Who: Buffy, Willow, Tara, etc
When: Evening
Where: Magic Box
Status: Incomplete
Buffy kicked the punching bag off its chain for the tenth time that day. She probably should treat her training supplies a little more nicely, as Giles and Riley (and even Xander) had warned, but lately, she was just getting so into her slayer training. And even more
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She had also sort of wondered where everyone was, but she hadn't asked. She was used to seeing Dawnie and Anya at least around here as well, since Giles had employed the ex-demon because she was amazingly good with money and investing it. Tara figured that she had picked up the skill at some point during her millennium as a demon. No one was here right now, though. Even Giles was off doing something in the basement.
"How was your class, Willow?" All of Tara's classes were in the morning, so that she could come in to the magic shop and work during the early afternoons when they actually got a lot of customers. Plus, she was a morning person, anyway. So her schedule had worked out perfectly to her own strengths.
She briefly thought of asking Buffy why she hadn't attended class, but thought against it. Besides, Tara knew that Willow would ask her soon enough, since they also shared the class.
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Besides, she so had better things to think about. Like Tara. Gosh, it was like walking into a room of light where Tara was. She had it bad. Willow had it so, so bad. This was even badder then with Oz. And she sure as heck had loved Oz. She just-- love Tara more.
"Oh," her face fell at Buffy's words, a guilty look was given to the coffee in her hand. "Sorry." Sheepishly the redhead glanced from Tara to Buffy and back to her coffee again. Yeah, okay, she had thought of brining some for the rest. She just didn't know who 'the rest' were gonna be.
"Classes were really educationaly," she nodded sitting herself down next to Tara and leaning in to kiss the girls' cheek. She put her bags down and the cup of coffee on the table. A dazzling smile was sent so bright that it was as surprise the other witch wasn't blinded right away.
"They were asking about you, Buff. Why weren't you there?"
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She shrugged, "No biggie, Will. I'll pick up something mocha and frappaccino-ey on the way home, I guess." She yawned before Willow started discussing how her class was. She wasn't bored, obviously, just tired from training.
She pursed her lips at Willow's question, "Um, I kind of got caught up in the whole new training thing Giles has me on. I was just, like, so into the moment and class sort of came and gone," she attempted to explain. She knew Willow was so gung-ho about class that she always felt as though she was explaining her class-skippage to her mom.
She held up her demonology book, "'Cause, see? I was totally studying. Just not my actual college schoolwork. And honestly, this is a little bit more important to me, anyway," she said, "Because, sadly, I don't think I could ever take a college course in Averting Apocalypses 101. It's too bad because I'd so get an A."
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"It's good that classes were edu...education-y," she said to Willow with a small smile on her face. One thing she had noticed about Willow and her friends. They seemed to make up words a lot. Not a big deal or anything, just something that she had realized. She wondered if it was a Californian thing or just something to this group of friends. Could be either.
"She has been here all d..day studying and working," Tara said to Willow. Buffy hadn't been doing anything that went toward actual school work, but when you kind of had saving the world on your shoulders, some things got pushed to the wayside. She could understand that.
"I'm going to go back to categorizing the herbs, if you guys don't mind," Tara said, looking down at her feet for a second. She decided that she would let the two of them do some talking about school, maybe let Willow give Buffy some notes or something.
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Talk about uncomfy making at first, but even to that the red-head was getting used to.
Sitting down next to Tara, just cause she wanted to feel close to the other girl, Willow had a hard time not scoffing when Buffy said she had been studying. True, she may have been, but not scholary studying. Of course demony study was good for Slaying. Giles would be so of the proud!
"Uh huh, we so all could. And totally should," Willow agreed, unable to keep the silly smile from her face now that she was near Tara again. Wow, was she ever like this with Oz? She couldn't really remember.
Reaching down into her bag-pack, willow started to pull out the notes she had, naturally, made for Buffy during her friends absence from class. As she pulled them out she smiled over at Tara only to notice the girl getting up and moving away. Huh. Why? Was it something she said?
Willow frowned, followed by a weak, "Sure sweetie," in a sort of mumble before she turned to Buffy. For a moment she was at a loss as to what she was doing again when she noticed the papers in her hand.
"Oh yeah," the redhead shrugged, handing them over to Buffy, "I took some notes for you."
