~ One Magical Mishap ~ [Video,Open to both Courts.]

[justwillow]

Huh. This is kind of neat- little magic and it acts like a-

[Focus Rosenberg. You're stranded in a mystical realm with imps and faeries and all sorts of bad things could be happening back at the castle-- because who decided that would work? Having a bunch of slayers in a house didn't work out too well, So the logical conclusion was putting them in a giant castle with lots of weapons! Brilliant Idea.]

Uh, Hey! I'm looking for a girl named Buffy- Or any of the slayers. Buffy- She's about yay-big [She gesters to about her height.] Blonde, superhuman strength with killer fashion sense and a penchant for puns? I really hope she's here. Or uh-. A sarcastic British guy named Rupert Giles? Or Xander? He's a guy with an eyepatch. Kind of dorky but in an adorable way- Sorry Xander. [she mutters to herself] I'd even settle for Spike.

[She takes a few deep breaths. This was getting a bit too panicky. Calm down, calm down.]

Sorry for all the word vomit- I'm Willow. Willow Rosenberg. I guess I'm the newest contestant on this island.
Does anyone know anything about the energy here? It's kind of... abnormal.

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[deadpoet]

Buffy's not mentioned a sniff of this. Not how she came back, not how you did it, and not that I was bloody dead.

[Did she know he was alive? She'd reacted strangely when she first saw him. He was missing something, he knew. Buffy would keep her trap shut, but Willow had loose lips.]

[justwillow]

How do you not remember this?

[She may have loose lips. But She ain't budging on the whole Resurrection debacle. She remembers how pissed he was the first time.]

[deadpoet]

[He's already becoming aggravated and it shows in his tone.]

Because it hasn't bloody happened! Buffy was dead. We all saw it happen. It had been months since she'd been dead, then one minute I was looking after the little bit, then I was here face to face with the not-so-dead Slayer. No crater and no self sacrifices.

[justwillow]

That was years ago! Years.

[She's getting angry too- she's not going to talk about the resurrection and that's just final.]

Something funky is going on here and I don't like it.

[deadpoet]

How many years?

[He already knew this place was funky. He didn't care about that part.]

[justwillow]

Four.

[deadpoet]

Four!?

[justwillow]

Yes. Four.

[deadpoet]

Bloody hell. [He doesn't know what to do with all this yet.] Buffy. She's told you where we're at?

[justwillow]

Yeah. I'm on my way to the fairy ring thing.

[Oh god awkward questions inbound. Oh well. One problem at a time.]

[deadpoet]

Good. We can have ourselves a nice long chat.

[justwillow]

[Greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.]

Awesome.