11794/Watching Witchy Willow, Willinfly

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Watching Witchy Willow, Willinfly
Date of Scene: 18 July 2020
Location: The Magic Box, Sunnydale
Synopsis: Prue seeks out a Willow and runs into a Buffy....and trades jabs with Spike too
Cast of Characters: Prudence Halliwell, Willow Rosenberg, Buffy Summers, Spike




Prudence Halliwell has posed:
It seeems Prue's become a regular at the Magic Box realy. It's like the Walmart for magic things, albeit with less crazy people, a nicer group of folks working there, and a hop skip and jump from Prue's home, really. Prue is, if anything, glad the Magic Box is here, and she's currently leaning on a wall, studying a list in her hands. Only Prue would...well alright, prue and her sisters, combine grocery shopping and magic shopping. Plus if she hangs out here long enough she'll probably meet all the witches and wizards and so on in Bloodhaven.

There's still the nagging issue of the warehouse Prue's not quite let go, so...Prue's quietly hoping to meet that other witch from helping with the warehouse, well, Prue was more fighting things to let the others work, but still...

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow is between the rows, putting back all the things that are out of place. "Eww, who puts a book on numerology amongst the ones on angels? They are even the same things.." Mind you, as for as Willow was concerned they had some way out there books. But then again, they had a big selection of pseudo-witches. They bought the book, and quoted from them, but really didn't do much else. "Ugh."

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue hears and looks up from her list again pocketing it. Hey, Prue's got a similar story...working at an auction house gives her understanding of where Willow's coming from. Mostly since Prudence has horror stories.

Coming over, Prue looks to Willow and gives her an understanding look. "I heard your remark and I know how you feel, I get that at my job too" she adds and nods keenly.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Oops! She's been found out! Willow's cheeks pinken. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have heard that. But it's true. Everytime I go through the stacks I'm amazed at what people put in order. I'd really have them to the front desk and leave them to be put away. Instead.."

"I sorry, can I help you?"

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue grins, "I work in an auction house so I gett where you're coming from. Yes, I'm looking for a Buffy, I ran into her and her friends at a warehouse" Prue offers. I"I helped them out and I was wanting to repay the favor" Prue adds, looking serious about this.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Oh!" Willow smiles. "She might be out back? I could check for you. By the way, what are you looking for her again?" Something niggles about *who* this person is.

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue shakes her head, "No, no, it's okay. If you work here you don't need to go find Buffy. I'm more trying to find her friends to help them but I can buy things and help out here either way" Prue offers looking to the books andd shelves Willow is by. "That's a lot of books, you mind if I help put them into seperated piles?" Prue asks. There's her responsible side coming out, too...

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"If you want?" Willow gives a confused look. "Really, it's my job. Besides I look at the types that sell. Like this one on numerology, this is the last book on that topic." She put it away. "So.. what do you do out there?" Meaning the warehouse.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is totally in the back room, reading or doing homework or something. Hey, it's totally her day off and she's still pretty exhausted from the crazy busy author signing event the other day. She eventually steps out and peers around, yawning and stretching.

Spike has posed:
     It's daytime right? All the smart vampires are sleeping or hiding in a crypt or something right? Well...so maybe he isn't that smart or maybe the rebellious streak in him is strong enough to risk the sun just to prove the sun isn't the boss of him.....maybe.

     Regardless. The door flies open and a figure runs inside, a heavy blanket over his head and smoke rolling off of the from under it. He shakes the blanket a little to put out a smouldering flame on his leg,"Bloody hell!" he hollers surprised. Why is he surprised exactly?

     Once he ceases to smoke and the fire is out he takes a moment to look around the shop to see who is about. Good sense seems to have deserted this one a long time ago. The similarity to Billy Idol's look is impossible for any stanger to miss who was born within the last 30 years or so.

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
"What the hell?" Prue asks, "Alright, who is cosplating as Billy Idol exactly, running in here and apparently on fire. Do you have an extinguisher?" she asks. Oh, Prue is fully ready to try and coat Spike in fire extinguisher foam..or a bucket of water or something. Prue sighs and eyes Mr. Idol wannabe. !You come in here yelling and being a smoke stack. What's up with that? I hope you don't use hair gel, else you'll be a walking fire hazard" Prue glares at Spike then looks back to Willow, "I work for Bucklands auction house. Honestly I took a wrong turn, ended up at the warehouse and went looking for directions and found trouble, helped people out with problems"

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
That isn't very helpful. Willow frowns. *What* did she see? But then again, enter Spike..

