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[after finally emerging from Willow's room, Xander goes outside. He does the whole breathing in fresh air, face in the sunlight bit for awhile, then finds a tree to sit under. He's never been nature guy, sure, but...hey. He hasn't been outside in weeks! And here he will sit and carefully go through his journal, which Willow finally gave back to him when he left her room.]
[and much later, after he's read everything, he'll open a fresh page and start some filters]
Friends.
[he...isn't too sure how to start this so...he'll just dive in]
...hi? As you can see I am safe and sound. If...if, you know...you were worried. I'm sorry?
For awhile I was having some quiet Xander time and...there wasn't much...Dear Diary going on. Then I was visiting Willow and....she....kinda took my journal and hid it, and...magically sealed me in her room....totally by accident. I'm still not too sure what happened. And...I didn't really know what was going on out here, because...she didn't tell me. I guess she was trying to keep me from being too worried. So that's where I was, but now......
I'm free?
So....what's up?
.friends
Sunnydale gang.
Are you guys okay?
.Sunnydale
Lois.
[...okay. Xander isn't Mr. Mushy. Not unless you're very very special. A best friend maybe. Lois is more like....the very annoying girl who he plays video games with and who kissed him once because the castle thought it'd be funny. But...he's Xander and he does care. And after a bit of thinking of just what to say to her...]
So. How do you feel about cheaply made alien movies?
.Lois
Kaylee.
[and there's some more thinking here. He's not too sure what to say, but he feels he owes her and he is genuinely concerned with how she's been]
I'm sorry I haven't been around. Just to get it out of the way....on a scale of one-to-ten, one being a paper cut and ten being....the whole world going boom....how worried should I be about how you've been?
.Kaylee
Anya.
[and this....this is the filter he has been thinking about for a long, long time. This is what got his journal taken away from him. This is what made him anti-social before getting locked in Willow's room. This...is what needs the most careful wording of all. And he'll think for a lot longer before doing it...]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for...kinda being a jerk when you first got here. I know it's not the easiest thing to deal with and I didn't make it any easier. We have issues and...you make me want to put my hand through a wall, again, but...I could have been....better. And I'm sorry for avoiding you ever since. I was just....trying to deal with it in my own way, you know?
I don't know what to say to you, An. I've been thinking about it for over a month and...I still don't know. But I won't avoid you anymore.
I hope you're settling in okay.
.Anya
[and with that...he'll close the journal and lean his head back against the tree. He knows there are probably things he can say to everyone else, and he noticed that some people arrived who know Angel and the others, but....he just isn't ready. He also figured out his loss while trapped and...that gives him more to think about. He realizes now that he has to be careful about talking about death, because he just doesn't understand it the way everyone else does, and he doesn't want to upset people unintentionally.]
[So he'll sit here, and breathe the fresh air, and in time he will respond to anyone that speaks to him. Feel free to find him here and approach him]
[forward dated to morning. If you think yours is under the friend filter, they probably are.]
[and much later, after he's read everything, he'll open a fresh page and start some filters]
Friends.
[he...isn't too sure how to start this so...he'll just dive in]
...hi? As you can see I am safe and sound. If...if, you know...you were worried. I'm sorry?
For awhile I was having some quiet Xander time and...there wasn't much...Dear Diary going on. Then I was visiting Willow and....she....kinda took my journal and hid it, and...magically sealed me in her room....totally by accident. I'm still not too sure what happened. And...I didn't really know what was going on out here, because...she didn't tell me. I guess she was trying to keep me from being too worried. So that's where I was, but now......
I'm free?
So....what's up?
.friends
Sunnydale gang.
Are you guys okay?
.Sunnydale
Lois.
[...okay. Xander isn't Mr. Mushy. Not unless you're very very special. A best friend maybe. Lois is more like....the very annoying girl who he plays video games with and who kissed him once because the castle thought it'd be funny. But...he's Xander and he does care. And after a bit of thinking of just what to say to her...]
So. How do you feel about cheaply made alien movies?
.Lois
Kaylee.
[and there's some more thinking here. He's not too sure what to say, but he feels he owes her and he is genuinely concerned with how she's been]
I'm sorry I haven't been around. Just to get it out of the way....on a scale of one-to-ten, one being a paper cut and ten being....the whole world going boom....how worried should I be about how you've been?
.Kaylee
Anya.
[and this....this is the filter he has been thinking about for a long, long time. This is what got his journal taken away from him. This is what made him anti-social before getting locked in Willow's room. This...is what needs the most careful wording of all. And he'll think for a lot longer before doing it...]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for...kinda being a jerk when you first got here. I know it's not the easiest thing to deal with and I didn't make it any easier. We have issues and...you make me want to put my hand through a wall, again, but...I could have been....better. And I'm sorry for avoiding you ever since. I was just....trying to deal with it in my own way, you know?
I don't know what to say to you, An. I've been thinking about it for over a month and...I still don't know. But I won't avoid you anymore.
I hope you're settling in okay.
.Anya
[and with that...he'll close the journal and lean his head back against the tree. He knows there are probably things he can say to everyone else, and he noticed that some people arrived who know Angel and the others, but....he just isn't ready. He also figured out his loss while trapped and...that gives him more to think about. He realizes now that he has to be careful about talking about death, because he just doesn't understand it the way everyone else does, and he doesn't want to upset people unintentionally.]
[So he'll sit here, and breathe the fresh air, and in time he will respond to anyone that speaks to him. Feel free to find him here and approach him]
[forward dated to morning. If you think yours is under the friend filter, they probably are.]