New Fic: Tar'airah

[mollyig]

Willowbabble is hilarious, and you captured it really well with the whole Personally, if I’m to be in the know, I’d like to know speech.



Really liked how both girls identify that how they interact with each other is not how they normally react with people; that the bond between them makes it easy for them to trust each other, and to want to take care of the other.



The reaction of Buf’aneah and Fa’aithlia is going to be interesting!

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Sheacht mh'anam déag do bhéal, do mhalaí's do ghrua

[Disastered]

The Willow babble was definately the best part of chapter , well except for the kiss of course. You write her dialogue so well.

And back to the kiss. Big ol' hurrah for kissage. I can't wait to see Faith and Buffy's (more amazonian name spelling pretending) reaction. I loved this: HOLY AKAMELIA BALKEISHIA!” because I imagine thats basically amazonian for Holy shit! or something along those lines and that makes me giggle.

And you are so totally evil for ending there and forcing me to never leave my computer again. Eeeevil

The Master: Some claim that death is our art. I say to them - well, I don't say anything to them because I killed them.

[shuyaku]

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HOLY AKAMELIA BALKEISHIA

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Does that translate into something like "holy macaroni Batman?"



Ya know, just wonderin'

-shuyaku

Oh God, Willow—you’re giving me the gift of Karen Carpenter. Just when I think I grasp the full extent of your love." - Tara

"Why do birds suddenly appear? It’s because, you are queer…" - Willow (Gods Served and Abandoned by AntigoneUnbound)

[Grimlock72]

"I charted it out." ... lol... I keep smiling about that one Sounds like Willow too, heh.



I wonder why C-bitch wants to keep the fire burning from above a secret. I could have understood Thea wanting it to be unknown, but Cordy not so much. Obviously she bought of the only witness, payed her enough to go back and actually light a ground-fire too, as if thats going to proof anything.



Maybe the elder trees approved of Willow and Tar'airah, or not... bit hard to till when communicating using storms



Your Willow bable is indeed fun to read. It's surprising how comfortable Willow already seems to be around Tar' even though she IS still be held captive by a not so friendly clan.



Grimmy

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"You hurt Tara," Willow said too calmly. "The last one who tried that was a god. I made her regret it." -- Unexpected Consequences by Lisa of Nine

[thebardgirl]

Hey kittens! My back is hurting....gosh darn boxes are getting to me...and man, am I tired...*eyes droop* so...i'm going to give you chapter 13, and possibly, possibly, (that is if you're nice leetle kit-kats, and get me the name of a good massuese) I'll give you chapter 14 tomorrow. But alas, I am moving myself this weekend, (painfully) so...if it's slow here, that's why. And now, reples!







tarawhipped- You know what? I'm not even sure what it really means...this is the only phrase I've yet to translate of Faith's...and well, I think I'll just leave it to the kittens' wonderful imaginations...Thankyou for reading! Aww...you think my story is adorable? (purposefully forgets the "confusing") thanks...*blushes like a crazy fiend* Hope you like what I've got pouring out of my mind for this story...and perhaps...one day...* looks noble on a cliff*...one day, you shall read another, brand new story of mine...



WickedReds-Good guess...I'm sure Fa'aith would be proud of your amazonian translating capabilities. Gotta love those 'almost smoochies' they're what keep fics going, and going, and going, and...So you agree that I'm evil? *blushes* thanks...hmm...your banana wants satisfaction? Dude...if you shouted that out in certain areas, (say, a kid's department store) you might be put under house arrest. Just sayin'...be warey of who you tell about your "banana's" needs. But, even if you are placed under survelance, please continue reading! And enjoy the update....



RaVeN-Will do! Shall I get a brain-invader's permit? Thanks for reading, as usual. I made you blush? hmm....



*pulls redhead out of scene, ticking off blonde once more*



"I'm a breast gal, myself...but you already knew that..."



*redhead blushes for saying that to RaVeN*



See? Now she's blushing more than you.



*places redhead back in front of pissed off blonde, and ducks flying doll's eye coming at her head*



Enjoy the update! (And I apologize once more for my lack-there-of an actual brain.)





Arron CFF-

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Nice update

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Horray!

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I still think you are evil.

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Hurroo.



Well, can't be completely perfect, I guess. Heh....hurting Tara is a no no, and yet, us kittenboard writers do it so well, in so many different ways, just to see how Willow will kick the hurter's arse...fun, no? Hope you like the update.



Sheba-Thankyou, woman! Ahah...you see my real face for what it is? Alas, I cannot hide it anymore! I must come out of the hellish closet, and show my true undead self for what it really is--the Devil. Thanks, and I hope you like the update.



