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Voice
[Fabric rustles. Hangers clack together. Willow makes a thoughtful sound.]
You know, Lucifer, there's a lot of clothes in this place. ...Including one baggy, off-the-shoulder sweater and some hot pink leggings. Got any oversize plastic jewelry? Maybe a big old cross I can stick through my ear? Just, you know, wondering. Never too early to plan for ( Read more... ) -
Voice
So, these voices in the fog or whatever, is there any way to shut them up? Like, is there any magic that'll do that, John? Or, I don't know, ear plugs? I don't... I don't want to hear that anymore.
Stupid dreams were bad enough, and now I gotta hear it when I'm awake, too? So don't appreciate the blood all over Dad's badge either.
Uh, yeah. You' ( Read more... ) -
Voice
Jerk.
So, yeah. What the hell were those dreams all about? Is that going to keep happening? What's going on? What was that blue thing? And what's this about a favour? And uh, can I have some of that ice cream cake, now? I'll share. I just...
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Voice
[The voice that breaks in mid-sentence is youthful, edged with an easy kind of humor. Openly sarcastic, but not bitingly so.]
You know what? I bet I could take Jen Thompson, anyway. I mean, yeah, she's taller or whatever, but she's not bright, you know?
[A pause.]
Mar, this is where you say, 'Yeah, Wills, you could totally take her. Fifty bucks ( Read more... ) -
character information
| Name |
Willow Tenbrook
| Birthdate |
August 28th, 1991 (18) Virgo
| Height & Weight |
5'6", 129 lbs.
| Appearance |Blind in her right eye, the blue of the iris has become somewhat milky from this inability to function. Though her pupil responds to light, the eye has a tendency to have a 'lazy' effect. Because of this, Willow keeps her hair ( Read more... ) -
Log
Who: Willow and her dad.
What: Getting ready to go.
Where: The Tenbrook Household.
When: Night
"Dad!"
"Honey, listen, I--"
"Oh, God, Dad they're saying that people are--"
"I need you to listen to me."Swallowing back the senseless words that wanted to bubble up, Willow nodded, and then belatedly spat out a hasty and worried, "Okay." There was ( Read more... ) -
Log
Who: J.D. and Willow
What: Squabbling over a tape! And movie nerding.
Where: A local rental place.
When: Early evening.
( Mr. Movie Critic? Call me Bruce. )