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Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Mon May 30, 2005 11:09 am

WARNING, MASSIVE SPOILERS AHEAD.

The title is a bit tentative for the moment, but it'll do until I've got something a bit more concrete and interesting. Anyway, this is the first scene of a fic I'm writing that will start sometime post-hush (maybe a few days afterwards). Stuff is a little topsy-turvy in terms of time...I know it's supposed to be S4, but Giles has already bought the magic shop, the Initiative haven't been discovered yet (although Riley will still in be in it for a short while), etc etc. But just go with it :) In fact it might be easier just to imagine this as Hush happening somewhere in the middle of S5.

I already have a LOT of this written (like 60 or so pages MS word tells me, plus another 20 pages-worth of sub-plot scenes that I'm yet to shoehorn into the main story), but I want to take it one scene at a time, so that any alterations I make, I can account for in later chapters rather than re-writing the whole thing at once if you see what I mean.

Basically, I reckon I'm looking mainly for feedback on how realistic the characters are, whether my writing is actually any good etc. I've never written any fiction of any type before, let alone a full-blown fic like this, so be gentle and constructive :)

The basic plot outline at the moment is that there will be lots of misunderstandings etc that will keep W and T from getting together for quite a while, although of course they will be together eventually ;) This is all set against the backdrop of a slightly fantasy-esque storyline involving a dragon and a bunch of unruly, somewhat drunken, but very loyal bunch of Scottish dwarves who will be fighting for the side of good. And I mean dwarves as in the race of dwarves, not as in vertically challenged humans (is that PC?). Hey, it's BtVS, it's fantasy anyway, right? I'm not gonna go totally uber with this or whatever, I'm hoping to keep it within btvs levels of believability.

It's gonna be a little bit cliched in that it will be the usual research-fight-win scenario in terms of the dragon, but there will be some surprises along the way, and there will be plenty of comic relief courtesy of the dwarves and the Englishman (human) leading them. All the usual gang from S4 will be there, and Dawn will make an appearance later.

There will be other relationships cropping up in this as well, namely Xander and Anya will be going through a tough time, Buffy will be having more issues than she really deserves, but will end up with Faith (but not the Faith we all know and hate/love) hopefully.

There will also be some original characters; firstly in the form of the dwarves - Belgren, the level-headed leader of the three, Grindal, the hot-headed battle-loving drunkard with a heart of gold, and Kerg, the older, witty, more grandfatherly figure. Watching over these three will be Dave, an Englishman with a sarcastic sense of humour (but not in the same way as Spike) and a few dark secrets. Then there's Faith's new friend Helen, a quiet semi-psychic with possibly less self-esteem than Tara (if that's possible) to start out with.

The gist of it is that Buffy will discover that she has feelings for Willow (who by that stage is, of course with Tara). Faith (who already has a crush on Buffy) will help her get over that, and as a result they will end up together later on. Meanwhile, Dave will also be rediscovering feelings he once had for Willow (they met a few years previously while on holiday), but will stay out of the way when he realises that Tara is involved. Later on he and Helen will end up together in some unlikely circumstances.

I haven't really figured out much (or anything really) for Spike coz I think he's at his best when he's just on his own being himself (and the comic relief) to be honest. Plus, there's only so much room for English people in this world I think...

And so to the dragon storyline. Basically, the gang will uncover an ancient prophecy of what they think will be a great evil of some description (they don't know what until the dwarves make an appearance) descending on Sunnydale and winning a battle against the slayers, so it's all doom and gloom and all that - a) because it foretells the death of Buffy and b) it's slayerS - plural, meaning that Faith (who at this point is still in a coma and as far as everyone else is concerned is still a bad guy) will be involved.

However, all becomes clearer when the dwarves turn up; it turns out that they are the slayers that the prophecy talks about - dragonslayers, not vampire slayers. So, they research, they try to pinpoint where said dragon will turn up in Sunnydale so they can kill it. Of course, the dragon will prove to be infinitely harder to kill than anything else the gang have ever faced - it's huge and incredibly hard to beat in the true tradition of all computer-game dragons ;) thankfully, the dwarves having bested numerous of these beasts know how to handle it - or so they think.

Hence, it will take them a couple of tries to take down the dragon, with characters getting injured along the way; eventually Will and Tara will end up being the deciding factor in the final battle.

But it won't end there...that's just as far as I've got. I have ideas for what will probably be a sequel shortly thereafter, just gotta organise them in my brain.

So, now to the opening part of the story. No dragons in sight yet, just Will and Tara waking up the morning after doing a spell...
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Mon May 30, 2005 11:16 am

Ugh. Morning.

Tara's right arm automatically reached over to hit the snooze button of her alarm clock; a subconscious and well-practiced manoeuvre that had been a problem on occasion and even more occasionally led to late arrival at class.

As the blonde's senses slowly came back to reality, she became aware of some unseen force pushing her down into the bed, preventing her from moving. However, after her eyes had finally broken free of sleep and responded to the 'open' command from her brain, she had realised that the aforementioned force was in fact very visible and consisted of a sleeping redhead half-sprawled across the blonde's body. Tara's heartbeat doubled.

Oh goddess…she's asleep on top of me! Ohhh she's so gorgeous…I wonder if…stop it, Maclay! She's straight and it's just coincidence that she happened to end up over here. Dream on.

Tara started to move, but realised that there was also a tangle of legs further down the bed that would take some serious repositioning to escape. There was also the matter of Willow's left arm being wrapped around the blonde's mid section.

How the hell did we end up like this? Goddess I hope she doesn't wake up with us like this…I don't want to scare her off.

The two girls had started on opposite sides of the bed the previous night, neither intending to do anything so bold as even touch each other. But during the night, somehow Willow had subconsciously crossed over to Tara's side of the bed and wrapped around her like she was afraid the blonde would escape - all in her sleep.

Do I dare to hope that this means something? That maybe she's attracted to me? No, surely not. No way. She ca--- oh goddess, my knee is touching her somewhere it shouldn't be! I've got to move. She'll freak out and leave if she wakes up…and goddess, I don't want her to leave. Ever.

Tara again started to move, but froze when the redhead emitted a low, husky groan. Tara felt her centre starting to heat up at the sound, and she couldn't help staring at the redhead's lips.

I wonder what it would be like to kiss her…that would be amazing. I could always just…no, she's asleep, I can't do that. What if she woke up? Oh, that groan…she must be dreaming. Yeah, dreaming of Oz or something. Great. The girl of my dreams laid on top of me dreaming of her ex-boyfriend. Talk about mixed fortunes.

Tara carefully extracted herself, prising Willow's arm from around her waist and gently laying it on the bed. Quietly, she swung herself off the bed and got up and got ready to go for a shower, leaving the redhead sound asleep. She paused at the door and turned to look at the girl curled up in her bed.

Oh goddess I want her so badly. She's beautiful. Perfect, even. And she's asleep in my bed. So close, yet so far. Damnit, why do I always get crushes on straight girls? Not that Willow is like any other straight girl I've ever had a crush on…Shower. Must have shower.

----

Willow awoke with a strange feeling that something was missing. Added to that was the confusion of not knowing where she was. After a brief look at her surroundings and a 'wake up' command to her brain, she relaxed with a sigh. Tara's dorm room.

The two wiccans had fallen asleep after performing a spell the night before, and a few hours later they had awoken and after some contemplation decided that it would be easier for Willow to stay there than go back to her own dorm room. Hence they had ended up sharing a bed, as Tara had refused to let Willow sleep on the floor or in a chair or anywhere else for that matter.

The absence of the blonde wiccan caught Willow's attention, but the mattress underneath her left hand still felt warm, as if the blonde's body had been there until very recently. Upon taking stock of her position, the redhead discovered that she had scooted all the way over from the other side of the bed during the night, and had in all probability spent a good slice of that time snuggled up to the blonde.

She smiled as she thought about Tara. They had only known each other for eight days now, but the hacker felt as if she had known the blonde for years. At the same time, there always seemed to be something new to learn about Tara, and Willow had made it her task to continue that education.

Her thoughts drifted back to the dream she had just awoken from; it had almost become indistinguishable as to where reality had ended and dream started. They had laid in bed talking for hours. Eventually they came to a halt in the conversation. An awkward silence ensued, and Tara had leaned over towards the redhead slightly, Willow had also leaned in until their faces were inches apart, their breaths mingling with each other's. Willow had stared into the deep blue eyes that held hers captive and just floated upon that sea, letting the waves within just crash over her and envelope her in blue. Her eyes then strayed further down, finally fixing on the full lips that were just slightly parted. The redhead had laid transfixed by them, fighting an overwhelming urge to touch them, to feel how soft and warm they were. She looked up to the blue above, and closed the gap between them a few more millimetres, tilting her head to one side slightly. Tara had started to close the gap a little more and just at the split second when their lips met, the redhead had been woken by a bird tweeting outside the window.

Willow laid there, trying to decipher the dream.

We were about to…what? Kiss? No. Of course not, we're just friends. And I'm not gay. I mean, hello, Oz! And neither is Tara. I think. But she was…and I was…it…oh who am I kidding, we were about to kiss. Just a friendly, best-friends kinda kiss of course. No smoochies. Definitely no smoochies. And it was just a dream. Right, dream yeah. Only I don't remember going to sleep…it was a dream, right? It must have been. Or maybe we did kiss and I passed out and then she freaked out and left and that's why she's not next to me now. Oh god what if that's what happened? What if I completely freaked her out? She's probably telling her friends how the gay computer nerd tried to kiss her in the middle of the night right now.