Spikeizmine87-Rose, Rose, breathe for me, hun. In. And out. There you go. Okay, well, first of all, I'm sorry that Faith has the crappiest timing since Helen's decision to not stay with Paris, but, but, it'll be okay. Some how...I think...well, truth be told, I don't know. But, let's just say I did and be happy? Alright? Enjoy!



taramagic-Thankyou, I'm glad you liked it. Hmprh...well, to me your english isn't bad. But, hey....your german is better? Hmm.....*plots, plots and plots some more with this newly received information* Thanks for reading!



visual fallacy-ack, bosses are a pain...really, now. Don't they understand I'm writing here? *snicker* You're getting scared? Aww....*beckons with bits of chocolate in her hand*....no need to be scared. Just eat this chocolate, and you'll forget all about nasty, nasty amazons...*cackles evily ala witch in Hansel and Gretal*

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That caranthia chick needs to be shot through the head (was that uncalled for?)

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Umm...no. Perhaps a teensy bit less happy than I was going for, but, *shrugs* everyone needs a tad piece of psycho in them now and then...ask Faith, she'll tell you it's a blast. Thanks for reading, once again! And please, don't hesitate to run away from the "nice" large men in white coats.



LunaMuses-Aw, shucks. Tease? Now you're just being nice. You forsee her gender revealing? Well, that's a good idea *scribbles away on invisible pad* thanks! Oh, and yes, my hands have been itching to type and write, as of late...let's hope that doesn't involve me contracting any viruses.



Artemis-Hmm....good question. Heh....see, that's why I love writing Faith--she can be anything I want her to be in this situation. Thanks again for reading, Chris. Hope you like the update....



Arwen- Thankyou! I LOVE it when I'm quoted, well I mean, when my writing is quoted, becaus that just makes my day. And whoo! I'm just Great! *does happy high-self-esteem-dance* Erp, uhoh. You found out about the whole conspiracy thing? Damn. Well, uh, *points to her dog* The pug made me do it. And, and, ah, crap I can't wiggle my way out of this one. *receives orders from headquarters of "Arwen or the queen"* Right, update. As you wish, madame. *sends off papers to HQ*



amazonaa-Erp. Whuoh...okaaay...so interruptions aren't on your "good things" list. But, at least you're all with the bouncing, so I update! Look at how quickly I update! *bounces away*



Tempest Duer-Aw. I love you too....in my evil, insane, and slightly neurotic way.



Kajun-You are never late, my dear, just perfectly on time. I've learned that from continuous attempts to leave feedback for loooong fics. But good on you for reading everything pre-post. I can imagine it must be frustrating to have a writer that won't stop with the writing long enough for you to respond...but, eh....it doesn't happen too often with me so, no worries. You have lot's of questions. And I shall respond to one and only one! I am elizabeth, the writer of this here story, also known as "evil, insane, and slightly neurotic." Ooo and thanks, you like my willow-babble. Funny thing about that is I actually don't write it; I say it (spur of the moment improv here) and then type it down as fast as possible. Get rid of Faith? Okay, deal. This update has no Faith, whatsoever. I promise.





Tibbs-I don't know why, but I have this sudden urge to hug you. Ah, well, could be a phase. Maybe I need therapy? Hey now, you like mah version of amazons? Brilliant! For that alone, I will keep writing. Enjoy the update!



mollyig-Thankyou, I actually say the babble first (I'm a real, live babbler and can babble about anything, anytime) and then type it to make it as realistic as possible. Heh...the "personally, if i'm to be in the know..." speech took me a while to say perfectly in one go, I'll admit. But everything else is all-elizabeth-made. And yes, the girls are getting comfy with each other, it's true. Buf' and Faith? (bravo for not only attempting, but doing spelling their names correctly--I can't) Hmm...we'll see about then soon enough....for now, update!





Disastered-Thankyou! If I hadn't said it previously, I'll tell you as well that my Willow-babble is actually all improved by me beforehand (I'm a natural babbler) and then typed up word for word. Thankyou, I always thought Willow and I were alike in several aspects...but I thought it was only because of the nerd factor, the long-to-shortshort-hair transformation, and the "gay now" issue. Turns out I babble as well! And I must say, your amazonian spelling is almost as good as mollig's. Almost. Glad to make you giggle. It is always a pleasure. Erp....well, true, I am evil. But I'm evil with a bowl (I can't afford a soul right now) so, that's good, right? right?



shuyaku-Yes. You have cracked my amazonian code. I am in awe. Please, read my update, oh wise and wonderful shuyaku.



