[Thread] I put a spell on you

[inked_wiccan]

Characters: AU!Willow Rosenberg, OPEN
Where: The library, perhaps the fountain later
When: Dusk
Summary: Willow goes to the library to pick up some books as she awaits the shipment of her altar.
Warnings: None yet. If Layla pops up, there'll be redheaded shipping!

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[inked_wiccan]

Willow shook her head. "No. When a person becomes a vampire, their soul is...basically replaced by the vampiric essence. But there's a gypsy curse that reunites the vampire's soul with his body. They're still a vampire, but they're extremely aware of all the horrible things they've done and they mourn for the people they've murdered."

She touched the cover of the top book of the stack beside her and sighed softly. "The computer teacher at my high school is who really got me into the Craft in the first place. She was what she called a 'technopagan'. Mixing computers and witchcraft. It was her people who had put the initial curse on Angelus, the one I resouled recently, and she was sent here to keep an eye on him. Well, Angelus lost his soul through..." Willow faltered, unsure how to say it, "One true moment of happiness, and Jenny, that was her name, did her best to scurry to resoul him. But the text took some translating and I guess not long after she'd finished, he'd...he'd chased her down and killed her."

Willow was quiet for a moment, licking her lips, "So, for the most part, I am self-taught. Giles, Buffy's watcher helped me on some little stuff. I had a little, three-person coven for a while, but one of them turned herself into a rat and I...can't remember what happened to Michael. So I was on my own for a while, then I met Tara at a Wicca group meeting at college. The rest of the group seemed more interested in bake sales and stupid stuff, not actual spells and the like. But Tara helped me learn a lot in the past few months. A lot of neutral spells. Neither offensive or defensive. She was...wonderful, though. She'd been learning since she was just a kid."

Willow chuckled self-consciously, her cheeks darkening. "And here I go, rambling again."

[papa_high_lord]

"In my world, the soul never leaves to begin with." Saetan murmured thoughtfully, looking away for a moment before turning his attention back to Willow. He had never been like most demon-dead or Guardians, preferring to survive mostly on animal blood and any willing offerings made. After the things Luthvian had accused him of centuries ago, he had stopped even that much. The only exception was the blood gathered during a formal Execution, but thankfully those happened rarely.

"No need to apologize for rambling, my dear." He informed her with a smile. "Its the best way to get details, I always feel. You must be very clever to have taught yourself." He added, already knowing where he was going with this. Adopting and tutoring young witches had become more than a hobby over the past decade or so since he had Jaenelle and she had brought the coven to the Hall.

[inked_wiccan]

Willow turned over the idea of vampires turned with their souls and wondered if the vampires in her world would have been any different if that were true. Would they stick to feeding off criminals and animals, or would they embrace their nature and feed on the person irregardless of who they were?

Willow breathed a small chuckle, ducking her head sheepishy. "Well, I was the student with the highest GPA in high school, and I was one of the brightest freshman the University of Sunnydale had, or so the Dean told me, last time I spoke with him." Willow looked up from the books, meeting the older man's golden gaze. "When you really don't have that many friends, you tend to throw yourself into your studies. And that's what I did," Willow said with a shrug.

[papa_high_lord]

Saetan gave her a sympathetic nod. 'Yes, I've often found books to be a good cure for loneliness myself." He smiled faintly, then, after another little pause, "Tell me, my dear, have you found a tutor here? Or are you still learning on your own?" It seemed a shame for such a bright and talented young lady to have to get on without any assistance, in his opinion.

[inked_wiccan]

Willow scrunched up her nose as her head tilted from one side to the other. "Hard to say, Surreal helped me with a few things, but I haven't seen her in so long. Been pretty much stickin' it out by myself for a while. Reminds me of when I was just starting out," Willow replied with a small smile.

[papa_high_lord]

Saetan decided to get right to the point. He had beat around the bush and tried to drop subtle hints long enough. Obviously it would be better just to ask. "Would you like my help?"

[inked_wiccan]

Willow's eyes widened as she met his gold orbs once more. "Y-you...I..."

Willow swallowed hard, stopping herself from throwing her arms around his neck again and gushing her thanks. She, instead, tried to go the calm, cool, but totally in awe route. "Thank you. Thank you so much, I...I would be honored."