No, she would never do that. She's too kind and gentle and sensitive and perfect in every way to do something that awful. Perfect in every way? Did I just think that? Well…I guess she is. I mean, there's nothing wrong with her. She's beautiful and intelligent and caring and sexy an-…sexy? Where did that come from? I s'pose she is though. Especially when she does that sort of lopsided grin and raises one eyebrow. Oh god that's sexy. There I go again with the 'Tara is sexy' thoughts. What the hell is all that about? It's not like I like Tara in that way. Okay, so maybe I do. But only a little. Only a very small amount. I'm lying to myself, it's a lot. I like her a lot. In a 'really like her a hell of a lot' kinda way.

Willow's head reeled from the implications. She realised that she and Tara had passed the "friends" phase already - some of the spells that they had done together had been somewhat intimate, but she'd never really entertained the possibility that maybe there was more to it than that. That maybe she was actually attracted to the blonde Wiccan. The idea that she could be attracted to a girl hadn't even formed in her head, let alone been dismissed as impossible. She headbutted the pillow a few times in frustration.

Why can't life be normal for once? As if demons and apocalypses and exams weren't enough, now I have to deal with being attracted to a girl I do magic with? Rosenberg, your life is more complicated than quantum mechanics. But not always as much fun.

The redhead looked at the clock and decided to get dressed - there was a scooby meeting in half an hour about some new big bad Giles thought was brewing, and as much as she needed to think, the world also needed some pre-being-saved research.

I wonder what it is this time…and more to the point if it's going to keep me away from Tara for long. Oh god, I'm obsessed.

The thought, however, was caught short when the door opened and Tara walked in.

----

Tara closed the door and stood there uncomfortably looking at the redhead.

Wow she even looks great in the morn-…uh-oh, she's awake. OK, now what? Do I even mention it? No, I can't. No way. That would ruin everything. She might even leave. I can't have her leaving right now. What do I say?!

Willow sat on the bed returning the stare, lost in her own thoughts.

Oh my god she's beautiful. And she came back, after…what happened. How do I explain that? Did it even happen? If it did and she came back…well, that's good, right? Or maybe she came back to tell me to leave. Say something!

They both chose the same instant to speak

"Willow…"

"Tara…"

"Sorry, you go first." The redhead urged.

"Um…l-look, I um…I have to, um, get to c-class." Tara managed; Willow's face dropped.

"OK, I mean, class is important and you shouldn't miss it. I mean, not that I thought you would, because that would be assuming that you'd rather be here than in class and that would all presumptuous of me and I'm not trying to be all 'lil miss presumptuous' becau-"

"Willow" The blonde smiled at the babbling redhead.

"Sorry, kinda babbled a bit huh?"

"Um…I um…I-it's cool w-when you do that." The blonde admitted quietly. "But I h-have to go." Tara's head dipped a little as her shyness took over again. "Can we meet at l-lunchtime?" She ventured, desperate hope evident in her eyes as they peered out from under her hair. Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes…

Willow's face lit up. "Yeah, sure! I have a scoob-…um, some things to do this morning, but I can do lunch." She nodded emphatically.

Tara also nodded, and with a big grin she turned and headed out of the door.
"I'll, um, see you at lunch then?"

"Sure. See ya." The redhead beamed back. Yay! Yayayayayay! Oh god why can't it be lunchtime already?
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Mon May 30, 2005 5:00 pm

Oh, I'm also open to suggestions for titles for this fic, as I'm rubbish at coming up with them myself. Connections is just a working title for the time being.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Tue May 31, 2005 11:10 pm

Fantastic, thanks for sharing this. I've been unable to respond due to having an ISP that dropped my cable modem service for the best part of 36h. Will come back with some thoughts later today.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Sat Jun 04, 2005 12:10 am

Okay, I've just read through this properly. Apologies for the delay in responding here. Darn RL. Anyway. I'll post detailed comments in a bit.

I just wanted to say right here and now that I really like this. Regardless of the outline, I want to know more.

The tone is excellent and the thoughts and dialogue really get you quickly into some key character traits and feelings. The situation is funny, light, sweet and portends much.

The synopsis clearly takes this much further. Grammatically I didn't spot much. It reads well. Thoughts in italics works.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Sat Jun 04, 2005 6:01 am

First fic? Wow. Impressed. It’s well written IMHO. I’ve made some observations below. They’re only observations meant constructively and are very much my subjective view. I really do like to way this flows as is, but maybe my thoughts can be of some use.



Tara's right arm automatically reached over to hit the snooze button of her alarm clock; a subconscious and well-practiced manoeuvre that had been a problem on occasion and even more occasionally led to late arrival at class.


I like the imagery of Tara pulling herself awake. Regarding phrasing; you use “automatically” and then go on to use “subconscious” which is almost saying the same thing. I think you get the effect with just “subconscious”.

In terms of general character traits, I am just wondering if Tara would actually be pretty fastidious about getting to class? While I love the image of this intro scene I am just slightly questioning if Tara would let herself be late? I am not sure. Just a thought.

Just a small thing here. I am no expert on this. It doesn’t read badly but this just struck me a little. Perhaps others can give a more technical grammatical view. Or just tell me I am talking rubbish. But here’s the observation. You’ve got:

As the blonde's senses slowly came back to reality, she became aware of some unseen force pushing her down into the bed, preventing her from moving.


Which is present tense.

Then in the same paragraph switches to:

However, after her eyes had finally broken free of sleep and responded to the 'open' command from her brain, she had realised that the aforementioned force was in fact very visible and consisted of a sleeping redhead half-sprawled across the blonde's body.


Which seems more (just) past tense.

Then the paragraph ends back in present with
Tara's heartbeat doubled.


Oh goddess…she's asleep on top of me! Ohhh she's so gorgeous…I wonder if…stop it, Maclay! She's straight and it's just coincidence that she happened to end up over here. Dream on.


To this point, I am definitely thinking we’ve got a nice introduction. Tells us quickly about the opening relationship between W/T and gives some insights into worries and cares. I like the way both women have lots going on in their minds but aren’t necessarily voicing much of it.

Tara started to move, but realised that there was also a tangle of legs further down the bed that would take some serious repositioning to escape. There was also the matter of Willow's left arm being wrapped around the blonde's mid section.

How the hell did we end up like this? Goddess I hope she doesn't wake up with us like this…I don't want to scare her off.


That seems very Tara. Hopes and fears expressed simply.

The two girls had started on opposite sides of the bed the previous night, neither intending to do anything so bold as even touch each other.


This seems to contradict slightly with the description later about how they’d decided it would be best for Willow to stay because it was so late. The wording here seems to imply some kind of gentle intent for both girls. With what we’ve got to this point, there’s clear hope with Tara and we don’t know what Willow feels. Though later you take us through her thinking in real time so it seems less likely she at least consciously had thoughts like this at this juncture.

Do I dare to hope that this means something? That maybe she's attracted to me? No, surely not. No way. She ca--- oh goddess, my knee is touching her somewhere it shouldn't be! I've got to move. She'll freak out and leave if she wakes up…and goddess, I don't want her to leave. Ever.


Nice tone to Tara. I see her a little more confident in her thoughts and that comes through. Getting a nice sense of her strength of feeling, sensitivity and vulnerability. I am definitely getting a fully smitten girl here.

Tara again started to move, but froze when the redhead emitted a low, husky groan. Tara felt her centre starting to heat up at the sound, and she couldn't help staring at the redhead's lips.


I like the little observation there. That’s effective and shows a helplessness of feeling.

I wonder what it would be like to kiss her…that would be amazing. I could always just…no, she's asleep, I can't do that.


With this I am just wondering if the thought would even consciously enter Tara’s mind. She’s so respectful (fearful even?) of other’s feelings. The thing is, I can see the desire just in the fact she’s gazing at Willow’s lips.

Oh goddess I want her so badly. She's beautiful. Perfect, even.


I think I more see Tara aching for Willow in a way she can barely articulate. It would maybe come in waves of emotional turmoil. Highs at tiny smiles and lows if Willow misunderstands her or has to leave early for something. Maybe I am not explaining myself very well. I just wonder if she’d express her need/desire in quite such words even to herself. Also, there’s perhaps a pseudo sexual quality to the phrasing and I wonder if Tara would allow herself such thoughts? At least initially? I can imagine she might revel in the tiny things she loves about Willow and perhaps not dare to even imagine too much? I am not sure about this. Apologies if I am rambling here. It’s just a thought.

Willow awoke with a strange feeling that something was missing.

Like that a lot. It’s a quick switch of PoV but tells a lot. We’ve not known where Willow’s at and only had Tara’s conjecture to go on.

Added to that was the confusion of not knowing where she was. After a brief look at her surroundings and a 'wake up' command to her brain, she relaxed with a sigh. Tara's dorm room.


The wake-up phrasing somehow sounds too much like that used to describe Tara’s awakening. Though it was still really third person, somehow the phrasing used around Willow jumps out a little bit.

The two wiccans had fallen asleep after performing a spell the night before, and a few hours later they had awoken and after some contemplation decided that it would be easier for Willow to stay there than go back to her own dorm room. Hence they had ended up sharing a bed, as Tara had refused to let Willow sleep on the floor or in a chair or anywhere else for that matter.


See my point earlier about the reasons and intent of the stay over. Also this is the first point you’ve really given an indication of where physically we are. For people who don’t know the show, it might be a bit confusing. It may not be clear we’re in a university.