Grimmy-Aww...thanks...Willow is definitely the gal that I can just write with total ease...partly because I act a leetle too much like her to be a sane buffy fan....Hmm, C-bitch, as you so wonderfully dubbed her, seems to have something going down. What, I can't tell you. Unless, you're okay with me killing you. *shrugs* it's your choice. Oooo but you're gettin' mighty warm. Trouble is...the question keeps coming up: Why? Thanks again for reading, and enjoy the update!

You shanked my janga ship!

[thebardgirl]

same disclaimers, same issues afoot, same tired writer *snores*....













Chapter 13





“Perhamia, don’t be such a fool,” came the irritated voice.



“Well, what am I supposed to think? One moment you’re asking me to cover up a scratch on a Tree, the next you’re telling me it might cost my reputation if I were tell anyone about it!”



“I merely stated that it would be wise to keep a tight lip on certain subjects.”



“And why? Why now all the concealment? You did NOT mention this, this, secrecy in the beginning!”



“It was not of your concern,” she disregarded.



“Not of my concern? Not of my concern?! I am in the middle of the Sacrament, my dear. The sacred rituals of our people are being performed and you have me running around like your servant, doing your dirty work!”



“One task. Only one. And all I asked was for you to keep it quiet. What’s so wrong with keeping our little secret a secret for a little longer?”



“It is not right.”



“Right and wrong share the same path, they only start at opposite ends. Sooner or later, they will pass one another,” she walked up to the older woman, and looked down, under the long grey hair.

The older woman seemed in pain—her brow was furrowed in confusion.



She’s waning.



“Only fools see them as separate,” The girl stood at an angle, attempting to catch the averted glance of the older woman again, with her final remark.



Perhamia finally spoke up, weak and trembling.



“The Tree was growling, Caranthia.”



“So it has for a hundred years,” she cast off.



“Caranthia, I may not be the quickest, nor wisest of the Order, but I know for a fact, trees do not growl. They creak, they groan with the weather, they speak to us in peace,” her eyes seemed to soften at the thought of the Trees’ burden. She then regained her stern glance at the younger amazon, “but they do not growl.”



“Fine! So it rejected your presence! Who in their right mind hasn’t? As long as that scratch is gone, I do not care.” Perhamia’s ego was bruised at this. So she rose quickly to her feet and made towards the door.



“First thing next light, I tell Thea.” The younger girl’s eyes popped out at this declaration.



“How can you be so simple?” a sharp tone rose up in the girl’s voice, “Think. Think for a moment, if that tiny brain of yours can, and understand that you have no voice against me. No one will believe your word over mine. You know this; your choices were made the moment you asked for my help.”



“I didn’t ask for you help,” came the reproach, “You asked for mine, and in return for services, I’d get what I wanted.”



“And how long did it take for you to give in?” the smaller girl circled the older woman, sneering at the weakness she had, “one chance at bondage with that…cretin, and you leap at the opportunity to get it.”



“I admit,” Perhamia huffed, “It was wrong of me to give in so,” she drew herself up, “but you will not destroy my name for the sake of yours. Have you no shame? Your tribe respects you! You are their leader and Thea’s trust! Why would you go so far as to hide the truth—“



“Because the truth is USELESS,” she hissed.



Silence enfolded the room. The girl’s outburst shook her own body, and her face turned to into the primal killer she was known for. Perhamia realized the danger of arguing much longer with the girl. She replied quietly, albeit firmly.



“Useless? Well, it must have some point in the world, why else would you be so inclined to hide it?”



“This conversation is at an end. You will do what I say, when I say. You will not breathe a word to anyone. No one is to know. And in return, if your mouth grows any wiser, you can have your prize—that is, if she’s still alive at the end of the ceremony.”



The girl stalked out of the hut, leaving the older woman staring blankly at the animal skin wall.



“Ai, Gaia ohayugo qui,” she softly said, while slowly packing the supplies for the next day’s ritual.



Goddess Gaia, forgive me.













tbc.....





-elizabeth *trudes off to bed, and ends up falling unconscious onto covers*

You shanked my janga ship!

[Insanity]

Looky looky what I found...



Great story and let me put it that way.. I'm rrrreally looking forward to Tara kicking Caranthias butt! Every square inch of it! And not in the fun way like Buff and Faith do *snicker*



BTW I'm looking forward to some serious smoochies, too!!!



I wonder if it is coincidence that there was this lightning during the ritual Guess not, huh?



So, keep the good stuff coming... Fast please



Insanity

German Fanfiction

It's always sudden! Tara; the body

[Artemis]

I *knew* she was up to something. I'm still not sure exactly what she's up to, but it's pretty plain that Caranthia is at considerable altitude, in the up-to-something stakes. And using Tar' as a bargaining chip with her semi-reluctant, yet spineless, lackey... that girl needs a good ass-kicking, that's what.

