[Faith is dead, Ozpin is dead, the house is destroyed, and the survivors have scattered to shelter with other people they're close to.
Willow hasn't been back long - Ange had restored her just long enough before the attack for her to have a conversation with Faith before the flames broke out. They had barely had a chance to set things right between them again. The only other person she's spoken to since her return was Ozpin.
She doesn't know if she can ever fix things between her and Tara. Or even if she should try to begin with. Tara is likely better off without her. Tara is definitely safer without her.
Willow has feared corruption and how it could twist her since learning of its existence. It was impossible not to, under the circumstances, knowing what she risked turning into. She has spent the last several days, trying to unravel where it all started, and how to move on from it.
It's occurred to her that she hasn't felt quite right since before, as the wolf, she bit Savage. She hadn't wanted to hurt him - they were friends. But she had been afraid, the mushrooms had been obscuring her vision, and she thought he was Maul, trying to kill her again. Even that, she realizes in hindsight doesn't make sense. Maul had done everything he could to show her he didn't want her dead, not truly, and to make amends for it.
She told no one what had happened, outside of the man she now knows as John. He was supposed to be a healer. She thought he could help. Part of her had wanted to tell the people she was closest to, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, afraid of how they would react. Clear headed, she recognizes what a mistake that had been. Tara would have been concerned, of course, but knowing it wasn't something Willow did intentionally, she probably would have helped, the same as Ozpin or Oscar, or any of the rest of her family. Clear headed, it's easier to recognize it as a sign of something unnatural brewing, so subtly she failed to see it for what it was.
It still takes a day or two for her to reach out. She needs time and space to try to recover from the grief and shock from so much loss and horror all at once. It's starting to worry her that the wounds from where Reaper had shot her don't seem to be getting any better, but at least they're no worse.
She's already worked out what she needs to do, and she hates it. She hates even more that she can't go in person, but it's too dangerous. She is terrified both that she might hurt Tara again if corruption should take hold again, and more than that, she's afraid by virtue of their relationship, Tara might be targeted by those looking to harm her, should they decide there hasn't been enough harm already.
The feed opens and it's not the familiar bedroom they shared for the first several months Tara was in town, but the Pines' family home. She's resting on the sofa where she can keep her injured leg elevated.
It takes her a moment to find her voice, and when she does it comes out a little congested and rough sounding.]
Hey... I, uh. I'm sorry I can't come see you in person. Can we talk? If - if it's a bad time, it's okay.
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Willow hasn't been back long - Ange had restored her just long enough before the attack for her to have a conversation with Faith before the flames broke out. They had barely had a chance to set things right between them again. The only other person she's spoken to since her return was Ozpin.
She doesn't know if she can ever fix things between her and Tara. Or even if she should try to begin with. Tara is likely better off without her. Tara is definitely safer without her.
Willow has feared corruption and how it could twist her since learning of its existence. It was impossible not to, under the circumstances, knowing what she risked turning into. She has spent the last several days, trying to unravel where it all started, and how to move on from it.
It's occurred to her that she hasn't felt quite right since before, as the wolf, she bit Savage. She hadn't wanted to hurt him - they were friends. But she had been afraid, the mushrooms had been obscuring her vision, and she thought he was Maul, trying to kill her again. Even that, she realizes in hindsight doesn't make sense. Maul had done everything he could to show her he didn't want her dead, not truly, and to make amends for it.
She told no one what had happened, outside of the man she now knows as John. He was supposed to be a healer. She thought he could help. Part of her had wanted to tell the people she was closest to, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, afraid of how they would react. Clear headed, she recognizes what a mistake that had been. Tara would have been concerned, of course, but knowing it wasn't something Willow did intentionally, she probably would have helped, the same as Ozpin or Oscar, or any of the rest of her family. Clear headed, it's easier to recognize it as a sign of something unnatural brewing, so subtly she failed to see it for what it was.
It still takes a day or two for her to reach out. She needs time and space to try to recover from the grief and shock from so much loss and horror all at once. It's starting to worry her that the wounds from where Reaper had shot her don't seem to be getting any better, but at least they're no worse.
She's already worked out what she needs to do, and she hates it. She hates even more that she can't go in person, but it's too dangerous. She is terrified both that she might hurt Tara again if corruption should take hold again, and more than that, she's afraid by virtue of their relationship, Tara might be targeted by those looking to harm her, should they decide there hasn't been enough harm already.
The feed opens and it's not the familiar bedroom they shared for the first several months Tara was in town, but the Pines' family home. She's resting on the sofa where she can keep her injured leg elevated.
It takes her a moment to find her voice, and when she does it comes out a little congested and rough sounding.]
Hey... I, uh. I'm sorry I can't come see you in person. Can we talk? If - if it's a bad time, it's okay.