Time for another fix...
Cancun, this time. Willow's magic left a pretty easy trail to follow.
Follow and, frankly, feed on. The more she pursued, the stronger she felt about it. It was almost like those cartoons you'd see, with a visible cloud of scent forming a finger and motioning you inward.
It was even a little intoxicating. A heroin rush, the way magic should be. It's all about getting that feeling.
And besides, she's got that little Slayer with her. Or former Slayer. Potential Slayer. Whatever they're called now. She barely has time to keep up with all that, what with her being too busy draining their life away for power.
And what do you know? Here Will's gone and left hers all powerless and unattended, while she's off on some fool's errand for her dead girlfriend.
Well. Other dead girlfriend. She's about to have two.
Follow and, frankly, feed on. The more she pursued, the stronger she felt about it. It was almost like those cartoons you'd see, with a visible cloud of scent forming a finger and motioning you inward.
It was even a little intoxicating. A heroin rush, the way magic should be. It's all about getting that feeling.
And besides, she's got that little Slayer with her. Or former Slayer. Potential Slayer. Whatever they're called now. She barely has time to keep up with all that, what with her being too busy draining their life away for power.
And what do you know? Here Will's gone and left hers all powerless and unattended, while she's off on some fool's errand for her dead girlfriend.
Well. Other dead girlfriend. She's about to have two.