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.

[WickedReds]

Growling trees and secerts... and useing people... Wow the plot sure dose thickin now dose it... caranthis need to get her ass kick... Oh yeah and ur right i should be carefull where i shout about my Banana.....



-reds



my banana dances for smut

Tara in a wet shirt, Tara in a wet shirt. Tara in. A. Wet. Shirt. “Of course.”-Willow From Remember to Breath By Yellow Crayon



Now that just sucks- me

[tarawhipped]

Sooo...the plot thickens. Perhamia is not only a creepy lech, she's also Caranthia's stooge. That was unexpected. I have no doubt that Willow and Tara can handle the sneaky duo, but it's starting to look like major angst ahead!



No offense was meant with the confusing remark, btw. Mostly I'm just too impatient and want to know what's going on NOW, but this story is so intriguing and well crafted that I'll be good and wait for it.



-Cameron

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What should I be but just what I am? - Edna St.Vincent Millay

[amazonaa]

Man. What is going on? Something bad is going to happen to one of our girls isn't it?





Well great job. Update soon.





brittney







"Arn't you going to tell me to 'break e leg'?"

"Break 'em both." Amber Benson as Cheyenne in The Crush

[Disastered]

You know I'm really gonna have to make up nicknames for Caranthia and Perhamia so I don't have to look up spelling everytime I type their names. Maybe evil bitch and creepy pushover? I wish I could remember the name of the evil chick and her sidekick on power rangers cause that's who they sort of remind me of, only written much better.

Anyways, very interesting chapter. I always knew Caranthia was queen bitch but now she's being naughty and having evil schemes? And not in the good way that leads to W/T sexcapades. Oh and offering Perhamia Tara is definately not good. I like the thickened plot.

Update soon! Mush!

The Master: Some claim that death is our art. I say to them - well, I don't say anything to them because I killed them.

[Spikeizmine87]

"throws some stuff" thats all...i need to be in a better mood to leave feedback...ahem...thanks for the update...

-rose

I didnt know what being happy was till i found you, i didnt know what love meant till i loved you.

[Modjadji]

Sorry for jumping onto the bandwagon so late!



Between Tara as an Amazon, Willow in a pith helmet and the mystery and intrigue unfolding in this fic, I have to say I'm enthralled. You write the W/T chemistry, in particular, so well, and in the gorgeous Amazon setting you've created the combo is pretty irresistable. Love the magic and mystery with the ancient trees etc. What can I say, I'm a hopeless romantic.



Also, major props to the drawing talent! Gotta say, your rendition of Tar'airah will stay with me for a while



Keep the updates coming.

cheers,

mo.

No matter how short life may seem, it's still the longest thing you'll ever do.

[Grimlock72]

For some reason I thought of Caranthia as being like Buffy and Faith just a bit higher up the chain. She has more influence/pull over an elder like Perhamia for that however . I wonder how Caranthia thinks to get past Thea.



I don't see how any of the weather troubles could have been in Caranthia plan anyway since she couldn't have predicted the effect of Tara and Willow joining hands. She just doesn't like Tara, plain and simple... (I like those two words ;-)



I can see Caranthia is a bitch towards Tara but not why she would enlist Perhamia to help her with that. Actually Perhamia and Caranthia have a conflicting interests; Caranthia wants Tara gone, no matter how... and Perhamia wants Tara to stay whole lot closer..



Strange puzzle....



Grimmy

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"You hurt Tara," Willow said too calmly. "The last one who tried that was a god. I made her regret it." -- Unexpected Consequences by Lisa of Nine

Edited by: Grimlock72 at: 8/21/04 4:14 pm

[LunaMuses]

Me? Late? Naaaah.



Moving sucks. Just don't pack your inspiration away in a box without labelling it ;p



So the mystery is unfolding, bit by bit. You're doing a wonderful job of keeping me on my toes: I haven't figured it all out yet, heh (makes things more fun )



hope you get settled in well, thanks for being sweet and updating mid-move!

"I was disappointed. I had thought I would have some revelation of specific evil. I wondered if all women did with other women was lie and hug."
The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath

[thebardgirl]

Why, hello again, fabulous kittens! It seems I am to kick myself out of my own room--my home of 17 years--to go live with a stranger. A nice, and neat sounding one, but a stranger nonetheless. So...here's hoping I don't do anything rash like cry for the first night and a half.



I'll reply now, and then very shortly update the update that I promised as of late.





