[Thread] Stranger with my face
Characters: AU!Willow Rosenberg, OU!Saetan SaDiablo, (Anyone else from the Black Jewels who wish to interact with Dorothea-looking Willow)
Where: Oh...all over. Library, the road, etc.
When: Early evening.
Summary: Willow goes searching for the woman that put the illusion on her, but doesn't exactly find her.
Warning: Exciting (or not) chase scenes and car crashes and mistaken identities.
It had been two days and Willow had yet to find the woman, no, the witch that had robbed her of her face. Layla was a constant. Relying on Willow for water, and making sure she got enough sunlight. Willow cared more for that little plant than her fish her junior year of high school. Willow had been sitting in Ast-Tria, stroking her fingers against the rim of the clay pot, worrying at her bottom lip. She stood, leaving the window cracked for Layla to receive a nice breeze, and promised she'd return. The redhead-turned-ebony haired woman strode from the room, exiting the building and headed out into the street. She kept her sage green eyes peeled for the witch that had done this to her.
She walked down the road, the front of her skirt bunched up in her hands so she didn't trip on it. She could hardly look at herself in the mirror when she was like this. It was just unnatural. Being one person and seeing another in the mirror. Her cape fluttered slightly with her stride and she decided that after several hours of searching for her, she'd go to the library, try to find something to help her.