The blade glides through the air. Swing, step, block, shift, thrust. I
follow the movements taught to me by Giles earlier in the day. I will the
movements to become part of me. The steps are meant to be both a practice
and a method of inducing clarity, and I figure clarity is something I
desperately need right now. I find it unbelievable that Willow is
destroying her relationship with Tara over me. I mean, sure, I knew that
she loved me, but I thought she realised the difference between those
feelings and what she feels for Tara. Even though I'm not sure what that
difference is, there is one, I can feel it. What with Buffy's actions I'd
half convinced myself that this was another spell, but Tara certainly
hasn't shown any interest in me, and a quick visit to the bronze laid that
idea to rest.
"Aaaaagh" Ok, nothing to worry about, I'm just suddenly hanging from my ankles in the middle of the room. A quick look at them shows that they're surrounded by green light. "Ugnh" Back on the floor now. A quick look towards the door shows Tara standing there looking so absolutely innocent that I wonder if maybe that isn't a spell too. I quickly stand and stalk towards her with my game face on, but she just starts to grin. "What's the point of this" I point to my fangs "if I can't scare up some respect?" "Sorry. Eeep?" "That's better. Here." "Um, a twinkie?" "Yeh, it occurs to me that nobody's taught you the correct way to eat one yet."
"Ok, first thing you going to learn is to centre yourself." "Ok, so what do I do?" "Sit down there."
"I can't do it." "You can." "I've been trying for over an hour" "So? It took me days to learn this. Anyway, I know you can do it, you've got lots of potential." "Really?" "Yeh, Willow thought so too." "Oh."
"Am I really doing that?" "Yup." "You're not helping me?" "No." "Hello flying wooden death."
"Walk you back?" "No, it's ok." "I insist, can't have one of my girls getting bit by a vampire." "Yours?" "Sorry, possessiveness issues. Ask Buffy." "S'ok, just don't to it again. I don't let boyfriends get away with it, why should you?" "You're gay." "Aaah; that explains it."
"Nice room. Where's your roommate?" "She's never here. Well, except when she has a row with her boyfriend. That's why Willow was able to stay round here so much." "Ssssh, it's ok. Come here."
"Do you want to talk about it?" "I-it's j-just that she's taken all her stuff back. There's nothing of hers here anymore. Her draws empty, it's like she was never here." "You're here, you're heart belongs to her, and eventually she's going to realise and come back for it."
"Ok stop. I can't cope anymore." "What?" "What?! You've been talking about the advantages and disadvantages of drinking blood for 15 minutes." "Oh. Sorry. I always used to talk about food a lot. I guess that's kinda gross now." "That's ok, just, could we talk about something else?" "Um, so you play the cello?"
"Ow" "What's the matter?" "The shaft of light that just hit me through the window. You realise that it's morning?" "Oh" "Do you know if this place has sewer access?" "Um, I think you need to go across the lobby to get there." "Ok, so where's that." "It's the big room full of east facing windows downstairs." "So your roommate hardly ever uses her bed?"
"Aaaaagh" Ok, nothing to worry about, I'm just suddenly hanging from my ankles in the middle of the room. A quick look at them shows that they're surrounded by green light. "Ugnh" Back on the floor now. A quick look towards the door shows Tara standing there looking so absolutely innocent that I wonder if maybe that isn't a spell too. I quickly stand and stalk towards her with my game face on, but she just starts to grin. "What's the point of this" I point to my fangs "if I can't scare up some respect?" "Sorry. Eeep?" "That's better. Here." "Um, a twinkie?" "Yeh, it occurs to me that nobody's taught you the correct way to eat one yet."
"Ok, first thing you going to learn is to centre yourself." "Ok, so what do I do?" "Sit down there."
"I can't do it." "You can." "I've been trying for over an hour" "So? It took me days to learn this. Anyway, I know you can do it, you've got lots of potential." "Really?" "Yeh, Willow thought so too." "Oh."
"Am I really doing that?" "Yup." "You're not helping me?" "No." "Hello flying wooden death."
"Walk you back?" "No, it's ok." "I insist, can't have one of my girls getting bit by a vampire." "Yours?" "Sorry, possessiveness issues. Ask Buffy." "S'ok, just don't to it again. I don't let boyfriends get away with it, why should you?" "You're gay." "Aaah; that explains it."
"Nice room. Where's your roommate?" "She's never here. Well, except when she has a row with her boyfriend. That's why Willow was able to stay round here so much." "Ssssh, it's ok. Come here."
"Do you want to talk about it?" "I-it's j-just that she's taken all her stuff back. There's nothing of hers here anymore. Her draws empty, it's like she was never here." "You're here, you're heart belongs to her, and eventually she's going to realise and come back for it."
"Ok stop. I can't cope anymore." "What?" "What?! You've been talking about the advantages and disadvantages of drinking blood for 15 minutes." "Oh. Sorry. I always used to talk about food a lot. I guess that's kinda gross now." "That's ok, just, could we talk about something else?" "Um, so you play the cello?"
"Ow" "What's the matter?" "The shaft of light that just hit me through the window. You realise that it's morning?" "Oh" "Do you know if this place has sewer access?" "Um, I think you need to go across the lobby to get there." "Ok, so where's that." "It's the big room full of east facing windows downstairs." "So your roommate hardly ever uses her bed?"