Insanity-Looky looky what I found...a new reader. Muwhahahaha...i've caught you now, so don't think about trying to escape. Thankyou, I'm oh-so-happy you're liking the story. It makes it all the more fun to write. Serious smoochies, eh? Well...that's not a bad idea. Why didn't I think of that? Fast, eh? Okay. How 'bout now? That is...later the same day of your reply? Is that fast enough? Should I go slower? Should I stop asking you what I should do?



Artemis-You knew it, eh? Well, that's good. For a while there, I didn't, and it was bugging me. ("What IS she up to??") And I was writing it...*rolls eyes at self*...Hmm you want her ass kicked? Man...I think I'll enstate a club for that. I'm making many followers as we speak...heh..Tara being used as a bargaining chip...*snicker* that makes me giggle. I am a sad, sad little girl, alas.



WickedReds-Yes, it's true, the plot has thickened. But just a spoonful of WillowandTara will make the fanfic go down (in the most delightful way). Hmm....you're banana is still dancing away there, despite the disclaimer, dude. I guess, I should live up to the request? But, ah...don't feel comfortable writing smut. (It's like asking a child to spell antidisastablishmentarianism--it's foreign and just plain confusing) In fact, an infatic "no" generally rises to my mouth when people request it. But, just for you, I will attempt to go there possibly through humor, possibly through oragami puppets...but we'll just see when it gets to that point--if it gets to that point.



tarawhipped-Hmm....yes, yes. The plot has gotten thick enough to finally eat. I mean...wait, sorry, i'm getting my ravioli cooking instructions mixed up with the story...this is what happens when writers go hungry. Oh, no, I take no offense in any fence, whatsoever. Trust me, when I say I'm absolutely, totally, completely, utterly confused about where this sentence is going. Which is why I'm glad to hear you're liking where the story is going--and want to know soon; at least some one understands that it's going somewhere. I'm well crafted? Whoo hoo! Thankyou, Cameron!! *dances around happily* you made my day-that's-now-turned-to-night!



amazonaa-Something bad? Nooooo. No, I'd never do a thing to harm our girls. Well, except drop one in a batch of bloodthirsty amazons, and make the other go through death rituals. Why would you think I'd put them in harm's way? *snicker* see? I'm updating as we speak.



Disastered-Hmm....nicknames? Well, I generally just say "C-bitch and P-bitch thanks to Grimmy. But I like yours as well. Oh! Power Rangers! I always wanted to be the red one....(yet another signal my parents missed, I guess) See? I'm updating! Although, I do not usually respond to mushing, I do respond to readers that bribe. Just to...you know...put that out there...



Spikeizmine87-Oh dear, we have a case of the Baddies, here. Sorry, Rose. I don't know what your friends did (I saw your "all purpose unhappy feelings thread" post) but, I hope this update makes you smile a teensy bit. Just a tad. *pokes you* else I'll have to start the tickle-attack, which is far, far worse.



Modjadji-you're jumping on my bandwagon late? You can NEVER jump on anything of mine too late. Perhaps, too hard, and thus break it...but that generally has to do with my guitar-like stuff...You're enthralled? Well, I'm enthralled by your enthralledness. Thankyou, oh so much, for being such a lovely addition to my reading and replying kittens. Ahah! Another hopeless romantic, joins the team! It seems I attract our kind from all over to come and read the romance that is my fiction...Thanks, I do draw like a mad-crazy fiend. And for your new arrival I hand you this prompt update. Please, enjoy!.



Grimmy-Caranthia's got...well, influence as you say. But, as we get further and further into the mystery you'll see her own ways to get around Thea...course, also, I think Thea is more of a trusting woman to her amazons--she's been scarred by men, so she won't expect betrayal or huge hurt from one of her own women. Hmm it's true, C-bitch and P-bitch are quite opposite in their opinion of Tara (although both don't really respect her) but I think you'll see why that doesn't matter to Caranthia, at least I hope to write that some day...I hope the puzzle is just enough of an intrigue to keep you happy. Enjoy!



LunaMuses-Aww...thanks...I'm actually all packed. Inspiration, however, has been left out for me to mess around with 'til tomorrow morning. Thanks, I'm glad you're still in the non-know. And I'm actually updating again, if you can believe it, to stick to my "tomorrow I'll post again" promise. So, enjoy the next chapter, please. And thanks again for being so considerate about my new and environment situation here...

You shanked my janga ship!

[thebardgirl]

Ah...how sweet it is to make a story more confusing....and cliffhangery...



same disclaimers, same characters, same strange inuendos...same (albeit changing locations) writer...







