Post by Midnight Butterfly on Apr 3, 2010 17:39:17 GMT -5
OOC:// Sorry I am REALLY late to the game. I have been so busy with school stuff that I have been barely posting on SA, but I am back now
IC:// Harmony sat at the edge of her large, pink fluffy bed and opened her new pink nail polish, courtesy of her aunts shopping addiction. "Woo! Thats strong" she stated, referring to the over pouring smell of the opened bottle.
As she brush the bright pink, varnished paint onto her toenails she recapped on the days events. All she could think was "When am I ever going to have an existance of my own? Am I going to follow Cordelia around forever?.
"Shut up silly!" She finally said alowed in a cheerful tone, "Could be worse, you could be Buffy or that weird Willow". "No, dont think like that Harm, you would never hit rock bottom fashion silly"
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Post by willowsummers on Apr 3, 2010 21:13:28 GMT -5
Glad to see you MB.
Willow and Xander find Giles in the funeral home and they peep into one of the windows where they hear noise.
"Giles?" Willow calls out, pressing her face into the bars of the windows. She feels Xander doing the same next to her, but she is looking in a Giles.
"Yes, who's there?" her teacher asks the unknown voice.
"It's Willow and Xander," she replies. "We saw two guys follow you in. Are they?" she begins but Giles finishes, "They are... Perhaps Xander and yourself should find safety."
"Isn't this a job for Buffy?" Xander speaks up.
"Well, yes," Giles comments.
"We'll go get her," Willow says and she backs away from the window and watches Xander do the same.
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After a very busy night at the gallery, Joyce finally returns home to a very empty and quiet house. She remembers that Buffy is still at The Bronze with that boy Owen from school. Joyce heads upstairs to change out of her work clothes. After changing into something more comfortable, Joyce heads down stairs and into the kitchen to heat up a plate of leftovers from last night's dinner. Afterwards she heads into the living room, flicks on the tv, and attempts to engross herself in a television program while she waits for Buffy to return home from The Bronze. Joyce hopes that Buffy is having a nice time on her date; she can't wait to hear all the interesting details of the evening... From what little information Joyce had managed to glean from Buffy about this Owen, he seems like a nice guy. Joyce reflects that her own social calendar hasn't been that full since the move to Sunnydale; she silently hopes that this will change eventually. "Oh well, no need to rush things. For now I will just live vicariously through Buffy." The absurdity of this thought makes Joyce chuckle to herself as a slight smile crosses her features. The flickering of the television distracts Joyce's thoughts as she turns her attention back to the program she had been watching. She hopes that Buffy will be home soon...
Last Edit: Apr 4, 2010 7:04:07 GMT -5 by buffyfan21
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