" That's just.. Spike." She glowers at him. "He better not explode in here." To him, "We were just wondering if Buffy was out back. I presume you are looking for her?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers glances around and smiles to Willow, "Hey Wil, hows it going? DidAnya come in for her shift yet? Heard she might be sick and need me to cover.." Ugh, she's so unreliable though.

And then she turns and notices Prue there and smirks at her. "Ahh hey again Prue. I see you found our little neck of the woods. Have you been introduced to our wonder Wiccan Willow yet?" she winks at Wil, "I net this lady while scoping out that abandoned warehouse. She sure packs a punch.

Finally she spots a Spike and sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Really Spike, what are you even doing here in the middle of the day? We really can't afford to have those books catch on fire.."

Annd then her phone rings and she sighs. "Hello? Thomas? Wait, Harry did what? Geez..Ok gimme a min.." she waves distractedly to the others, turns and hurried to the back room of the store again..

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue nods to Buffy, "I was hoping to catch her, I had a few things come into my work I could use her help on. Plus I need to talk with her about the warehouse" Prue says, since Spike's here, keep it vague Prudence....live up to your name. "So, fire extinguisher or do I take that blanket and tackle you and make you stop, drop and roll?" she asks Spike. It wasn't meant to come out as hitting on him, seriously....Prue needs to think before opening her mouth, yeesh.

Admittedly telekinesis is useful for putting out fires. To Willow, Prue looks pleased, offering a hand. "What she said, I'm Prue, I'm the one that solved your golem issue by way of lightning and a fence. Would you like to help me? Don't worry you don't have to go anywhere!

Spike has posed:
     It's good to be loved....err despised. He shakes once more, making sure nothing else is burning and sets the blanket on the nearby counter. His attention goes from woman to woman in turn. He manages a hint of a sneer towards Prue in regards to her comments likely,"Never gets old. Poncey buggar gets famous with my hair do and I'm the cosplay. Lucky I don't have time to deal with him." He fixes his attention on Prue for a moment as she offers a hand to shake. There is a moment that Willow might notice a certain spark in his eyes that will certainly get him killed someday. Maybe today,"Prue. Short for Prudence. Not terrible so, but if you're willing to roll around on the floor love, who am I to say no? I haven't had a good roll for a while." Yup. Sucicidal.

     He looks towards Willow and covers his heart, what's left of it, with his hand,"You wound me deeply. I can't be here to see you?" His cockney accent is impossible to miss because he doesn't try to cover it,"All the good times we've had." Like that time he tried to kill her, that time he took her hostage, and that other time he tried to kill her. Good times right?

     He looks towards the arrival of the Slayer and raises a brow. Before he has time to respond to her she is off again and apparently too busy to be followed. Ahh well. There's bound to be someone here to annoy. A cigarette finds his fingers and he places it into him mouth, reaching for his lighter.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Oh?" Head cants to one side, "Me? What were you thinking up?"

Almost immediately she grabs at the lighter, "Spike! You can't smoke inside. And I presumed because you have that thing for her. Besides when do you actually visit with me? It's only to get closer to her."

"Spike, this is Prue. Be nice!"

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue sighs and sets her feet. "What" she asks Spike, "Do you take me for, a whore? No, I said stop, drop and roll because it's how you put out fires, or do yoo crap yourself every time you apply hair gel and go to light up a cigarette?" Prue asks. She waves her hand, and if it works, she's trying to either snuff out Spike's cigarette or unload TK on Spike. Or, hey, she may miss and mess up the store.

"I came to see if we could work out a plan for that warehouse, and, really..." Prue asides to Willow, "Maybe him getting some means he won't be so irritable. I'm just not sure he likes groupies" Prue stage whispers with a look out the corner of her eye to Spike.

Spike has posed:
     "I didn't take you for much really. Your idea." he starts. Of course that was the stop drop and roll thing, but there's no stopping the devil inside from shooting off even if he can't hurt people.

     Willow snagging his lighter gets his attention,"Hey...." he starts to say. Then the TK push hit him and knocks him back through the door and outside. Yeah. Sometimes he would be better off staying away from these female sorts. Slayer and witch alike,"BLOODY HELL!" he all but shrieks and dives back into the store, grabbing the blanket to put his head and neck out as they instantly ignite outside.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Sighs. There goes Spike. Again.

"You know, if you didn't have those awful thoughts, this wouldn't keep happening to you. And no smoking inside."

"Spike is a special kind of creat.. he's a.. he's a vampire." There. Let Prue sort it out. "Oh? How do you think we should tackle the warehouse?"

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Willow gets a quiet sigh, "Yeah see, I'm not stupid enough to make those sorts of comments. I know what happens. On the plus side, he's minus a lighter and has his blanket, if he wants to smoke that bad, just light it with his hair" Prue mutters, "I was going to ask if you needed any help with the warehouse. I....kind of outed myself as a witch. Go figure" Prue nods.