She smiled as she thought about Tara. They had only known each other for eight days now,


Where did eight come from? Is it significant?

At the same time, there always seemed to be something new to learn about Tara, and Willow had made it her task to continue that education.


That seems very in character for Willow. Ever the student.

I like the transition from sleepy late night conversation to dream. That works well.

Only I don't remember going to sleep…it was a dream, right? It must have been. Or maybe we did kiss and I passed out and then she freaked out and left and that's why she's not next to me now. Oh god what if that's what happened? What if I completely freaked her out? She's probably telling her friends how the gay computer nerd tried to kiss her in the middle of the night right now.


Seems pretty Willow to me and builds nicely on her confusion or post sleep haze. I can definitely see Willow working herself quickly into a panic.

No, she would never do that. She's too kind and gentle and sensitive and perfect in every way to do something that awful. Perfect in every way? Did I just think that? Well…I guess she is. I mean, there's nothing wrong with her. She's beautiful and intelligent and caring and sexy an-…sexy? Where did that come from? I s'pose she is though. Especially when she does that sort of lopsided grin and raises one eyebrow. Oh god that's sexy. There I go again with the 'Tara is sexy' thoughts. What the hell is all that about? It's not like I like Tara in that way. Okay, so maybe I do. But only a little. Only a very small amount. I'm lying to myself, it's a lot. I like her a lot. In a 'really like her a hell of a lot' kinda way.


Definitely like the internal struggle and where it leads.

Why can't life be normal for once? As if demons and apocalypses


Is it just me or were you making a deliberate allusion to the joke in the show about knowing the plural of apocalypse?

Rosenberg, your life is more complicated than quantum mechanics. But not always as much fun.

I do wonder if both Willow and Tara would refer to themselves by surname though?

"Um…l-look, I um…I have to, um, get to c-class." Tara managed; Willow's face dropped.
Aww. Simple but effective. Both girls thinking a lot and not saying enough.

"Um…I um…I-it's cool w-when you do that." The blonde admitted quietly. "But I h-have to go." Tara's head dipped a little as her shyness took over again.


And again with the Aww. I like her little admission of feeling.

Willow's face lit up. "Yeah, sure! I have a scoob-…um, some things to do this morning, but I can do lunch." She nodded emphatically.


I like the way Willow catches herself there.


Perhaps wiccans should be capitalised?

I think I spotted one typo. “Damnit”

I am definitely left wanting to know more and very curious as to where this could all go. I hope my comments were of some use. It is all subjective and meant constructively.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jun 04, 2005 6:16 am

Thanks for the feedback, some very good points. Exactly the kind of stuff I was looking for :)

I'll read in more detail and edit later tonight.

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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jun 04, 2005 1:42 pm

Just a small thing here. I am no expert on this. It doesn’t read badly but this just struck me a little. Perhaps others can give a more technical grammatical view. Or just tell me I am talking rubbish. But here’s the observation. You’ve got:

Quote:
As the blonde's senses slowly came back to reality, she became aware of some unseen force pushing her down into the bed, preventing her from moving.


Which is present tense.

Then in the same paragraph switches to:

Quote:
However, after her eyes had finally broken free of sleep and responded to the 'open' command from her brain, she had realised that the aforementioned force was in fact very visible and consisted of a sleeping redhead half-sprawled across the blonde's body.


Which seems more (just) past tense.

Then the paragraph ends back in present with
Quote:
Tara's heartbeat doubled.


I didn't get this at first, but looking at it again, yeah, those two 'hads' are out of place.

Quote:
The two girls had started on opposite sides of the bed the previous night, neither intending to do anything so bold as even touch each other.


This seems to contradict slightly with the description later about how they’d decided it would be best for Willow to stay because it was so late. The wording here seems to imply some kind of gentle intent for both girls. With what we’ve got to this point, there’s clear hope with Tara and we don’t know what Willow feels. Though later you take us through her thinking in real time so it seems less likely she at least consciously had thoughts like this at this juncture.


Yeah, thanks for that. Didn't really see the implied intentions at first. There are none of course, it's completely innocent at this stage, neither of them really thinking about going any further of course.

Quote:
I wonder what it would be like to kiss her…that would be amazing. I could always just…no, she's asleep, I can't do that.


With this I am just wondering if the thought would even consciously enter Tara’s mind. She’s so respectful (fearful even?) of other’s feelings.


True, I'm gonna change that a little - I think Tara thinking about kissing Willow at this stage is perhaps a step too far at the moment.
Quote:
Oh goddess I want her so badly. She's beautiful. Perfect, even.


I think I more see Tara aching for Willow in a way she can barely articulate. It would maybe come in waves of emotional turmoil. Highs at tiny smiles and lows if Willow misunderstands her or has to leave early for something. Maybe I am not explaining myself very well. I just wonder if she’d express her need/desire in quite such words even to herself. Also, there’s perhaps a pseudo sexual quality to the phrasing and I wonder if Tara would allow herself such thoughts? At least initially? I can imagine she might revel in the tiny things she loves about Willow and perhaps not dare to even imagine too much? I am not sure about this. Apologies if I am rambling here. It’s just a thought.


True, the 'want her' bit does imply sexually, which isn't what I wanted to imply at this stage.


See my point earlier about the reasons and intent of the stay over. Also this is the first point you’ve really given an indication of where physically we are. For people who don’t know the show, it might be a bit confusing. It may not be clear we’re in a university.


Yeah, I'll put a bit in earlier in the "Tara Section" explaning where they are. Sometimes I just see things so vividly in my mind I just assume that the reader can see the same, y'know?

Where did eight come from? Is it significant?


No, just a random number that seemed about right. Will change it to 'week and a bit' or something.

Quote:
Why can't life be normal for once? As if demons and apocalypses


Is it just me or were you making a deliberate allusion to the joke in the show about knowing the plural of apocalypse?


Kind of...I'm gonna change that to 'apocalypsi' anyway, it sounds more fun to me :) Or should it have two 'i's?

And as for the typo, Word thinks that 'Damnit' is right and 'Dammit' is wrong...is there some other spelling? Or should it be separated out to 'Damn it'?


The other thing that I want to ask here is: does the dialogue SOUND like Will and Tara? Can you hear them saying it, or do you have to consciously 'apply' their accents/images to it? I've always found that the fics that I enjoy most are those where I don't need to imagine the characters saying stuff, the image is already there if you know what I mean. I don't have to stretch to imagine the characters saying certain things. Like, I spotted a "s'pose" in there which should have been a "guess". Little things like that.

Nitpick to your heart's content!

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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Sat Jun 04, 2005 1:53 pm

I think the dialogue does sound natural for the characters. I should have mentioned before that I thought you have a good handle on the necessary Americanisms and use of language. It comes over fine to my ears.

Word seems to make odd suggestions sometimes. For fic I make sure I turn the language to US English which helps spot a few things. I also wonder if the US speak would actually be "Darn it" rather than "Damn it". Any native speakers care to suggest?
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jun 04, 2005 3:04 pm

Okay, next part for digestion coming up. I think I'm finally happy with the first bit, but I'll let it sit and stagnate for a while until I feel I'm ready to post it on Pens.

So, the next part...here starteth the main plot. Here also introduceth the other scoobies. Except Anya, I'm having trouble really fitting her into this story.

I think the main thing I'm worried about here is whether my Xander is 'Xander enough'. I'm having trouble seeing him saying some of the dialogue, but not entirely sure how to rectify it.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jun 04, 2005 3:23 pm

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"So, Giles man, what's kicking?" the carpenter asked as he sat down on the watcher's couch.

"Nothing in particular is 'kicking' at the moment, Xander, which is why I'm a little concerned. Vampire activity seems to have diminished down to a few strays, and frankly the demon population appears to be staying indoors. It's as if they're expecting an apocalypse." he mused, his brow furrowing.

"And we all the know what that means" Willow interjected, "WE should be expecting an apocalypse."

"Agreed, but I'm at a complete loss as to what we may be up against this time." Giles sounded a little deflated.

"Has anyone hit Willy's place yet?" the slayer questioned.

"Not yet. However I was about to perhaps suggest that and picking Spike's two brain cells as your first courses of action."

"Great, Spike's brain. Something I'd rather not be picking." Buffy made a face.

"I don't think there would be much to pick, Buff." Xander grinned.

"Be that as it may he might have information, so unfortunately we will have to talk to him. And I believe I have already made that quip, Xander." The watcher noted, somewhat smugly.

"Damnit, outdone by the British guy." Xander sighed in mock defeat.

"Great." Buffy huffed "Haven't we got any other information?"

Giles put down his tea. "That's why I called this meeting. I ran into an old friend last night who was…well, not quite himself any more. In fact he seemed to have gone completely off his rocker. Insane. He was babbling a lot." He clarified. "However, what I did manage to get out of him was that there was something both powerful and ancient, and apparently also physically large coming to Sunnydale, and that it may even be here already." Giles' face twisted in confusion for a second. "He mentioned dwarves as well. Whether that was even related I couldn’t tell, I mean the man was incoherent most of the time, but it is one of the few things that I could pick out."

"Dwarves aren't physically big, Giles. And besides, isn't there some politically correct term we should be using for people with growth…um…difficulties?" The slayer pointed out.

"I don't think we should make too much of the dwarf reference. It doesn't seem to fit, but it may be worth keeping in mind. Either way, I'm going to do a little research because it appears to be the only solid, albeit vague, piece of information that we have." The watcher reached for his tea again.