Chapter 14







“Tar’airah, BUALAICKA OPPUI ALAS!” The fierce brunette wielded her long knife-sword-thing, and threateningly walked towards the two surprised figures. But before Willow could react, she felt Tara’s arms pull her behind her body—shielding her from view and harm.



“Fa’aithlia, menah.”



“Tar’airah…” the brunette seemed to plead, albeit angrily, “misha bualaicak oppiu alas. MIUISA. PRAS!”



“Naya,” Tara’s whole body tensed with her firm reply; Willow felt her arm constrict with the squeeze she felt by the blonde’s hand. The brunette’s knife stayed still, and no one moved for several moments. Willow stayed silent, as she watched the young amazon’s face contort in hatred for, she guessed, her.



I haven’t even talked to this one yet and I’ve already pissed her off. I must have a knack for this.



The brunette seemed torn between following through with her violent plan and the possibility of confronting her friend. Willow didn’t seem to notice, though. In fact, she had just registered the thought that Tara had saved her from danger—yet again. Looking down she noticed the warm limb carefully placing her out of harm’s way.



Tara’s arm…soft skin, very soft…I wonder if her hands are as soft? Willow internally shook her head. Focus, Rosenberg, FOCUS: there’s a psycho sword-wielding woman within a few feet of you—do not think about the incredibly soft, incredibly creamy skin Tara has. Damn!



The psycho finally moved though, holding her sword up in front of the two girls, in an attempt to prevent their escape from the small hut. She called out through the curtain.



“BUF’ANEAH!”



Tara’s breathing quickened with this outburst—Willow could feel it—and she tried to intervene the brunette’s yelps with some of her own.



“Fa’aith, Fa’aith, naya proadica ihkia—Fa’aith, wei upa kieto!” she hissed, all the while keeping Willow well hidden behind her.



“BUF’ANEAH! BUF’ANEAH!”



“Fa’aithli—“ Tara cut herself off with the sudden entrance of the one other amazon Willow recognized from earlier this evening. The figure of the smaller blonde amazon strode into the hut with a confused look on her face.



“Fa’aith, ukhia sastra?” she questioned, fearfully looking at Tara to the brunette, and back again.



“Buf’aneah, umbraia Tar’airah mabakljai…” the amazon seemed to be explaining, exasperated, “mabakljai CIN IASTA BRAG!” she pointed directly at Willow through the cracks between Tara’s arms and waist.



That probably doesn’t translate to “beautiful, but shy redhead.”



“Naya…naya, Tar’airah niayas li proadica…veras, Tar’?” the small blonde shook her head and then turned to Tara, questioningly.



Tara said nothing. Willow noticed her head didn’t waver once—she was standing strong, and unmoving.



“Tar’?” came a pleading voice.



“Buf’aneah, wei…yuiua polkeah jaju,” Tara said softly.



“Tar?!” the blonde cried out.



“ISHA?” the brunette shouted at the small blonde, who at the moment was inching over to her comrade, ever so subtly.



“Tar’airah, quealak kamu jesaa? Ai mu?” the blonde seemed less enraged as her friend. To Willow she seemed more hurt than anything.



“Buf’aneah, trati ouiya, niaya proadica cadas olia malis,” Tara said calmly.



“Malis? MALIS? PEDRASTA AHI CIN IKHIA!” the brunette shouted.



“Fa’aithlia, jenas ija…” Buf’aneah looked at the brunette, and then back to Tara again, “vai?”



Willow had stayed silent for most of this turbulent argument save for the squeak that came out when the brunette, also known as the psycho sword-wielding woman, had entered. But it did not mean she was going to stay the whimpering maiden in distress for much longer. She tugged on the blonde’s arm, and softly whispered.



“Tara…” Willow croaked out, “Please, let me talk to them?”



“They won’t understand you. Besides, it’s better that I talk, and you stay where sharp objects can’t penetrate your body,” she replied tersely, “for you and for me.”



“I know, but, just,” Willow sputtered at this.



“Willow, no. They won’t listen to you, they see you as the scary man that’s brainwashed me, I don’t think anything you have to say behind my back, through my words is going to instantaneously persuade them.”



“Then they can listen to my words and see me,” she said stepping from out of the protection of Tara’s arms.



Slowly, as the young redhead stepped into the flickering light, Fa’aith’s sword fell to her side, limp.



The two amazons gawked.



“Fa’ith…no hia brag…” the smaller blonde stared dumbly, pointing.













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“Tar’airah, GET AWAY FROM THAT!”



“Fa’aithlia, calm down.”



“Tar’airah…” Fa’aith strained her voice, but demanded again, “I said get away. MOVE. NOW!”