Spike has posed:
     If not for that chip, the glare that Willow gets would probably chill her blood. Since that is in place and she clearly has a strong companion she likely isn't too frazzled by it. The blanket falls back on the chair and he replies,"I don't have much choice in the matter now do I?"

     He turns his attention towards Prue again and he smirks a little. Poor Willow...maybe lucky Willow. Cute as she is, she is right about his attentions towards her,"Nice trick witch. I'd keep it handy if you spend too much time with this lot. All sorts of nasty things that keep company around here. Wanted or not."

     He turns back towards Willow and holds his clearly burnt hand towards her, palm up. He doesn't say anything, just looking at her and waiting. His free hand slips the cigarette behind a slightly singed ear.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Sigh. "You know, you could smile? Or be a little bit pleasant. You obviously forgot *who* lives an Buffy's apartment. I want to like you!" Willow, ever the optimist.

She considers what Prue has said. "Probably we'll have to work on some plans. Nick too. Perhaps Harry as well. They'll certainly have surprises on the inside. After all, we took the outside down. But I wouldn't think they won't be prepared, including the outside."

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
"Right, but the Power of Three's on our side. Just need to get my sisters to leave work early. And for that Ask Phoebe woman to look up from her desk when I visit her to check how my younger sister's doing. Alright, wait, Harry as in Wizard P.I. Dresden?We met. Briefly" Prue nods then looks to Spike. "Look, try something for me. Try not beig a condescending ass for once, try being sociable and not being a giant ass to everyone you meet. You're definitely not what I usually deal with" Prue explains to Spike, "And I think if I get past your oh I'm a bloody vampire schtick, I could learn to get along with you, you're the sort off guy Phoebe would bring home" Prue nods.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow gives Spike back his lighter. "There. Sorry." She actually looks sorry.

Spike has posed:
     Taking the lighter back, he puts it into his coat pocket. Long black coat in California. July. He's a genius right? His nods to Willow and his attention moves back to Prue again.

     "I'm not being condescending. That's too main stream. I just don't like people...I mean I like people, but you know." he comments. Clearly meaning liking the blood anyway,"Apparently my existence is to be here for the Slayer to kick in the head when it suits her and storm a warehouse to save some kids. I guess we'll follow up more on the planning next time I see her."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Maybe we should all sit down and plan?" Willow nods her head softly. "I don't have the power of three. I've got different different powers." She gives a half smile to Spike, "I don't believe you hate us that much."

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers peeks back in once she gets off the phcome looking tired. "Sheesh Harry..Get a grip.." she mutter, shaking her head. She glances around and frowns. "Oh, did I miss Prue?" towards Spike she just smirks, looking amused at him as always.

"Where were we..Did you come here looking for another love spell or you just came to harass us?" because we all know how his attempt to win Dru back went over swimmingly last time, with Xander and Wil caught in the middle..

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue sighs looking to Spike. "Don't you ever go hipster on me. Condescending is to mainstream, what, are you carryingg a theasaurus under your coat? Or are you just well spoken and hiding it?" Prue adds, then looks to Buffy and Willow. "We got anywhere to sit and plan?" she asks, keeping a wary eye on Spike. Long black coat, yes, Billy Idol hair, yes, apparently he knows her new friends? yeah that's...Prue's unsure if it's good or bad. She should by rights vanquish his ass, but....he's not tried to rip anyone's throats out yet. Hey, that's a plus for him, but...

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Sure!" Willow moves to the back. "In here. Spike? Coming? You may as well."

Spike has posed:
     She really needs to stop leading with her face when she talks. Spike does glances towards Buffy a moment and he smirks before looking back to Prue and he replies,"I am carrying something under my coat. If you play nice you might find out what." Nobody say being brazen and brass equates to smart. He is smart too, but he's really bad at showing it. /Really/ bad at it.

     He glances towards Willow and nods. Where she goes he'll follow for now. See he can be a good monster when there is promise of being able to hit something. As he passes by Buffy he comments,"The one I'd use a love spell on is too bloody thick in the head." Yup. It would be easier if everyone was back in elementary school and just punched someone they liked.

Prudence Halliwell has posed:
Prue heads over to Willow and gives Spike a quiet look, "I can identify anything from Ming vases to baseball cards, but even I'm struggling with you" Prue says read to throw more telekinesis Spike's way if he's asking for it again. See. Prue's a witch, but she's liable to put Spike in his place, sort of.

Looking to Willow, Prue drops into a seat. "So what do we need for the warehouse aside fromm this Harry and Nick?" Prue asks Willow, settling back in her seat.