"OK, so the plan is that Buffy terrorises Willy and Spike, Giles does research…anything we can do?" Xander asked

"I'm afraid there isn't really much, Xander. I mean, I don't even know where to start with the dwarf lead, much less give you any research to do. Just keep your eyes and ears open I suppose."

"Right then. I'm gonna go wake up Spike. See you guys tonight?" Buffy asked.

"Sure."

"Yeah."

"Indeed."

The Slayer left and Giles headed for the bookshelf. Xander looked around the room, his eyes coming to rest on Willow.

"Will, you ok? You're being sorta quiet today." He questioned softly.

"I'm fine. Just…kinda trying to work some things out, y'know?"

"If you need to talk, Will…"

"I know. Thanks Xander, but I'm fine, really." It was a lie and she knew it. The morning's happenings had thoroughly thrown the redhead off balance. The big question hung over her head, hanging off which were a thousand other questions.

Am I really attracted to other girls? Is it just a passing thing or is it lifelong? Do I tell the gang? How would they take it? What do I say to Tara? She'll freak. The gang would freak. I can't tell them. I don't even know what to tell them. I mean, I think I'm falling in love with Tara…but she's only one girl. Oh god I'm falling in love?!?! Does that make me…gay? or do I have to fall in love with lots of girls? Is there a point beyond which one becomes gay or is it possible to be 'kinda gay'?

Willow's mind went off on it's own mission to figure out what the hell was going on within itself and what it all meant. As a result, it took her some time to realise that Xander was still trying to get her attention.

"WILL!" The carpenter's voice finally cut through her train of thought.

"Huh?" Willow's eyebrows shot up in surprise as her brain registered the shout from her friend.

"Right, we're going to talk about whatever it is that's got you so down. The Xan-man needs to know what's going on in his favourite computer hacker's brain right now, so that he can help, 'kay?"

"Xander-" The redhead started in protest.

"No argument. What's on your mind?"

Willow sighed, giving in at last. "I…um…this is kinda hard to explain. I think I kinda…have a crush on someone."

"That doesn't sound too hard to explain from where I'm sat. So who's the lucky guy? And why the long face? Does he have a girlfriend already?" Xander's forehead creased. "Ahhh…it's not…me again, right?"

Willow laughed a little at the barrage of questions. "No, Xander, not you. And, um, it's a little more complicated than that." The hacker's laugh turned into a frown.

"The guy isn't a werewolf?" he checked, trying to pre-empt most of the 'complicated' avenues he could think of.

"Um, no. The guy isn't…"

"A vampire?"

"A guy."

"Huh?"

Willow closed her eyes and took the plunge. "It's a girl."

"Again, I say - huh? Come again?" The carpenter thought he had misheard.

"It's a…girl. Xander, I have a crush…on a girl." She waited for the inevitable freak-out to follow.

"…And?"

"And you're not freaked?" A tinge of hope was audible in Willow's voice, her face contorting into a hopeful question.

"Why would I be? It's not like I have any say in who you should like, right?" Xander pointed out.

"I guess." Willow didn't sound convinced.

"And some people around here have dated - and are still dating - stranger beings than someone of the same sex, Will. So…is she hot?" Xander's grin grew even wider; Willow's cheeks grew even redder as a smile started to spread across her face.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Xander. And…um…yeah. Totally. Like, drop-dead gorgeous. Perfect, in fact." An ear-to-ear grin finally complete itself, images of the blonde wiccan floating in front of her mind's eye.

"And does she know you like her?" Xander probed, fishing for information.

"Not exactly…" She admitted, her grin vanishing as rapidly as it had appeared.

"Ahah! The classic fear-of-rejection scenario!" He declared triumphantly. "Now made doubly worse by the whole 'she's a girl and so am I' thing, right?" He added more softly. He was acutely aware of the fact that although Giles was in the kitchen and probably out of earshot, Willow wouldn't want any of this broadcasting to the nation.

"Yeah." Willow was surprised that Xander had hit the nail right on the head so early on. "I mean, I'm not even sure what's going on myself, and I totally don't think she'd be interested in someone like me. I mean, she could have any guy she wants. Why would she even want a girl, never mind little ol' me?"

"Hey, you're gonna stop with that okay? You don't know that she's like that. Straight, I mean." He thought for a second. "Will, this is only my opinion, and let's face it I'm not exactly Mr. Smooth Love-God, but I think the first thing you gotta do is find out if she might be interested in girls too. Or if she is at least open to the idea of it. Worry about the other part after that, OK? And besides, a lot of people would be interested in you."

"But how do I do that? And no they wouldn't." The redhead's voice sounded almost defeated already.

"Will, if even your brain can't come up with a way of subtly hinting at that question in a conversation, then I don't think it's physically possible. Besides which, I'm sure there's plenty of people out there who manage without telepathy. And yes they would." He replied.

"Xander I can't just say 'let's try this new spell oh and by the way do you like to kiss girls? Wanna kiss me?'" She pointed out.

"So she's a witch too?" Xander's eyebrow raised a little at that.
Willow cursed herself for the slip. She didn't know why, but she felt the need to keep Tara secret from the gang. It was too late now though, Xander had figured it out.

"Yeah. She's really powerful, and we connect so well when we do spells and stuff…it's amazing Xander. But…but how do I do it? How do I ask her?" The redhead's voice wavered in uncertainty and fear.

"So you're friends already? Will, I'm sure you can figure it out. Maybe process of elimination? If she doesn't talk about guys…" Xander shrugged "Who knows?"

"I guess." She's never mentioned having a boyfriend…even when I told her about Oz…

Finally the redhead admitted defeat. "OK, I'll try. But Xander, can you keep this to yourself? I don't even know where I'm going with this myself yet, and I don't even know if I want to tell Buffy or the others. I'm not even sure if I'm…" - she took a deep breath - "Gay." There, I said it.

"Totally cool Will, this man's lips are superglued. I totally get it, this is one of things you need to work out yourself. I mean, I wouldn't know, but I think coming out to everyone could be classed as a Pretty Big Deal. If you are gonna." He added.

"Yeah, definitely. Thanks, Xander." She smiled.

"No problem. This is what friends are for, OK?" He asked for the understanding of his words.

"OK." Willow replied a little sheepishly, catching the gentle chastisement in his voice.

"I'm glad you told me, Will. Keeping secrets? Never good." The carpenter checked his watch. "I gotta go, Anya will be going wild by now." He hugged the redhead and went over to pick his bag up from the kitchen.

That wasn't so bad. He didn't freak. That's good I think. At least I can talk to someone about it now.

Willow looked at her watch and realised that she would be also late for her lunch with Tara if she didn't move now. She collected her things and headed for the door, telling Giles that she had a meeting, giving Xander a significant glance. He returned it with a confused look at first, and the realisation dawned and he gave her a 'thumbs up' and mouthed "Go for it" at her. She smiled and left for the campus.

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Tara practically ran out of her last class towards the canteen, eventually slowing to a speed-walk as she realised how crowded the corridors were.

Oh goddess I get to see her again in…-she checked her watch- seventeen minutes thirty-four seconds. Ohhhh…she's so amazing. How lucky am I to even know her?

She slowed down a little so as not to crash into anyone as she entered the canteen. She found a table and sat down, thinking of the redhead she was waiting for. Her eyes were glued to the door, awaiting the entry of the girl she was hopelessly in love with. She fiddled nervously with her sleeves as her brain played over the morning's events.

Finally Willow came charging into the canteen, and lacking in the restraint that Tara had shown, unfortunately failed to slow down in time before colliding with another student, ending in the student flattened against the doorframe and the redhead skidding along the floor on her back. Tara was at Willow's side in seconds flat, helping her up. Thankfully, nothing was spilled or dropped, and apologies were exchanged and the girls retreated to the table.

"A-are you OK?" The blonde asked, scanning the redhead's body for signs of injury.

"I'm fine, just a little bruised ego." Willow blushed, thoroughly embarrassed.

"Yeah, I th-think the whole, um, canteen saw that." The blonde added with a disarming smile.

"Just my luck." The redhead smiled back sadly.

"S-seriously, are you OK? You sound kinda, um, down." The blonde's brow creased in concern.

"I'm alright, really." The redhead took a deep breath. "Um, Tara?"

"Yes?"

"This morning…" Willow stopped dead, at a loss for words. She wanted to apologise, but had anything actually happened? She wasn't entirely sure, it was difficult to figure out what was real and what was not; the dream had been so vivid.

"I…um…did I…get a little…carried away last night?" the redhead cringed as she asked the question.

Tara battled with her thoughts. Oh goddess…what do I say to that? Yes or no? Did she get carried away? What counts as getting carried away? Does wrapping her arms around me and snuggling right up to me count? And what are the implications of saying yes? That I enjoyed it (which I did…thoroughly)? Or if I say no, then what? We just gloss over it like it never happened? And if that happens then it might never happen agai-

"Yes." The words were out of her mouth before she had even finished considering the options. Willow's face dropped in mortification.

"For…um…how long?" The redhead needed to know how long she had stayed lip-locked with the blonde - how much damage had been done, how far they had gone.

"Most of the night I think." Tara replied, remembering vague memories of feeling the redhead's arm snake across her middle only shortly after she had drifted off.

"Most of the night?" Willow's eyes went like saucers, before she dropped them in embarrassment. "I've never…ah done that before. I mean, I have, but not with someone who is a girl and oh, god I'm so sorry and have every right to be totally disgusted and hate me an-"

"It's okay, Will. Stuff like that happens." Tara's eyes dropped. It sounded like the redhead was having serious regret issues about the whole thing. To Tara it didn't seem that big of a deal - sometimes friends just snuggle up by accident. It happened, no big deal...