“No,” her friend, her FRIEND, damn it, was protecting the scum. Fa’aithlia glared, nostrils flaring at the impudence of her friend. The fact that the weakling was hiding behind her comrade pissed her off even more.



What is she DOING?



But she couldn’t make a move. Every plan that formed in her head ended with her making violent contact with her childhood friend. And hurting Tar’airah, even if it came with the death of the creep behind her, was not on her to-do list. She was pissed. As it was, Tar’airah was making her choose. But, ever the war tactic, she easily slipped into her backup plan—her only backup plan.



If you can’t go on offense, always go on defense.



“Buf’aneah!”



She saw the horrified look on her friend’s face and inwardly cheered at her one advantage.



Yup, always go for defense.



“Fa’aith, Fa’aith, I wasn’t doing anyth—Fa’aith, please, shut up!” The amazon hissed. Fa’aith knew she had found a nerve.



“BUF’ANEAH! BUF’ANEAH!”



So she hit it—repeatedly.



“Fa’aithli—“ Tar’airah stopped with the entrance of the subject of Fa’aith’s screeches.



Buf,’ get over here, don’t look at Tar’. Don’t feel sorry for her like you always do. Get next to me. Right. Now.



“Fa’aith, what’s going on?”



Oh no, not the Buf’ pout…



“Buf’aneah, I saw Tar’airah…I saw HER” she breathed in raggedly, “WITH THAT BASTARD!”



That’s right, little man, I see you. I see right through your evil magic. I can see what you’ve done to my Tar’. And you won’t get away with it, you fucking bastard.



“No…no, Tar’airah wouldn’t…she would never…right, Tar’?



Great, now I have to fight a two front war. I can’t convince Buf’ Tar’s gone insane…



Tar’ stayed quiet, though.



…unless, of course, she does it for me.



“Tar’?”



“Buf’aneah, please…listen to me.”



“Tar’?!”



Ahah! See?



“See?!” Fa’aith shouted at the small blonde.



“Tar’airah, you lied to us? To me?”



“Buf’aneah, I’m trying to explain, I wasn’t doing anything wrong.”



Wrong?!



“Wrong? WRONG? YOU WERE GOING TO SNOG HIM!”



“Fa’aithlia, let her speak…” Buf’ looked back at her friend, “Well?”



Fa’aith saw Tara’s mouth begin to form words, but then stopped with the small croak behind her. Apparently, lover boy was attempting to talk. Tara didn’t seem any happier about the “brag’s” words though, and quickly cut the boy off. Fa’aith internally smirked at this.



At least she isn’t completely under his control.



But the little bugger continued to argue with the blonde. Tar’airah replied again, this time firmer to the body she held behind her. Fa’aith was torn. Part of her admired Tar’ for her outstanding resistance to the brainwashing they had all been pre warned of. Another part wanted to hit her in the head for getting duped in the first place. But generally, all of her wanted the wuss dead.



No arguments with that.



Without warning the very last thing Fa’aith expected happened. The “wuss” came forward.



Wait…



“Fa’aith…” her friend said slowly next to her, “that’s no man…”



Oh crap.









tbc.....









-elizabeth , well i'm off to the dorms...wish me luck! and here's hoping i'll find an internet connection soon enough...until I do, it's goodbye. But have no fear, I'm not going to end it here...at least, I hope I won't....

You shanked my janga ship!

[RaVeN]

LMAO OMHG NOOOOO that is no MAN! that was to funny I woke my roommate up laughing so hard. Thanks for the great update!

__________________



I have died many a death in love, and yet, had I not loved I would never have lived at all.

--David Lasater

[Sheba]

Ooh! That was amazing! Lol! Now, could we get on with the smoochies please?! *is beginning to understand why everyone wants her to bring on the smoochies in her own fic!!!* Seriously though, loving the build up! Cheers,

[Arron CFF]

ohhh good update your still evil but that part was nice and heh B and Faith trying to protect poor brainwashed Tara

Sorry that just struck me as funny.I hope you like Dorm life it can be lots of fun and I hope you get connected soon.

Have fun and good luck

Arron

She walks in beauty, Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright; Meet in her aspect, and her eyes. ~ by Byron ~

[WickedReds]

OMG... At first i was so ... and then i got to the part in faith's head and now i know what i conversation was and now they know that thats a woman and not a man... .. i wonder if their gonna help now.. u know with the whole eventual escape (that i hope will happen).....

My banana actually dances for alot of things... but right now he's on a smut trip...



