[Faith arrives at the clockhouse wrapped up in black leather and looking like baby's first assassin rogue DND character. She's beginning to feel apprehensive about this house that is leagues ahead in terms of security and upkeep compared to her own, and yet Willow's dead and Faith can't even find Maul to stomp his fucking head into the ground.
It's fine.
Tara mentioned she wanted to move in, and Faith's here to help, so she just steps inside.]
Uhhh, Tara? [She calls out to the empty foyer as she hesitantly starts walking toward wherever Willow and Tara sleep.] I'm here if you need help clearing your stuff or whatever.
action, some time after febuary 20th
It's fine.
Tara mentioned she wanted to move in, and Faith's here to help, so she just steps inside.]
Uhhh, Tara? [She calls out to the empty foyer as she hesitantly starts walking toward wherever Willow and Tara sleep.] I'm here if you need help clearing your stuff or whatever.