But Willow's mind was on a completely different train to oblivion. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean…I mean I did, but not in that way, and there was this dream, and I don't know what it meant but we were…and then we…and I…oh god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it to happen. I should never have done it." The redhead's voice was wavering in fear now.

She...she's regretting even touching me. Oh goddess that hurts. A tear started it's trek down Tara's cheek, and her head dropped forwards to hide her face behind the shield of her hair.

"Oh god you're crying! I freaked you out and I know you're not like that and everything and I'm really sorry, OK?" Willow was pleading for forgiveness. She hated seeing the blonde cry, and wanted to stop it in any way possible.

Meanwhile, Tara was searching for something to say to ease the tension between them, and finally decided it was too much for the moment. She needed time to think and digest.

"I-I've got to g-g-go. I have, um, some work to d-do." She stammered, standing up and picking up her bag.

"Tara…" Willow called in dismay as the blonde turned to head for the door.

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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jun 11, 2005 2:08 pm

And some more for ye...


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Way to go, Willow, you've totally scared her off now. She'll probably never speak to you again. What was I thinking? Yeah, why not just admit it? I kissed you in the middle of the night. What a great idea that was.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks before she even reached the canteen doorway. She looked up as a familiar voice called her name.

"Will?"

"Oh, Xander!" She fell into him, embracing him in a tight hug in the corridor

"And hey, well hello to you too." He lowered his voice a little. "I'm guessing this is all related to the girl you were telling me about, huh?"

"Mfnyeah." The redhead sniffled out, sobbing into Xander's shirt.

"OK, lets get you home then you can tell me what happened, right?" He urged quietly.

"'Kay" she blubbered, letting go of him slightly.

They finally got through the door of the dorm room, and Willow flopped down on the bed, tears still streaming down her face.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked gently.

"I dunno. I guess it might help." She sniffled.

"OK, so start at the beginning, and the Xan-man will listen." He smiled reassuringly. Willow relayed the story.

"So let me get this right, you said you think you kissed her…and she confirmed it, and then she made a sharp exit?"

"Pretty much." The redhead couldn't help thinking that she was missing something.


"Will, have you thought about the possibility that maybe she likes you as well? And that maybe you were coming across all 'I didn't want to kiss you' and that is what made her all teary? I think she might have left because she didn't want to cry in front of you, not because she was freaked out or anything. I mean she said she wasn't freaked, right?"

"Yeah." Willow considered it for a minute, trying to fit it in with the other details of the encounter. I guess it's possible…but should I even think about getting my hopes up? I can't believe that she would like me that much. No, definitely not. I mean, we still barely know each other.

Xander thought for a moment, remembering the shy blonde girl he had seen crying as she ran out of the canteen shortly before he had found Willow. Two and two slowly collided in his brain to create the number four. "Will…what does this girl look like?"

"Huh?"

"What does she look like?"

"Um…she has this great blonde hair with kinda zig-zaggy roots, amazing blue eyes, an-"

Xander interrupted before she could finish her sentence. "Will, I saw a girl with zigzaggy roots running out of the canteen crying her eyes out just before I saw you today."

"Huh?" The redhead found that hard to believe.

"Yeah, she charged out of the canteen practically raining on the floor. I just assumed she'd split up with her boyfriend or something."

"You…you think that was her?" she asked incredulously

"Well, the timing figures, and she fits the description. And imagine if Tara had just told you that she'd kissed you the night before, but it didn't mean anything and you regret it…wouldn't you run out of the room in tears?"

Some of the doubt cleared from Willow's mind. "I guess. But I meant it, Xander. I wanted it to happen when it did, I just…it wasn't a conscious thing."

"Yeah, but that's not how it came across to her, Will. You said 'I didn't consciously mean to do it', but she probably heard 'I didn't mean anything by it'. It's a subtle difference, but enough to change the whole meaning. Will, you need to tell this girl how you feel. That's the only way you can know for sure. There's only so much I can figure out from what you're telling me, and you've got so much going on up there" - he tapped his head - "that you're not picking up the obvious signs. You need to find out for certain what the girl thinks of you. And by the way, she's cute."

"Okay. And yeah, isn't she great?" A dreamy smile crossed Willow's face as she thought about the blonde.

"Someone in this room has fallen head over heels in love…" he teased.

"Xander, Anya won't be happy…" the redhead said with mock seriousness.

"Are you implying that I'm cheating on my favourite ex-vengeance demon? OK, so both of us are in love. Deal?"

"OK."

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"Hello?" A sleepy Willow answered into the phone.

"Ah, Willow, it's Giles; I'm calling another meeting. We've got some new information we need to review and research. Can you come over to the Magic Box in an hour or so?" The watcher asked.

"Yeah, I guess so. News on a big bad?" She wiped her eyes, which still felt sore.

"As a matter of fact yes. It appears that Spike overheard something interesting about a prophecy. Buffy's dragging him over here as we speak, although lord knows he's hardly the most reliable of sources." Giles' voice took on a slight note of exasperation at the mention of the vampire.

"You think he's lying? Probably trying to get us into more trouble?" The redhead deducted

"I don't know to be honest Willow, and I wouldn't put it past him at all, but unfortunately at the moment we need all the information we can get. See you in an hour?"

Willow looked at the clock. "Sure. I'll bring donuts."

"I shouldn't bother, Xander has already taken that most important of American rituals upon himself for today. See you in a bit." The watcher rang off.

"OK, bye."

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A short while later Willow arrived at the Magic Box with mochas on hand - even though Xander had taken on Donut Duty, she decided that Mochas were always a good idea.

"Hey guys." She greeted the others. A chorus of "Hey Will" and "Hey" greeted her. The gang were already seated around the research table with their heads buried in books and hands reaching for donuts. "No Buffy yet?"

"No, apparently some gambling partners of Spike's have appeared and they've had to take a somewhat roundabout route to avoid them. Probably didn't help that it's daytime either." Giles spoke from the counter. No sooner had he finished the sentence than Buffy pushed a smoking Spike through the back door and into the shop.

"Hey, you coulda been a bit more gentle with me. For god's sake I've just got you some good info. Give a man some respect."

"I'm sure we would if you qualified as a man." Giles quipped.

"I don't have to tell you this you know. I'm only doing this so that you lot owe me a favour." The vampire grumbled.

"Actually, if you don't tell us, I'll stake you." Buffy reminded him.

"So spill already." Xander added.

"Right, well." Spike adjusted his ever-present leather coat. "Thing is, there's been a few rumours knocking about of late that are scaring the crap out of everyone."

"Go on" Giles prodded

"People are saying that there's something big and powerful coming here. Some are saying that it's already here." The vampire looked satisfied with himself.

"And? We already know that bit. You said something about a prophecy." The Slayer asked

"Well, yeah. There is that, but I don't believe much of it." He sniffed.

"Spike, just tell us and get it over with so that you can leave please." The watcher moaned, taking a sweeping look over the ceiling of the shop, suddenly finding the rafters infinitely more interesting than the conversation with Spike.

"Yeah, well, the prophecy goes like this:" - he cleared his throat for dramatic effect, and put on an acting voice - "'the Scaled One will descend from above and dwell below, sleeping until it shall rise anew and…and'…uh…damn what's the next bit…rise anew and…rise…rise…oh yeah, 'and claim it's treasure on the fourth night of the awakening.' Then there's something about an Eye that I didn't catch. Then it says 'the Slayer will battle the Scaled One and many shall fall and burn under it's wrath. The battle will be lost.'" He declared triumphantly, shooting Buffy an evil grin.

"That sounds kinda apocalyptic." Willow noted

"Again." Added Xander

"Quite" Giles replied absently, furiously trying to write down the prophecy before anyone forgot it. "And you're sure that's what it said, Spike?"

"Yeah, pretty much. Although the guy who told me it was speaking French and I'm a bit rusty. Been too long since I was in Paris…" He seemed to drift off into a memory at that point before snapping out of it. "So yeah I might have lost a bit in translation, but that was the gist of it."

"I think our first action should be to determine exactly who this 'Scaled One' is, and find out exactly what he, she, or it has come to Sunnydale for. Perhaps we could even try and find a complete version of the prophecy, as I can't say that Spike's version sounds particularly accurate." The watcher shot the vampire a glance.

"But let's just get this straight - you owe me a favour now, right?" Spike asked. Silence greeted him. "Fine, that’s the last time I help you lot out with information. Ungrateful buggers." He grabbed his blanket and ran out of the shop.

"Well, it's a start." Willow said "I should look up this scaled guy on the net I think, see if I can come up with anything about descending and rising. There was a lot of up and down in that prophecy, it's like the yo-yo of all prophecies."

"Yes indeed, what a fantastic analogy, comparing a probably thousands of years old prophecy to a moulded plastic toy on a piece of string…but perhaps that infernal machine of yours could turn up some answers. In the meantime I'm heading back to my place to pick up some books I have that may help. If the rest of you could start looking for any prophecy that matches, I would be most grateful."

"Great, the research part. Why can't we just fight something without research for once?" Buffy pouted.

"I kinda like this bit. Exercises the brain, you know?" Willow said, firing up her browser.

"Yeah, if you like staring at pencil drawings and Latin all day." The Slayer growled.
The gang sat in silence for a while, mostly buried in books and Willow searching the net for any reference to a scaled creature that would register as a Big Bad.