-reds



my banana dances for smut

Tara in a wet shirt, Tara in a wet shirt. Tara in. A. Wet. Shirt. “Of course.”-Willow From Remember to Breath By Yellow Crayon



Now that just sucks- me

[Arwen276]

That episode was



At first I started it all nervous about what was going to happen next and then I felt like I had stumbled on a bad subtitle channel and having Jammed the remote control I couldn't change it, but had to follow in Amazonian, you know the whole tennis match thing with eyes continuously shifting from Tara to Faith to Tara to Buffy, quite the ping pong!



and THEN FINALLY , BY sheer coincidence the remote fell again and was jammed back to normal and went back to plain english! woo!!



more!!!



~Her Majesty Arwen



ps1: of course I could have just read it all...since I can understand Amazonian (my mother tongue) but I like to put myself in the commoner's place,... see how THEY would read this chapter...you know...



ps2: Good luck with moving and all, and come back to us!! THAT'S AN ORDER!

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

[tarawhipped]

Oh how do I love this update, let me count the ways:

1. It's bilingual (even if one of the linguas is a mystery to everyone but you!).

2. Faith gets LARGE with the butch.

3. Buffy taking her sweetass time getting to the crisis.

4. Tara protecting Willow from harm.

5. Willow unable to focus on the impending harm 'coz she's distracted by Tara's arm around her.

6. Use of the word 'snog.'

7. And finally, the phrase 'oh crap' has me every time!



You rule!

-Cameron

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What should I be but just what I am? - Edna St.Vincent Millay

[shuyaku]

I just have to say thank goodness for the translation!! I mean, of course I had translated most of it on my own (as previously determined a couple of updates ago ). But you know I was feeling sorry for the masses



Just remember dorms can be fun and most are very technology friendly



-shuyaku

Oh God, Willow—you’re giving me the gift of Karen Carpenter. Just when I think I grasp the full extent of your love." - Tara

"Why do birds suddenly appear? It’s because, you are queer…" - Willow (Gods Served and Abandoned by AntigoneUnbound)

[Spikeizmine87]

wooo and hoo for the update!! YAY! Ok at first i didnt think that you would translate, so thanks very much for givin me a headache tryin to say those words outloud! haha this was awesome. Faith was kinda pissin me off, needs to take a chill pill!! THAT IS NO MAN!! awesome!! ok well yes my friends suck..im totally over it! And no tickleing! im VERY tickleish! no pokin either lady! Unless youre gonna be more direct with that finger of yours!! "pokes back" ok well i hope you get all settled in your dorm and that you can find a net connection cause i would HATE for you to stop this story! Cause i practically LIVE for this damnit! awesome update!

-rose

I didnt know what being happy was till i found you, i didnt know what love meant till i loved you.

[Tempest Duer]

Hey, Tubs! I just lost my jengajam! (Homsar is the best. Except for The Cheat. And Trogdor. And Strong Bad.)



I'm quite amused by the last little anecdote. I'm looking forward to more, and don't you worry your pretty little head none, strangers can be very friendly.

It's insulting to the whole gender[sic] of rap.



~Eminem

[YMKA]

You stopped there?????? and ya moving???? dude....that's sooo not cool.....you are evil!!!!!!! I love this fic....I'm all the time (welll most iof it )....here hoping that your move will be easy one and you'll find internet connection sooner than later ....meanwhile you can write chapters on paper.... you know....time management ... Can't wait for the next update!!!!



Side note....Sheba.....now you know



"Thanks!!! later!!!





M.

[visual fallacy]

well well well!! I go away...(was on the run from those men in white coats...did stop to have a chat and they offered me a nice jacket on the cheap, but the colour made me look like I'd put on weight!) I come back and looky looky updates to read!!



Absolutely loved the way you wrote from willows perspective and then Faiths! I was sat there thinking "argh i wanna know what they're going on about" and was trying to guess (miserably!) what was happening and then oooh I get to find out! very good, very good indeed!!

Begs the obvious question #where do we go from here?



Just had to say that I love the way you write this...this story is like shrek!! i.e. like an onion, it has lots of layers!haha! I really enjoy that there are things happening outside the main willow tara fold, but that will affect them in the short and long term! oh I'm getting far too serious now, its not good for my disposition!!



So leaving it there with a simple... enjoy the move and keep up the fantastic work!!

Sally xxx

[Artemis]

That was an interesting chapter, seeing it from both sides. Not just in terms of language, but how Willow is perceiving events, and then how Faith sees them, and what's going on in their heads.



Do you have this whole Amazon language thing worked out? It looked like a very plausible language, there were even times when I was following the dialogue *before* it got to the English-language version.

Chris Cook

Through the Looking-glass

A Willow and Tara for every world.