o5 . bone house mingle!

[necrolord]

Who: necrolord and CR!
What: Several teens move into the horrible necromancy mansion, and sometimes they bring their friends.
When: Early March.
Where: Bone House in Gaze.

Content Warnings: Skeletons, discussions of death and grief, violence where marked, vomit where marked. Note all the usual warnings of this character.

Comments

[slayerskiss]

Goes by nicknames and titles, I get to pick the nickname.

[She smirks. She's right that it's weird. The Mayor preferred titles over his name, but his name wasn't like, a secret. It just didn't really describe him anymore.]

Well, then, uh... let's go, yeah? [She hugs her jacket closer around her torso, still somewhat guarded and... a bit hurt, despite herself. It's not Willow's fault. It's Maul's. But it doesn't change the fact that Faith hates feeling like she's just starting over. She starts heading back towards the door. She can go and vent some rage at the monsters at the Gate.] I can catch you up on the stuff I was there for so it doesn't become a nasty surprise?

[frogfear]

That sounds like a fair compromise.

[She smiles faintly. Faith seems... different from what she remembers from Sunnydale. Not entirely comfortable or familiar, but perhaps a little friendlier. Granted, Willow is unsure how much time has passed for her since the last time they had seen each other. Has it been the same nearly three years? Even if it hasn't, how much has changed in the couple months since her arrival in Trench?

Hopefully this short term memory loss problem resolves itself quickly. It's frustrating, and she's already tired of the confusion that comes with every interaction.

She takes a look around after Faith makes both offers - to show her the way home, and fill her in on the last little while, and nods. She can catch up with everyone here later, and let them know she's found her way safely home, and thank them for the hospitality.]

Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Thanks, Faith. Lead the way.