"You don't think it's another Mayor-type thing again do you Buffy? I am SO done with huge snakes."

"I dunno Will. I guess we'll find out."

"Buffy, if this prophecy comes true, we lose the fight. It said 'the battle will be lost'. That can't be a good thing."

"Yeah I'm kinda worried about that too. But we don't know how accurate Spike's version is. I mean, maybe that's just the first battle of many. Maybe I kick it's ass in the end."

"That sounds much more like the kind of prophecy I can get along with."

"Or maybe Spike's just saying that to get up your nose." Xander pointed out.

The bell above the door tinkled as Giles walked in. "I think I may have it. The prophecy, that is."

"Oh, you found it?" Willow asked excitedly

Giles opened a book at a marked page: "Yes, here it is look: 'And the Great Scaled One will descend from above and dwell below, sleeping until it shall rise anew and claim it's treasure on the fourth night of the awakening' …it's not complete though. This translation was taken from an ancient Sumerian tablet that was broken in two during a large battle, the rest of it is thought to have been destroyed by chariot wheels and hooves. The 'awakening' part was the last decipherable word on the tablet. However it does look as if Spike's memory is accurate so far."

The doorbell clinked, and as Willow looked up she froze. Tara had just walked in.

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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Sun Jun 12, 2005 5:43 am

You might want to give thought to if terms like “watcher” and “slayer” should be capitalised.

expecting an apocalypse." he mused, his brow furrowing.


I believe you need a comma instead of a full-stop for these type of situations. The above would become:

expecting an apocalypse," he mused, his brow furrowing.

Similarly for

"And we all the know what that means" Willow interjected, "WE should be expecting an apocalypse."


"Not yet. However I was about to perhaps suggest that and picking Spike's two brain cells as your first courses of action."


I am not clear if this is meant to be simple denigration of Spike or if you’re telling the reader that Spike is stupid. If you’re following the canon, I am not sure it’s quite that simple. Although Spike is extremely self-centred, and has done some pretty stupid stuff, we’ve also seen him be very observant and perspicacious on occasion. Consider Something Blue where Spike sarcastically tells Buffy and Giles how blind they are to Willow’s pain. Also The Yoko Factor where Spike spots Tara affectionately twiddling a lock of Willow’s hair and immediately sees how to capitalise on it. Even if he’s not better than average intelligence, he’s been around long enough to have seen and learned a lot about human nature.

In the following text you again tell us Spike’s not that bright. I think the tone does nicely convey the contempt they have for Spike, but it maybe it’s too strongly emphasising his lack of mental capacity?

Also, sometimes Buffy’s mood tends to be quite polarised with Spike. It’s not always clear cut hate.

Giles put down his tea.


Just a scene setting point; when did he pick it up? What kind of cup was it? What kind of tea was it?

there was something both powerful and ancient, and apparently also physically large coming to Sunnydale, and that it may even be here already."


Someone will have to remind me the proper rules on Oxford comma’s, but normally I thought that you want to comma separate each item in a list except for the last which will be preceded by “and”. So the above could become:

…”there was something powerful, ancient and apparently physically large…”

With the babbling associate of Giles, I am wondering why he was babbling. I am wondering where Giles met him and how he managed to extract what information he did. The only thing we’re told about the experience is the words that were exchanged. Nothing about the setting. It stands out a little.

When you go on to mention dwarves, Buffy reacts very quickly, immediately very familiar with the concept. Would she really jump straight to the non-PC reference you mention? I am not sure.


"I don't think we should make too much of the dwarf reference. It doesn't seem to fit, but it may be worth keeping in mind. Either way, I'm going to do a little research because it appears to be the only solid, albeit vague, piece of information that we have." The watcher reached for his tea again.


I am wondering if Giles would be this glib with information. What about:

“, I'm going to do a little research because it appears to be the only information we have.”

You might want to be clearer on the timeframe angles. The fact Willy is still there makes it a bit unclear to me at least.

The Slayer left and Giles headed for the bookshelf. Xander looked around the room, his eyes coming to rest on Willow.

"Will, you ok? You're being sorta quiet today." He questioned softly.


For situations like that, it might be clearer to concatenate the two:

The Slayer left and Giles headed for the bookshelf. Xander looked around the room, his eyes coming to rest on Willow. "Will, you ok? You're being sorta quiet today." He questioned softly.

Keeps it clearer who’s talking. You’ve done this elsewhere.

Am I really attracted to other girls? Is it just a passing thing or is it lifelong? Do I tell the gang? How would they take it? What do I say to Tara? She'll freak. The gang would freak. I can't tell them. I don't even know what to tell them. I mean, I think I'm falling in love with Tara…but she's only one girl. Oh god I'm falling in love?!?! Does that make me…gay? or do I have to fall in love with lots of girls? Is there a point beyond which one becomes gay or is it possible to be 'kinda gay'?


I like the rounding off to this paragraph. Regarding the opening, Willow seems to contradict herself by posing the first question and then immediately leaping on as if the answer to the first point is “yes.” I can see that because she’s not necessarily thinking clearly. I just scans a little unevenly perhaps. Also I am wondering if her first thought about talking about it would be which individual to talk to rather than if she should talk to the gang. I can see her wondering if she could/should talk to Buffy or Xander. Or even Anya who’s more experienced in life than the lot of them.

In terms of phrasing, you fairly consistently refer to Xander as “the carpenter”. Which is fair enough. Just a couple of points though. When it’s from Willow’s PoV, would she think of him in those terms? Also, again referring to timelines, we’ve not clearly established that he’s pursuing the carpentry.

Just an observation on reference to Willow. Would Xander think of her as “the hacker”? He might. Equally I wonder if he’d even know what a hacker is. Would be more likely think of her in terms of her magickal abilities or simply as his friend, confidant etc.

I think Xander can be quite staccato sometimes. Maybe things like:

"Again, I say - huh? Come again?"

Could be more like:

"Again, I say – huh?" or “Again with the huh?!”
"And some people around here have dated - and are still dating - stranger beings than someone of the same sex,


That being the case, Buffy might be a little gentler when talking about Spike.

"And does she know you like her?" Xander probed, fishing for information.


Sort of says the same thing twice. To probe and to fish are really the same thing.

never mind little ol' me?"


Bit Southern there? Maybe a tad anyway. I am trying to think if I’ve heard Willow speak like that. Not sure. I can kind of see her going all kittenish and speaking that way.

The mention of telepathy as Xander tries to encourage Willow she can find out Tara’s orientation or preference feels a little awkward. I am unclear what you’re suggesting.

I like the way you naturally build up to the little slip about Tara being a Wiccan.

"Totally cool Will, this man's lips are super glued. I totally get it, this is one of things you need to work out yourself. I mean, I wouldn't know, but I think coming out to everyone could be classed as a Pretty Big Deal. If you are gonna." He added.


I think Xander’s getting ahead of things there. Maybe keep it minimal. E.g.: "Totally cool Will, this man's lips are super glued.” Followed by a tight lipped gesture.

"No problem. This is what friends are for, OK?" He asked for the understanding of his words.

I hear “That’s” rather than “This”. I see him searching her expression for confirmation of understanding rather than actually saying the words. Just a thought.

At this point, I’ve just realised, I am not sure where we are. Where’s the “Kitchen?”

Given Willow’s lunching with Tara, might she have alluded to that when talking to Xander? Or would he have asked when she’s seeing her next? Willow might have been extra nervous about their lunch knowing that she’s going to ask the question.

Oh goddess I get to see her again in…-she checked her watch- seventeen minutes thirty-four seconds. Ohhhh…she's so amazing. How lucky am I to even know her?


That’s sweet, but you could possibly go a little more understated. The first sentence tells us how excited she is. Also, are you implying she’s wearing a digital watch if she can count seconds that accurately? I can’t remember if we’ve seen Tara wearing a watch, but I am sure it would be analogue…

Also, you may want to drop the initial ellipsis so you just have the watch checking part in hyphen, i.e.:

Oh goddess I get to see her again in-she checked her watch- seventeen minutes thirty-four seconds. Ohhhh…she's so amazing. How lucky am I to even know her?

When Tara goes to sit, would she perhaps scan around for a table to sit at that would allow her to make sure she didn’t miss Willow? I can think she’d be paranoid about not seeing her or not being seen. I can see her standing trying to work out where to sit. Every little thing becomes a big thing.

Where you’ve got Tara rushing to Willow’s aid, it looks very fast, almost fast forward. It’s not clear how far away she is and how easy it is for her to get past tables and chairs to help Willow up. Maybe a bit more layout description?

I like Tara’s response to Willow about getting carried away. It betrays her fear rather than her hope.

She...she's regretting even touching me. Oh goddess that hurts. A tear started it's trek down Tara's cheek, and her head dropped forwards to hide her face behind the shield of her hair.


You could drop the it hurts phrasing. The tear is more powerful and says it all. Also, you want “its” rather than “it’s”.

I like that whole scene, but I am just wondering if Willow might make small talk for longer before diving in?

In the next part…

We’ve not been told what Xander’s doing on campus? What’s his reason? He was usually there for specific reasons.

"'Kay" she blubbered, letting go of him slightly.

They finally got through the door of the dorm room, and Willow flopped down on the bed, tears still streaming down her face.


You might want to introduce a double line space to indicate the passage of time between scenes.

Also, you might want to consider your use of adverbs here. Letting go of high slightly is unclear. She could loosen her grip perhaps instead. I think that makes it a bit clearer.

