#maclae

Girls had been disappearing from the neighborhood for the last few weeks and at first Jael had let her brother talk her into leaving it to the cops, but when a young woman from their apartment building was next that was just too far.  This was her territory, she couldn’t have some jackass hunting here.  Not like this.  So for the last several days she’d been patrolling the nearest five blocks at night, looking for anything out of the ordinary.  When she heard a woman’s cry in an alley she growled under her breath and stalked in that direction, grabbing the guy cornering a woman about her age and yanking him back with a snarl.

“Let’s have a chat.”  She said in her most threatening tone as she shoved him up against a wall.  His face shifted, growing deformed as she finally picked out the stench of undeath from the regular dirty alley smells.  But rather than looking too startled by her ability to haul him around the vampire grinned back at her.  And then there was pain in the back of her head and she was knocked out.

When she woke she was in a dimly lit room, it looked like a basement or storeroom of some sort, with her hands tied behind her and her ankles bound as well.  Her shoulder was pressed up against another woman’s, but otherwise the room seemed to be empty.  Grunting she strained against the ropes, knowing she needed to be free before the vampires returned to enjoy their little feast.

“you know i’ve been gone from sunnydale, and i’ve gotta say i do not miss it,” cordy folded her arms over her chest as she hung in the background watching two groups of people -- the scoobies, and angel investigations -- talk about the upcoming threat. a threat so big it’d need both teams working together to stop it. she hung in the background even though the background was not where she belonged. though, admittedly, she took a little comfort in the fact that there was one person in the room who didn’t know her. and therefor didn’t hate her, even as willow seemed to be tossing nervous glances in their direction every five freaking minutes like cordelia was going to eat tara whole. 

@maclae​ sent :  the scene where he wolfs out and attacks tara, perhaps? //  Send me a scene that happened in canon and I’ll write in detail how my muse felt in it!

  so  there  was  little  CHANCE  that  he  could  re-enroll  this  late  in  the  semester  .  which  was  a  bummer  ,  but  he  could  at  least  read  up  on  the  classes  available  to  him  .  thankfully  ,  his  grades  weren’t  a  problem  &&  the  excuse  that  he  had  family  issues  to  deal  with  had  been  taken  as  gospel  .  he  saw  no  reason  to  lie  now  that  he  understood  that  the  wolf  thing  was  part  of  him   sorta  .  he  didn’t  really  like  the  thought  &&  hadn’t  really  accepted  it  properly    ,  his  skin  itched  from  the  act  of  not  transforming  last  night  .  it  was  CLOSE  to  the  surface  .  dawa  had  warned  oz  of  it  but  oz  had  shrugged  it  off  .

better  than  transforming  ,  he  figured  .  

staring  at  the  information  on  the  board  &&  arms  holding  a  well  of  books  about  music  studies  &&  psychology  ,  oz  was  trying  his  best  to  feel  like  he  belonged  back  here  .  this  was  his  home  after  all  .  but  since  he  got  back  ,  he  couldn’t  help  but  notice  the  weird  energy  coming  from  the  gang  .  sure  him  leaving  wasn’t  the  best  of  circumstances  .  but  he  had  hoped  they’d  understand  .  ESPECIALLY  after  what  veruca  &&  her  pack  had  done  .  

but  what  was  worse  than  anything  else  was  the  weird  way  willow  had  reacted  .  he  had  hoped  that  they  could  be  themselves  again  .  he  UNDERSTOOD  why  it  might  take  time  ,  he  had  left  without  any  reassurance  he  would  return  .  so  he  couldn’t  place  all  that  expectation  on  willow  .  but  a  small  part  of  him  hoped  she’d  get  it  .  that  she’d  be  the  one  to  understand  .  maybe  it  would  never  be  the  same  as  it  was  ,  but  he  loved  willow  .  &&  he  HOPED  that  she’d  still  love -  

his  head  turned  .  he  could  smell  her  .  but  when  his  eyes  settled  on  the  blonde  girl  from  before  -  tara  ?  -  his  eyes  narrowed  slightly  .  “  will-  ”  he  stopped  himself  &&  then  shook  his  head  clear  .  “  sorry  i  thought  i  smel-  i  thought  i  saw  willow  .  ”

the  girl  -  tara  -  looked  at  him  terrified  .  as  if  she  thought  he  was  going  to  hurt  her  .  oz  quickly  inferred  that  she  did  not  have  a  great  RELATIONSHIP  with  men  in  general  .  why  was  willow’s  smell  all  over  her  ?

tara  was  asking  about  him  enrolling  again  &&  oz’s  head  was  starting  to  feel  under  pressure  .  like  a  building  towards  anger  &&  wanting  to  be  released  .  the  wolf  was  close  to  the  surface  &&  oz  had  no  idea  how  to  deal  with  it  as  much  as  he  THOUGHT  -

his  hand  made  for  tara’s  arm  .  perhaps  a  little  more  aggressive  than  he  would  have  liked  .  keep  your  inner  cool  man  .  come  on  .  keep  your  inner  cool  .  no  come  on  .  come  on  .  no  ! 

his  mind  was  thudding  ,  finding  itself  muddled  .  “  is  she  in  love  with  you  ?  ”  the  voice  that  came  out  of  his  throat  was  haunted  ,  sad  &&  angry  in  a  way  that  he  never  expected  .  he  didn’t  want  to  hurt  her  .  &&  he  could  feel  the  wolf  ERUPT  in  a  fit  of  anger  .  like  the  cage  that  oz  kept  him  in  had  suddenly  been  ripped  open  .  

his  eyes  caught  sight  of  his  hands  ,  feeling  them  lengthening  &&  stretching  .  no  .  no  !  he  had  no  RIGHT  to  get  upset  .  he  had  no  right  to  get  like  this  .  he  stared  in  disbelief  at  himself  .  that  he  could  feel  like  this  .  he  thought  he  had  mastered  it  .  he  didn’t  want  to  hurt  her  .  willow  had  MOVED  on  .  that  wasn’t  tara’s  fault  .  that  was  his  .  he  felt  the  anger  &&  hatred  rise  inside  him  .  not  towards  the  blonde  girl  .  but  towards  himself  .  

oz  stared  ,  feeling  himself  begin  to  change  .  it  was  like  THINGS  were  in  slow  motion  .  she  had  to  get  out  of  here  .  he  didn’t  want  to  hurt  her  but  he  had  no  control  of  the  wolf  .  not  as  much  as  he  liked  to  pretend  .  he  just  wanted  to  get  home  to  willow  .  &&  willow  didn’t  want  him  any  more  .  

she  needed  to  get  out  of  her  .

@maclae​ sent :  ☎

NAME:  Tara 

RINGTONE: how soon is now - the smiths

PICTURE:  below

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: I’ll bring the snacks :)

LAST TEXT SENT:  movie marathon 2nite?