log, ongoing
When; monday morning
Rating; pg-13 possibly
Characters; willow rosenberg [awillowywitch] + daniel osbourne [ananticlimax] (plus anyone else possibly relevant later)
Summary; Oz just happened to arrive in the City on a really unfortunate day. He shipped himself off to Angel and Wesley and etc's place to be restrained. The morning after, Oz and Willow need to have a Serious Talk about her relationship status with Tara.
Log;
Oz wakes up cold, on the ground, naked as per usual. He's gotten used to the feeling. A key he wouldn't have been able to use as the wolf unlocks his shackles, and he stands and rubs at his limbs, stretching and wincing at the pop of one of his shoulders back into place before getting dressed again.
Willow is supposed to meet him. He lingers, uncertain, confused by all of the mixed messages from various people throughout the day, including Willow herself. It's confusing for Oz, not least because only twenty-four hours ago for him, he and Willow had brought their relationship to a higher level. A more intimate one. He slides his shirt over his head with a quiet sigh, more of a puff of air than anything. Tara's name won't leave his mind-- a woman he's never met. It's just one more thing to overwhelm him within the last twenty-four hours, whether it shows on his face or not.
Rating; pg-13 possibly
Characters; willow rosenberg [awillowywitch] + daniel osbourne [ananticlimax] (plus anyone else possibly relevant later)
Summary; Oz just happened to arrive in the City on a really unfortunate day. He shipped himself off to Angel and Wesley and etc's place to be restrained. The morning after, Oz and Willow need to have a Serious Talk about her relationship status with Tara.
Log;
Oz wakes up cold, on the ground, naked as per usual. He's gotten used to the feeling. A key he wouldn't have been able to use as the wolf unlocks his shackles, and he stands and rubs at his limbs, stretching and wincing at the pop of one of his shoulders back into place before getting dressed again.
Willow is supposed to meet him. He lingers, uncertain, confused by all of the mixed messages from various people throughout the day, including Willow herself. It's confusing for Oz, not least because only twenty-four hours ago for him, he and Willow had brought their relationship to a higher level. A more intimate one. He slides his shirt over his head with a quiet sigh, more of a puff of air than anything. Tara's name won't leave his mind-- a woman he's never met. It's just one more thing to overwhelm him within the last twenty-four hours, whether it shows on his face or not.