About Tara too. And so she swallows down the urge to add revenge to the list.

She looks Ozpin in the eye from her position, but doesn't give herself away to Willow yet.

The knife is tight in her hand. The same knife that Buffy buried inside of her.

Faith isn't the monster tonight. She's the Slayer. And no matter how blurred the lines between the two become, a truth remains absolute. There's only one gift she can give Willow right now.

She watches the fight between Ozpin and Willow - not that it's much of a fight - ready for her cue.]
clocktowers: (=- a single thing you say)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-08-04 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her ploy works: he strains against her hold for a moment, testing the bounds of her power, but goes still the moment she mentions Ford's name. He still remembers the chaos he'd left behind in the wake of his first death, back in the dream. He still remembers her confession of what she'd nearly done.

It shows in his eyes: he believes that she would do it again now. If Ford came after her, stood up to her when she was in this state...

Stanford would hate that Ozpin thinks him so incapable, and yet he finds it so terribly unlikely that he could stand against this. Willow even speaks like her, with the same inhuman sense of cold distance.

He has very little up his sleeve except to keep her talking. ]


You won't stop at Chara. The Willow I know wouldn't want this— she wouldn't want a single person she cared for in harm's way. Certainly not for something so hollow as revenge.
slayerskiss: (you don't like me)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-08-12 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[She listens to Willow talk, rant on in her own self hatred. It's a power fantasy to her. It's not the first time she realized this, but at the same time... It's all about control. The little moments of resentment or frustration when they were kids, directed at her but directed at Buffy too, they take on a new light.

She sees what she wants to be. And now, here she is, dressed up in big sister's clothes. As ever, she's breath-taking in them, pulling at chains to convince herself that she's still in control. She remembers a time when the roles were reversed.

You have a lot more than most people. You have friends. People who loved you.

People like me.


She leaps like the predator she is, silent right up until she isn't, and crashes into Willow.]


And yet, she was a hell of a lot stronger than you. [She growls out in a snarl. She grips the knife that she didn't point toward Willow's back, that she didn't use the opportunity to go for the kill with, and she raises it, angry tears trailing down her cheeks.

Heartbreak. It's been a while since it was this fresh.]
clocktowers: (/- cuz I'm much better)

[personal profile] clocktowers 2022-08-22 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It is now properly two against one. Willow has them outmatched in power, a fact he accepts as a law like gravity: with black veins and lightning from her palms, she feels to him in this moment like a natural disaster. An inevitability.

They cannot let her continue.

Her hold on him has dropped. The two girls go down in a tangle, and Ozpin moves forward. He unsheathes the dream-antler blade of the Long Memory with a flick of his fingers. And then he does what he must.

Distracted as she is, perhaps Willow won't expect the sudden stab of pain through her arm, to pin it to the ground and snuff out her lightning. He had promised an opening. ]
slayerskiss: (when i was young and stupid)

[personal profile] slayerskiss 2022-10-12 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Ozpin delivers on his promise, and Faith nods at him in thanks. It's more than she could have hoped for. She doesn't attack with her dagger yet, even as part of her mind begs her to, to finish it, deliver her vengeance.

But this is Willow. This isn't someone that can be snuffed out with a stab or a stake. This is someone she loves too. Someone who also needs to be avenged. And so Faith's fist strikes Willow below the ribs, in the solar plexus, to force the air out of her lungs.]


People loved her. I loved her. Tara loved her. That's the part of you that's worth saving. You know it. We know it. So just stop.

[And her hand wraps around Willow's neck, and she knows what she has to do, she knows and she knows and she knows

And she still hesitates and gives Willow the opening she needs.]