I am not sure if Xander would refer to himself as “Xan-man” when he’s really clear that Willow’s very upset. I see him being all focussed on her, just encouraging her to speak.

"Hello?" A sleepy Willow answered into the phone.


Is it early morning or late at night?

“gambling”. I hear “gamblin’”

“rumours”

If you’re going for US English, you want “rumors”

After we hear about the Prophecy, I see Willow’s first reaction as for Buffy rather than the world.

The determination of the Scaled One; maybe it’s just me but it seems clear enough from the description that at least one of the gang would jump to the conclusion. Burning under wrath says quite a lot. Also you’ve got another “it’s” that needs to be “its.” You only want the apostrophe if you substituting for a letter.

I like the touch about multi-lingual Spike, but again this clashes with him being described as not that bright. I see more general contempt and loathing than them actually seeing him as dumb.

Nice ending! I want to know how they patch it up??!!

I am a bit concerned the dragon references are more obvious than you probably want them to be.

I do like the whole premise of a misunderstood prophecy. Lost in Translation is right.

I hope you continue!
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sun Jun 12, 2005 6:10 am

Thanks for all that, I'll look more when I get back, but just a note, in school I was taught that you use an apostrophe if something belongs to another word - i.e. "it's" means that something belongs to it, e.g. you wouldn't write "Buffys", you'd write "Buffy's" of course. Am I wrong in this context? Doesn't the trek belong to the tear (in a literary sense)? "

"A tear started it's trek" looks more 'right' to me than "A tear started its trek".

I dunno, maybe I'm wrong. I'm just thinking that if I had written it like: "The tear's trek", it would have an apostrophe, yet mean the same thing.


And I'm gonna stick with UK english for now because I'll forget to keep changing the spellings if I don't :) I'm from the UK so it's more natural for me to write that way.

And the capitalization issue: I will be going through all 'Watcher' 'Slayer' 'Wiccan' etc etc references and capitalising them at some point. I just haven't yet.

And you're right - a major flaw I have is that I don't describe the setting enough. Thanks for pointing that one out, I just assume that the reader can see in their mind's eye what I can, which is of course wrong :)
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby raspberryhat » Sun Jun 12, 2005 8:17 am

You're right in general terms, but the rules are different in this situation.

"it's" is short "it is" not it belongs to.

Have a look at this reference for more explanation.
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Postby raspberryhat » Sun Jun 12, 2005 8:18 am

There's also this thread for a more wide roaming discussion on grammar:

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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sun Jun 12, 2005 11:28 am

wow...22 years of speaking and writing the language and I've been getting it wrong all this time :)

It looks like it's a bit of an exception to the rule though, which is probably what confused me a little.

Ah well, you learn something new every day :)
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Postby raspberryhat » Sun Jun 12, 2005 11:34 am

:) It took me longer than that to realise...
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Wed Jun 22, 2005 4:10 pm

Okay, it's gonna take me a little longer than anticipated to add more to this because festival season just kicked off at work - which means I average a 16 hour day every day (including weekends) until the end of august. Oh, the joys of the events business.

I will try to post some more stuff for betaing soon though.
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Postby raspberryhat » Thu Jun 23, 2005 11:29 am

That's cool. More marinating time.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Mon Jun 27, 2005 12:50 pm

I'm wondering if maybe I should write everything from the beginning of Hush (mostly 'missing scenes' of course) instead of jumping in sometime afterwards.

I'm thinking that maybe starting the fic after it has already diverged from canon is maybe a bad move. I think I should probably explain how they got to the opening scene...

Or maybe not. Does it work as it is, or does it really need more introduction?

If it doesn't, I won't bother.

Or maybe I might do a prequel later on or something...I dunno.
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby The_Lord_J » Sat Jul 09, 2005 1:56 pm

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The blonde stopped dead.

"H-Hey" She managed. Oh goddess what is she doing here? Of course, she's a witch, she has every right to be in a magic shop, stupid…

"Hey" Willow managed to croak out, slowly standing up.

Buffy looked between the two girls. "So who's-" She started, but was stopped short by the stern look Xander shot her and everyone else in the room. "What?" she mouthed at him. Xander just shook his head, mouthing 'not now'. The Slayer folded her arms. Something was going on and no-one was telling her what. That made her both nervous and agitated. And a little angry.

"Um, Tara, we need to talk." The redhead said quietly, her eyes flicking between the floor and Tara's eyes.

Talk? She wants to talk? Is that good or bad? I should at least stay in the room instead of running away like an idiot...again. Oh goddess she's wearing that cute shirt with the kitten on it. She looks gorgeous…oh wow she's coming this way…

Willow guided Tara into a seat at a table by the window and sat her down, taking up a place next to her.

"Tara, in the canteen yesterday, I…I…some of what I said came out wrong." Willow mentally slapped herself for the unintentional pun. "I mean, some of what I said wasn't what I meant."

Tara looked out from under her hair. Not what she meant? Huh? That can only be bad, right?

"When I said that I didn't mean it…"

Oh goddess…


"That was kinda wrong. I mean, it was right, but in the wrong way."

No…please no…

"I mean, I've never kissed someone like that before and I don't know what I was thinking, I just did it, completely freaked you - and me - out in the process and although I didn't plan it or want it to happen, it did and I wouldn't regret it if there had been less freaking out whe-"

Huh? What? Okay, not exactly what I thought all of this was all about.

"Willow, stop. Kissing? W-who did you kiss?" The blonde's heart was breaking already at the thought of the redhead kissing anyone but her. I knew it, she's with some guy, and I didn't even know. Serves you right for falling for a straight girl, Maclay.

"Huh?" The hacker looked confused as well. "Well, um, you? I, uh, did…kiss you, right? Coz I was kinda sure it was a dream at first and then I couldn't tell whether it was real or not and so I kinda just assumed it was real and I'm babbling again and now I'll just shut up." The redhead forced her mouth to stop before anything slipped through the brain-mouth filter net and came straight out unedited.

"Um, Will, you didn’t kiss m-me. Y-you m-must have been dreaming." The blonde deducted. Dreaming…she was dreaming about me? About kissing me? No, it can't be. It must have been a nightmare for her. Horrendous, even. A cute straight girl having a nightmare about kissing some frumpy lesbian witch in the middle of the night. Must have been awful for her. Tara's face conveyed a mixture of sympathy and sadness.

"Oh. Um, that's…good. A-and a lot less confusing and freak-out-ey. Which is good, right?" Dreaming…only dreaming…damn. I mean yay. Or damn. Uh…confusing…

"S-sure, less freak outs a-are always good." The blonde looked heartbroken. The look evaporated a bit as a memory crept across her mind. "You did kinda, um snuggle up to me in the night though." Her mouth broke into a wide, slightly lopsided grin as she peered out from under her hair at the redhead. "In fact, i-it was kinda more l-like wrapped around me." She blushed, quickly looking down at the table.

"Uh…I did?" Willow questioned, started to blush an even darker shade of red.

"Yeah. But i-it was totally subconscious I think. No n-need to freak out, right?" The blonde pointed out.

"Oh. Phew. I'm sorry though. I mean, I'm taking total snuggle liberties and we still barely even know each other." Willow panicked as she realised what the sentence implied. "Not that we have to snuggle when we know each other better or even at all. If you don't want to I mean."

"I-it's okay. Really. I…um…I think I sleep better when there's someone to snuggle with." The blonde admitted, blushing a similar shade of red to the redhead. "I-I…um…s-snuggling is good." She couldn't help an enormous grin splitting across her face, even as her mind screamed out at her. What are you doing?!?! You may as well just admit to her that you want her in your bed twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week! Have you never heard of subtlety, Maclay?

"You sleep better snuggled? Well, I guess that's pretty fortunate what with my subconscious snuggling habit, huh?" The redhead attempted a grin and then back-pedalled. "Uh, not that I'll be spending every night in your bed, I mean, hello, have my own dorm room, no need to go invading other people's and sleeping in there all the time." Continue putting foot in mouth until choking occurs…

"It's okay, you can sleep with-m-a-at mine any t-time." The blonde just caught her tongue in time, thanking the goddess that the line hadn't ended 'with me any time'. That would have been one hell of a Freudian slip…

"Cool." the redhead grinned. I can sleep in Tara's bed any time I want…I have free access to Tara's bed. With Tara in it. Snuggling. I could even sleep there- "Tonight?" The redhead blurted out, asking the question before she even realised it, the thought of spending the night in Tara's arms overriding every other thought.

"Huh?"

"Um…tonight. Can I sleep at your place tonight?" The redhead quirked a hopeful eyebrow in question.

"Sure. Is Buffy going out or something?" The blonde questioned. Usually if Willow slept in Tara's room it was because either the Slayer was out slaying or they were too tired from doing a spell for Willow to walk back to her own dorm.

"Wha-? Oh, no. I just, I thought we could, y'know, hang out and stuff. I like just hanging out with you, y'know?"

Tara's smile was bright enough to light up a crypt. Or even Xander's basement. She wants to stay over just to hang out. Oh wow…

"And besides, I can't pass up snuggle time. I'm a serious snugaholic." The redhead grinned. Especially when it involves snuggling with YOU, She couldn't stop herself thinking. Better as just a thought than actually saying it…

"You have a snuggle problem, huh?" The blonde grinned back.

"Totally. I think I have a Snugglers Anonymous meeting on Wednesday."

"So, um. Those guys are your, um, friends?" Tara asked, nodding towards the Scoobies sat at the table.

