Re-testing le voice

[likeanamazon]

...

So, um. You want me to go to a place, with a murderous Giles look-a-like which, In the heat of the spazzing about not being able to use magic I will definitely mistake for Giles. Well listen here buddy, I'm not going to play along with all this roll-over and play nice.

I'm going to fight you all the way-

What do you mean this is only helping get my voice back?! Stop it! Wait- No! I'm gonna- I'm just gonna stop talking.

[Folded arms and refusing to talk.]

...

I'm breaking my vow of silence to tell you that if you put that reserve in there will be hell to pay. And I'm from Sunnydale so that's a very real threat.

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[watchher]

Well, ah, if it's any consolation, Nathan has been pleasant enough company thus far. I've been assured that he is not often murderous, and, um, Shilo and Mag seem to be wholly sane, so there is that.

... my wife, on the other hand, may be worth worrying over.

[ Remember that bit about being sorted into ~happy little nuclear families~? ]

[likeanamazon]

... You got married? Giles got married.

[. . .]

No. Giles you're not supposed to be married, you're supposed to be Giles! You're supposed to be British and unmarried and a bachelor with the mid-life-crisis-mobile and the books! Does this wife have books? I sincerely doubt this wife has books-

[watchher]

I-I-- good lord, Willow, calm down! I did not get married willingly. In fact, I did not get married at all, I simply... woke up one morning and the town had, had assigned her to me. It is ridiculous, a-a-and completely inane, and not at all my fault.

She does not have books. Nor is she anyone I would have the slightest romantic interest in, were... circumstances different. [ Genocidal maniacs from other planets? Not filed under 'his type'. ]

... and the car is not that bad.

[likeanamazon]

[She takes a moment to calm down.]

Assigned? How do you get assigned a wife?

[She shakes her head a little.]

Giles, it's a red sports car... I know it was cool the first time I saw it but... really?

[keen_incisions]

You won't be the first to mistake us.

[Yeah sorry Willow, he...he totally heard all of that. He's going to pretend as though he hadn't. Niceties and all.]

[likeanamazon]

... First to mistake us?

[So you're the other imposter Giles!]

... You're the uhhh... um... You're the... other one. Right?

[keen_incisions]

People usually call me Doctor Wallace.

[Imposter, murderer. It happens. His tone hits about the same as Giles' where dry wit is concerned, but his voice is a half octave lower, his accent purely American.]

So. You're from his universe.

[likeanamazon]

Yeah. I'm Willow. I don't know if he mentioned me.

[Shuffle awkwardly.]

SHE IS SO RUSTY i'm sorry. someday i'll actually canon review. ;;

[kissingmenow]

I get why you're doing it, Will, but can I say that I'm very anti-vow of silence?

[likeanamazon]

... T-Tara?

[Silence broken. But... overwhelming flood of emotion. You died. And then- And then all that stuff happened. How- How is this possible- they said I couldn't bring you back.]

Tara is that really you?

[kissingmenow]

Of course it's me. [ She takes a step forward, one hand lifting to Willow's cheek. ] What's wrong? [ That's right, Willow; Tara here is from before she died but (thankfully) after you two got back together. ]

[likeanamazon]

Tara--

[She pulls you into a kiss. A desperate kiss. Followed by two more kisses.]

Oh Tara... I'm so sorry.

[Have tears, but she's not letting you go. She's not losing you again. Ever.]

[kissingmenow]

[ She doesn't even hesitate to kiss her back, despite how utterly confused she is. ]

Will...

[ After brushing away a few tears with her thumb, Tara pulls her into her arms, holding her close as she tries to figure out what this could be about. It's certainly not the memory spell - they'd already put that behind them, right? ]

It's okay. Whatever happened, it'll be alright.

[likeanamazon]

Tara... I have to tell you something.

[She doesn't want Tara to leave without- but how can she tell her what happened.]

We... have some catching up to do.

[watchher]

Yes, fine, I will admit I possibly should have spent a bit more time thinking before making the purchase. In any case, all adults here are assigned a spouse. Children, as well.

Mine are quite... robotic, as was the wife, initially.