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Who: Buffy Summers and you!
What: Buffy coming out of her incorporeal loss and not realizing it
When: Thursday afternoon/evening
Where: In the lobby
Rating: PG
It had been a stressful and lonely month... or had it been two now? Either way, Buffy wondered if losses--if that's what this was--would ever go away and if they did, why the hell was hers lasting so long? Would anyone notice her again? She thought about the words in her head and she realized how sad and pathetic it had sounded, and wished more than anything to be able to feel again. Both physically, and mentally.
It was hard for her to watch everyone around her continue as they were, wondering just where she had went. At first it just made her frustrated and angry, and then anger slowly turned into helplessness. She could do nothing to defend Angel, couldn't talk to Willow when Xander had left, couldn't greet him when he had returned. Even the littlest things like saying "Hello," she had missed immensely.
After finally realizing she was helpless to get in contact with anyone, she spent a majority of her time watching, making sure everyone was all right, before wandering around the castle to make the days go by faster, but it seemed like even longer. She'd hoped every day that one day when she went to go see someone they would find her, but it had always been an endless cycle.
Today, Buffy had decided to spend the day venturing outside and around the castle which she'd done on various occasions before, however, as many knew, Paradisa seemed endless. Tucking some hair behind her ear, she began making her way through the castle lobby.
What: Buffy coming out of her incorporeal loss and not realizing it
When: Thursday afternoon/evening
Where: In the lobby
Rating: PG
It had been a stressful and lonely month... or had it been two now? Either way, Buffy wondered if losses--if that's what this was--would ever go away and if they did, why the hell was hers lasting so long? Would anyone notice her again? She thought about the words in her head and she realized how sad and pathetic it had sounded, and wished more than anything to be able to feel again. Both physically, and mentally.
It was hard for her to watch everyone around her continue as they were, wondering just where she had went. At first it just made her frustrated and angry, and then anger slowly turned into helplessness. She could do nothing to defend Angel, couldn't talk to Willow when Xander had left, couldn't greet him when he had returned. Even the littlest things like saying "Hello," she had missed immensely.
After finally realizing she was helpless to get in contact with anyone, she spent a majority of her time watching, making sure everyone was all right, before wandering around the castle to make the days go by faster, but it seemed like even longer. She'd hoped every day that one day when she went to go see someone they would find her, but it had always been an endless cycle.
Today, Buffy had decided to spend the day venturing outside and around the castle which she'd done on various occasions before, however, as many knew, Paradisa seemed endless. Tucking some hair behind her ear, she began making her way through the castle lobby.