"Yeah." The redhead decided it was time that her newer friend met her older friends. It would only be a matter of time before the gang quizzed her about Tara anyway. "You wanna meet them?"

"Oh, no. I mean, i-it's up to you. I understand if you don't w-want to introduce me. I know I'm hardly the m-most interesting of people." Tara's low self esteem surfaced and she dropped her head to hide behind her hair, fiddling with her fingers nervously.

"Tara…" Willow's voice went soft and reassuring. "You are interesting. I mean, you have this cool sense of humour a-and you're a great witch and you have this cool room with fairy lights and you're…" Willow stopped herself short of saying 'absolutely perfectly beautiful'. "Cool to be around. They'll love you. I want you to meet them." She added sincerely.

The blonde looked into the redhead's eyes for a few long seconds. Oh goddess I love this woman. She even wants her friends to know me. "OK." She agreed with a nervous smile.

They stood and Willow led Tara over to the table.

"Hey guys, I want you to meet someone. This is Tara." A chorus of 'hey Tara' and 'hey' greeted her. "She's a witch too, but way more powerful than me. She's been practicing like, all her life."

"Oh n-no, I'm n-not powerful." She looked at Willow. "Not like y-you." She added quietly.

"This is Buffy, Xander, Giles, and that's Anya." Willow explained, indicating each Scooby in turn.

"H-hi." Tara mumbled.

"So you've been practicing magic for how lon-" Giles' question was interrupted by a smouldering Spike charging through the front door. Tara spun on her heels when she felt the vampiric energy coming from him. A crucifix was out of her pocket and stretched out in front of her quicker than even Buffy could have managed it. Spike ground to a halt in front of her, his hands shooting up in surrender.

"S-stay back!" she stammered

"Hey, no need to get nasty." Spike said, edging around the blonde towards the research table.

Oh no you don't. You're not getting anywhere near Willow. No way. You'll have to kill me first. Tara side-stepped again to put herself in between Spike and the table, a protective streak appearing from somewhere deep down inside her, an almost natural instinct to protect the redhead.

"Tara, it's OK." Willow put her hand on the blonde's shoulder, feeling a slight tingling sensation as she did so. "Spike's harmless. He's got this chip thing that makes him…kinda impotent in vampire terms." She grinned, knowing it would irritate the vampire.

"Hey! Was that really necessary? I mean, here I am, risking life and limb to get you information and what thanks do I get? Two insults in one sentence, and a cross shoved in my face. Thanks a lot, love." He glared at the redhead.

"H-he's harmless? He can’t b-bite?" Tara asked, crucifix still outstretched.

"Yes. Completely useless as well as harmless." Buffy replied, intrigued by the blonde's quick - and correct - reactions. "So, Bleach Boy, why are you back so soon?" She turned to address Spike.

"I ah…managed to get a copy of the proph-" - he looked at Tara and cleared his throat before looking back at the Slayer - "professional…uh…opinion that you're looking into." He waved a photocopy in the air. "But it'll cost you. Do you mind?" He asked, turning his head to glare at Tara. She grudgingly lowered the crucifix, but kept one eye on the vampire as she went to sit next to Willow.

"I think I kinda have a bit of explaining to do huh?" The redhead asked sheepishly, keeping her voice below the level of the 'conversation' - or more accurately, bartering - between the vampire and the Watcher/Slayer tag team.

"Yeah, l-like why there's a harmless v-vampire wandering into a magic shop that has big axes and assorted other w-weapons hanging on the back wall to h-help you out with 'professional opinions'?" The blonde questioned with a smirk.

"Um…it's kinda hard to explain. Spike's…I'll explain about him later. Do you, ah, know what a Slayer is?" Willow asked, thinking it was time to let Tara in on 'the secret'. Or in fact now it was 'one of the secrets', she corrected her thoughts.

"Slayer? Aren't they some loud thrash metal band?" Tara said with a hint of distaste in her voice.

"Huh? Oh. No, A Slayer, singular. The, in fact. The Slayer." Willow clarified.

"Oh, you mean like, um, the Vampire Slayer?" Tara asked.

"You know about the Vampire Slayer?" the disbelief was evident on Willow's face.

"Um…not much. M-mom, um, used to t-talk about vampires and stuff when I was little to stop me going out at night? And, um, she told me some s-stories about a girl who fights vampires? I kinda never b-believed any of it."

"Well, uh…Buffy kinda is the Slayer. Well, without the 'kinda'. Buffy IS the Slayer. It's a real long story, lots of destiny, yadda yadda, prophecy, yadda yadda, slayage, yadda yadda. You get the idea."

Okay…let's get this right: the girl who I am in love with has just told me that she hangs out with a harmless vampire and the vampire Slayer. And it's all true. Next she'll be telling me that there is a demon sat at the table too.

"Buffy's The V-vampire Slayer?" Tara asked incredulously. She looked at the small blonde girl sat on a stool near the table. But she's tiny…

"Yeah. Um…Giles is her Watcher, Xander is…well, Xander, and Anya used to be a vengeance demon. That's another really long story. We all help Buffy out with the slayage."

OK, so this is beyond weird.

"You slay vampires?" A worried look crossed Tara's face. "Isn't that kinda, um, dangerous if y-you're not the Slayer?"

"Um, yeah, but I don't usually do that part. I mean, I do, sometimes, but that's Buffy's forte. We usually just do the distractions and running away and research and stuff." Willow replied.

"We? A-as in you, Xander, Anya and Mr. Giles?" Tara clarified

"Yeah. Although Giles can sometimes be pretty handy with an axe and Xander has all this military knowledge from this weird thing that happened a while ago."

"Weird thing?"

"It's...uh...another really long story."

"You'll h-have to tell me sometime."

"Definitely."

"S-so what are you guys doing at the moment?" Tara asked, noticing the piles of books that everyone seemed to be buried in.

"We're sorta looking into this prophecy that Spike overheard somewhere."

"A prophecy? What did it say?" Tara's interest peaked a little - the mystical had always been a large part of her life, and prophecies tended to be pretty darned mystical.

"Well we--hey, is that a photocopy of the real thing?" Willow asked, letting her eyes wander to the piece of paper that Giles had finally managed to get off Spike.

"Yes, it appears so. It seems to be authentic from what I can tell. And barely decipherable." He pointed out, slightly frustrated.

"Is it in some strange language or something?" Willow asked

"Not exactly…just terribly written. It was obviously penned long before the days of legible handwriting. If I didn't have the beginnings of it already I'm not sure I'd know it was in English."

"I thought it was supposed to be French?" Buffy's brow creased in confusion.

"No, that's just the source Spike heard it from." Giles clarified.

"Oh. So the prophecy was written in the good old US of A?" The Slayer questioned hopefully.

"No, in England, Buffy. I doubt the concept of America even existed when this was penned. Besides which even this is only a translation from the Sumerian tablet." Giles sighed. "Give me a few minutes and I might be able to give you a complete version."

Willow returned her attention to Tara. "The basic gist of it is that some Big Bad descends from above, then rises from below, and then descends again and…um…there was lots of descending and rising, right Giles?"

"Just a moment Willow," Giles said, holding up his palm and scribbling on some paper. "Ahh, I think I have it. Although the last part appears to still be missing. I believe that it should sound like this: 'And the Great Scaled One will descend from above and dwell below, sleeping until it shall rise anew and claim it's treasure on the fourth night of the awakening of the Eye. Upon this night, the Slayers will battle the Great Scaled One and many shall fall and burn under it's wrath. The battle will be lost'. And there it cuts off completely. There is probably more to it, but that's all we have."

"Um, Giles…Slayers…plural?" Willow asked, quirking an eyebrow in worry. The Watcher frowned, checked his translation again, and frowned even more.

"Yes…it does appear to be plural. I dread to think of the implications..." The gang sat in silence contemplating the meaning. Was it implying that Faith would somehow be involved? That didn't make sense as she was still in a coma and not likely to wake up any time soon. Was there yet another Slayer out there? Or had the prophecy not been able to account for the current state of the rogue Slayer? Or did it refer to something completely different? The paragraph only seemed to raise more questions.

"God I hope Faith doesn't wake up. I much prefer her in catatonic-coma-land." The redhead muttered, making a disgusted face at the mere mention of the rogue Slayer.

"Um…" - Tara raised her hand as if she were asking a question in class - "I kinda th-thought there was only supposed to be one Slayer?" She asked, feeling a little embarrassed.

Giles adjusted his glasses and answered carefully. "That's a…long story. Suffice to say that when one Slayer dies, the next is called. But the process is not reversed when a Slayer is resurrected."

That's a lot of long stories... Then Tara's eyes went a little wide as understanding dawned on her. "Oh…so Buffy was called while this F-Faith died, but, um, Faith…came back?" She asked, unsure.

"Vice-versa actually. Buffy died and Faith was called. Well, not quite that simple. Buffy died, Kendra was called, then Kendra died and Faith was called." The Watcher replied.

"Oh…I'm s-sorry" Tara mentally scolded herself for prying; the subject was bound to be a painful one, especially with so many people dying. She looked apologetically at Buffy.

"It's OK, I'm fine now. It was just one of those things, y'know. Happens on the hellmouth." The Slayer reassured. "But this is Sunnydale, you kinda get used to strange stuff happening. Well, most of the time."

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Someone help me out with the history here...was that Faith/Kendra bit correct?
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Re: Developing: Connections (?)

Postby Pinocchio1940 » Tue Jan 16, 2007 12:03 pm

Yep. Your history is correct.
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