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Who: Willow Rosenberg (

frogfear) and you!
What: Open and Closed Starters
When: Throughout March
Where: Throughout Trench

Content Warnings: Amnesia, probably mentions of death, hallucinations - will update as necessary

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Oh, wow. That would really be something. I wonder if there's anyone who's died three times? At home, here, both, any of them would count. They would need a reward or maybe a stiff drink.

[okay is very subjective after coming back from the dead. she tries to not think about it anymore, but there are always little reminders here and there, like old Terran landmines. she'd imagine it was the same for anyone back from the dead]

I'm glad. Coming back from the dead...it's really stressful. Do you know anyone else who's been where you are, too?

There could be, but no one here I know off hand.

[There was only one person Willow knew back in Deerington who had died three times, and she knows, thankfully, Salem is unlikely to turn up here in Trench. It would not surprise her in the least to know that there may be others, however.]

No one who's had quite the same experience, but there seems to be some of that going around here anyway. Sometimes people are affected differently by different things here.

Me, neither. [a short laugh] I worry that I may be tempting fate.

[and that if she did come back, Phase would start fighting for dominance again. she didn't want to have to repress her "sister" again, but would if she had to]

Making it nearly impossible to judge what might happen. That's the worst. And...is it like the monthly things? With how they affect different blood types?

God, that's true. Around here, you never know, do you?

[It's a half-hearted attempt at humour before she turns serious again.]

Um, I haven't seen any patterns yet with the whole post-death thing. Not in blood types, and not in what month it is. I'm still looking into it, though.

Mm-hmm. I've heard that it's, well. Not uncommon to die? But if I died, I'd worry about what was happening to my kittens and to Carmilla without me. And what would happen to Moonlight. [she gestures to a small, short-haired black kitten riding on her shoulder.

it's appreciated, but she's genuinely worried about the possibility of dying and her kitties and batcat being left to fend for themselves without her. she hasn't seen any mice, but that didn't mean there weren't any]

That's got to be frustrating. Would you like me to help? Two are better than one.

I'm sure someone would look after them for you, wouldn't they?

[Is Carmilla a cat as well? Willow's not sure, but she smiles at the shoulder kitten.]

Oh, you don't have to help - I know you've got your own thing you're looking into too. We could sit together, though, if you want? It sounds like we're both kind of looking into similar things, maybe we could help each other?

I hope so? They would need looking after, especially Carmilla. She's, well, she's a batkitten. And I'm not sure what would happen to Moonlight since she's my Omen.

[her culture reveres cats since cats were the only beings other than Bgztlians who could phase]

Okay, let's do that. Coming back from the dead back home had its consequences. Ones that I know I'll have to deal with someday, but I'd rather put it off as long as possible. Hopefully, one of these books will teach me how.

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