Willow turned and dashed into the crowd, fighting her way to the river. Was that--yes, a blonde head at one of the benches, a familiar head--two blonde heads, the other woman with her hands on Tara's face and Tara crying . A big man with biker tattoos got in Willow's way, and she snarled at him. He started to snap back, but he faded back, a stammering apology on his lips. Willow shoved past, not caring what she'd almost unleashed in her terror.
The other woman, Glory, her head back with a blissful smile on her face, Tara no longer crying--a laughing couple in the way, likewise hurrying away at Willow's glare--Tara alone, staring at nothing, Glory vanished into the crowd...
Willow fell onto the bench, crying and reaching for her lover. Tara whimpered as Willow nudged her injured hand. "Baby, Tara, oh, please, God, Goddess, anyone ..."
Tara looked at her solemnly. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, "but the rabbits, they tried, but they can't sing." Buffy found them there ten minutes later, Tara rocking over her arm and Willow crying as she ran a lock of Tara's hair through her fingers.
More good stuff! Lovely insight into Tara, Willow and magic.
Oooo! Nice stuff, connie. I like the insight into Tara.
The young woman--oops, womyn
Snerk!
Willow hadn't learned what Tara had been taught: the powers of the universe had opinions and preferences, which might not match your own, and you'd best understand that the powers you're dealing with might want something other than you do and might be stronger than you.
Yeah. Damn straight.
I love the comparison of magic and computers. Because, really, wasn't that always Willow's problem with magic? She thought of it as a science. As chemistry, only with more newt. She didn't embrace it as a religion and a way of life. She didn't respect it.
She thought of it as a science. As chemistry, only with more newt. She didn't embrace it as a religion and a way of life. She didn't respect it.
I'm not sure that lots of talk about 'it's all connected' will really help with that. (I'm okay with season 7 here, aren't I?) What I've seen so far doesn't convince me she's really embraced it as a way of life.
Season 7 is good.
And I agree with you. She's missing the real problem. It's a thing with her. She fixates on one thing that is wrong, addresses that (or tries to) and thinks that everything will be fine. I'm thinking here of the cookies in
Something Blue. And now I'm going to stop; I've talked about this too much recently.
She fixates on one thing that is wrong, addresses that (or tries to) and thinks that everything will be fine. I'm thinking here of the cookies in Something Blue.
Wrod. On a slight tangent (in that it's still about Willow but more about you than her): does you dislikehatred of Willow get in the way of your enjoying the show? I mean, sometimes I've disliked a character (or an actor) so much that I simply can't watch anything with them in.
Interesting.. I wonder if that might be what's wrong with my enjoyment of this season.. . No, because I have a remarkable ability to excise unpleasant things (vis, I manage to forget how prominent R*l*y was in FFL). She makes me roll my eyes, that's true... But if the writing is good, if the characters are making sense, if Willow isn't a major focus - I enjoy the show immensely.
Something happened to me in Season 6, though.
Gone
made me so fucking angry that I couldn't enjoy any of the spots that would normally make me happy. The Xander, the Spike. I just couldn't get beyond that. Yet I was able to get beyond the first 40 minutes of
Him
*season 7 episode* to enjoy the final 20 very, very much.
In conclusion: eh, I dunno. I don't think so.