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Buffy watched as Tara got up to do some sorting. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and turned back to the red head, who looked a little startled. But, she knew Tara sometimes felt as though she was intruding on their conversations. She totally wasn't though. Either way, it was always hard being sort of new to the group.
She eagerly looked at the notes Willow had taken, flipping through them and noticing her friend had already gone over them with her system of different colored highlighters and pens. Hey, that was just dandy for her. Made the studying way easier. "Thanks, Will," she said sincerely. "This is helpful, muchly."
She stifled another yawn, "I'll totally go to class tomorrow. If the world isn't ending or something, which…I don't think it will be," she laughed.
She glanced back at Tara, then to Willow, "If you guys aren't busy tonight with the homeworking or whatever, you should come out on patrol. Riley's been kind of nonexistent as of late," she said, though she sounded a little dejected, "So, it'd be great to have some company. I'll even buy extra crunchy chips so the demons even know we're coming!"
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Not that the herbs really needed organizing. It was one of the things she did when people came in and either Giles or Anya went off to help them. Well, Giles would help them and Anya would just try to get them to buy something as quickly as possible before trying to get them to leave the shop. Anya hadn't quite figured out just how to do 'customer service' yet.
After looking at the herbs for a few minutes and realizing that she really *couldn't* organize them any further other than to do it by some sort of strange system that only she and maybe Giles and Willow would get (by what type of spells they would be used for), she actually walked back over to the table that Buffy and Willow were sitting at.
"Um...d...do you guys need anything, like another b...book or something?" Willow asked them. She wasn't sure if they would need another book to research what was probably going to be another thing trying to kill everything in Sunnydale this week, or just doing some regular old reading to know stuff like Buffy was trying to do a little more lately.
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They were all outsiders in a way. Neither had fitted into some sorta group at school. Never had really. Not the way Cordelia had her group. Willow may have been a nerd, but her interest in witchiness had sorta blocked her from that group as well.
She hated it that Tara didn't feel like she belonged. And no matter what the red-head tried, she just couldn't seem go get through to her girlfriend that she so belonged with the group.
"Yeah," Willow nodded, not really paying attention to what Buffy was saying by now. The mocha latte wasn't doing its trick anymore and the hyper happiness she had coming in was sorta fading as she started at where Tara had vanished off to.
"What?" She felt a little guilty for not having heard what Buffy had said, but she did notice the undertone of voice. Not a happy undertone there either. Hmm. Mention of Riley. Whom no one has seen in a really long time. Oh. Poor Buffy. At least Tara was right here! When she was... you know... right here.
"I got no homework," Willow shrugged, shaking her head at Tara's question if they needed books. "Wanna go with Buffy on patrol this evening, sweetie?" she asked instead, and so hoped she wasn't sounding as eager and hopeful as she thought she did. Probably lost hope.
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And, of course, being in a newish relationship always weighed heavily on the mind. She should know, especially since even regular and sort of long lasting relationships did that too. She was trying not to be too obvious with her worry for Riley's recent absence, but she couldn't help it. And she guessed it was apparent in her tone.
Willow seemed to come back to reality when Tara asked them about books. Buffy shook her head, "Nope, no books for me. Nothing to research that I know of. Except my stupid slayer homework, but that pile of books has taken over one half of my bedroom."
She grinned when the redhead said she had no homework to do, "Good! I'd invite Xander, but he seems to be living at his construction site these days," she said with a frown. She didn't like that they were all becoming adults and having to do adult things like jobs. She never thought she would say she missed the high school days.
"You should totally come too, Tara," she agreed with Willow. "The more the merrier!"
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Like now Buffy and Willow were trying to get her to go on a patrol with them. “Well, if you guys really want me there, then sure,” she said, a slight smile playing across her lips. She would like to come, even though she wasn’t exactly sure what she would be doing on this patrol, other than trying to not get in the way or becoming a vampire snack of some sort. She’d very much rather that not happen, thank you.
“If you want to include more people, you can always invite Anya,” Tara suggested. Anya was someone who would understand a little better about how she sometimes felt like she was intruding in on conversations and friends hanging out. More often than not, though, Anya didn’t seem to care that she was intruding and just did what she wanted to do anyway. Tara could only wish that she could be so cavalier about worrying about what others thought.
It would certainly make her life a little simpler.
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