12644/Magical Friendships

Magical Friendships
Date of Scene:	13 January 2021
Location:	The Bronze, Sunnydale
Synopsis:	A new friend comes into Willow's life. OOC: Supergirl was emitting for Tala, both characters included on log for tracking but Supergirl was not present in this scene.
Cast of Characters:	Supergirl, Willow Rosenberg, Tala
Tinyplot:	Temptation

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Supergirl has posed:
The Bronze was hopping tonight. A local band was playing, one that was quite popular with the locals. They had a heavy rock sound. People filled the dance floor as each song was played.

At the bar was a young woman with black hair. The sides and back of her head were shaved but the top was a bit longer, flopping over the left side of her head. She was dressed in leather pants and a white peasant style blouse.

She was watching the crowd with interest, seeming to be looking for someone while trying not to look like she was.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow had been here more than ever of late. In fact, this time she had a Corona - after all it wasn't as though it tasted like beer! Not that she had drank any if it.

But she stirred the drink, thoughtlessly. She even asked them for a straw! Heck, it was only the first couple weeks of school. Even though she had passed all of her courses, and was enjoying this years courses, something was missining.

But what?

Supergirl has posed:
The young woman continued to watch, rising to her feet and starting to mill through the crowd. That's when she spotted her. Sitting in a chair a bit away from the crazy but still able to watch everything. The woman moved a little closer, finding a support pole to lean against while she sipped from her Budweiser.

Over near a pool table, voices started to rise a bit. A man was harassing a woman, pressing closer to her despite her protests. He had a hand on her arm, keeping her from drawing away.

Tiffany, for that was the name of the dark haired woman with an agenda, frowned as she watched the goings on. She raised her hand, flicking her fingers. A flash of purplish light that was not visible to just anyone, only those who could wield magic, was shot toward the man. Suddenly he was standing there naked, clothes completely gone.

He let out a yell of protest and forgot about the girl, letting go of her to use his hands to try to protect his diginity. Then he was running out of the room.

Tiffany smirked to herself and sipped her beer.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Booooorrrrring.

That was her conclusion after spending the night here. Really, this place wasn't very nice if they didn't come with friends, or drink a lot of booze. Willow had finally decide she may as well, go home when she noticed something peculiar.

*Purple* and peculiar.

Purple and *magic* and peculiar.

Now that has her attention!

Supergirl has posed:
As the girl was now safe, Tiffany turned her attention back to the room. She strolled over next to Willow's chair, flopping down on the next stuffed chair over and tucking up her feet into the seat with her.

"Hi. I'm Tiffany." An immediate introduction with a hint of a smirk. "You...aren't like everyone else here. Well there are a couple with potential but not like you. Your aura gives it away." She takes a sip of her beer.

"Or am I wrong that you're a witch too?"

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Nooo,. well I'm also a witch witch, but you probably don't mean that, do you?" After all she was a wiccan witch as well!

She pointed out. "You know, I probably shouldn't ask you to sit here." She didn't. Tiffany sat down without an invite. "Seeing what you did to that boy.." A pause. "I wish I'd done that."

"Willow." She introduces herself. "You're not a vampire, are you? I don't think so, but you can never tell."

Supergirl has posed:
Tiffany reaches into the neckline of her blouse, pulling out the chain that had been visible. The pendant on the necklace was a cross. "Not a vampire. Unless I wanted a brand on my chest and I'm not a fan of that." She put her hand around the cross. No smoke and sizzle. The cross was tucked back into her blouse and she showed her unmarred palm to Willow.

"The fact you know about vampires gives away a lot too. It's good to meet someone else with power though. So many fakers around here. With their little covens, playing 'light as a feather' in their basements." She rolls her eyes, smirking again.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Oops? Too late for that!

"Well, that's just stupid of them!" Willow just shakes her head. "You're not from around here, are you?" She would have recognized her if she was. "You know about the crosses and the sizzling. Though, I suppose you could have watched a movie?" But the purple flicker, and disappearing clothes, *that* take time and talent. "I don't have any flicker. Well, not like that. How did you develop it? It's neat!"

Supergirl has posed:
"You have a flicker. Every person who uses magic has one. They just don't always know it," Tiffany points out with a shrug. She takes another sip of beer before setting the bottle to the side. That allows her to free her hands completely. She puts them palms together in front of her them moves them apart a little. That same little purple light dances from side to side in her hands before she pushes them together again, extinguishing it.

"I'm new in town. Heard this place was full of crazy and figured it might be a good place to come look for others like me."

She picks up her beer again. "You know how you think what you want to do with your powers and it happens? Just think you want to SEE it happen. Then you'll get your flicker."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"That's ALL!" Willow might have been just a little loud there. "I mean, that's all? I mean I didn't get all the lessons. In fact, I had to teach most of it to myself."

She smirks. "I have a flicker. Who knew." Of course she doesn't try it in here. "Yeah, this here is pretty normal for most crowds. You want to go to McAnally's Pub for people like you."

Supergirl has posed:
"McAnally's Pub? Never heard of it. That a local place? They have a lot of witches there?"

Tiffany seems far more interested now that there was a possibility of finding others like her.

She finished off her bottle of beer but leaned forward a little, feet going back on the floor as she focused more intently on Willow.

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Oh yes. All sorts of people. But you can't do magic when you're there. There's a big sign. It's forbidden. Everyone has to play nice when they are there. If you wanna have a fight, you have to go outside." Willow nods as she says it. "My friend John took me there. Once."

Supergirl has posed:
"Really? I may need to go check this place out. You got an address? Or better yet," Tiffany gives her a big smile, lifting up her bottle as if in a toast.

"We can go together. Hang out. You can introduce me to some people. I mean, I'm guessing you have friends there. In exchange, I can let you meet some of mine."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
"Better still!" Willow holds out her phone. "D'uh. I'll give you my phone number. Then we can text!"

Supergirl has posed:
Tiffany brings out her phone, flicking a finger across the screen. She pushes a few icons and then nods. A button to send over the info via to Willow's phone and capture the info from the redhead's.

"I need to head out but we can get together soon."

Willow Rosenberg has posed:
Willow makes sure she has it by sending a text:

<wils> I will tell what my flicker is next time! *emoticon*

"There." Says Willow getting up herself. "I've got classes in the morn." Amongst other things. "Bye!"