Is unsure about things...
On the one hand, they one a trial, but on the other...why was there even a trial to begin with? Shouldn't there be a rule against death in this school?
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Is unsure about things...
On the one hand, they one a trial, but on the other...why was there even a trial to begin with? Shouldn't there be a rule against death in this school?
Send me "Musician" and I will go through my music library and write a starter based off a shuffled song.
Willow had a tendency to wander and explore.
After finally finding her room, the ginger had started snooping around the school. There were people talking about potions and Halloween. There were people talking about trials. A lot of people had a lot of strange features, too. Willow wasn’t one to judge, but she seriously doesn’t understand how people can get that buff.
The one thing that had stuck with her the most was the whole trial business.
Sighing to herself, she folds her arms. “What is that all about, I wonder…” she mumbles to herself.
- x - ;;
There seemed to be someone pondering something, A-ya noticed, and that in the midst of their thoughts and words, they leave themselves vulnerable to social jabs and internal judging of the people around them.
How foolish.
“Hey, you. Don’t you know the story of this school? How it’s haunted this time of year? I wouldn’t stand out in the open, if I were you.”
The sudden voice had made Willow jump. She wasn't good at stuff like this...wait, haunted? Hearing the words haunted made Willow feel queasy.
"O-Oh, uh, they didn't say anything about 'haunted' on the brochure. I don't do haunted. I-I was just looking around the school, uh..."
Willow had a tendency to wander and explore.
After finally finding her room, the ginger had started snooping around the school. There were people talking about potions and Halloween. There were people talking about trials. A lot of people had a lot of strange features, too. Willow wasn't one to judge, but she seriously doesn't understand how people can get that buff.
The one thing that had stuck with her the most was the whole trial business.
Sighing to herself, she folds her arms. "What is that all about, I wonder..." she mumbles to herself.
Ah, crap. At least he’s only asking for directions…
"N-not really," Willow replies, looking down and twiddling her thumbs. "This school’s a huge mess. It’s a lot bigger than Sunnydale High was. I mean, at least Sunnydale wasn’t on an island. U-uhm…wait, did you say room 104? I’m kind of looking for it, too..”
Did that mean…they were supposed to be roommates? So they had co-ed rooms at this academy. (Not that it bothered him at all; Apollo only needed a place to sleep that was his own, but it was totally different from DEAVA).
☼ ;; “ Guess that means we’re gonna be seein’ a lot of each other, then. Name’s Apollo. I’ll help look for the room. ”
"...y-yeah. I guess so. Thanks for the help, Apollo. My name's Willow."
She had no idea why he was being so nice to her. Were guys (other than Xander, that of whom she seriously wishes was here) usually this nice to her? Her uncomfortableness was very clearly visible. Willow honestly thought of asking Apollo if he was going to beat her up later, or something.
She’s just gonna keep walking. Hopefully this school wasn’t all just full of weirdos. Where was her room again..?
Huh. Maybe he should just ask someone instead of just wandering… Jumping to his feet, he attempted to get the attention of the girl passing by.
☼ ;; “ Hey! You…wouldn’t happen to know where room 104 is would ya? ”
Ah, crap. At least he's only asking for directions...
"N-not really," Willow replies, looking down and twiddling her thumbs. "This school's a huge mess. It's a lot bigger than Sunnydale High was. I mean, at least Sunnydale wasn't on an island. U-uhm...wait, did you say room 104? I'm kind of looking for it, too.."
Yes, he is on all fours.
☼ ;; “ It smells like death here— ”
She's just gonna keep walking. Hopefully this school wasn't all just full of weirdos. Where was her room again..?
Maybe I’ll change my look! Or cut class. You don’t know. And I’m eating this banana. Lunchtime be damned!
GET TO KNOW ME MEME » [2/5] favourite characters: Willow Rosenberg
Willow's seen some crap, but a talking bear might be too much.
"I-I think I might need to sit down."
I’m probably the only girl in school who has the coroner’s office bookmarked as a favourite place.