guiltapalooza: (☆ day has come but it's no better)
Willow Rosenberg ([personal profile] guiltapalooza) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-01-19 09:08 pm

❝Just hold on don't turn around❞

Characters Willow ([personal profile] guiltapalooza) and England [personal profile] sunneversetson). CLOSED.
Setting: Whatever dorm room is England's I'm lazy.
Format: Action tags, I guess?
Summary: It's about time she checked up on one of the people she'd met during the tower renovation.
Warnings: None!

[She really has been finding herself with far too much free time at the tower, even despite recent events. (Goddess, those recent events. It was so much like Sunnydale here it was uncanny, only without the people, arguably the most important difference possible.) When Willow grows idle, she grows social-- she always has, gravitating naturally to occupying herself by supporting other people.

And there had been one person she'd met while the tower was being renovated that stuck out in her mind. That had been a crazy, mind-numbingly hectic day, but she was left with several impressions. One, that she could count on all the people she'd thought she could count on; and two, that she could also apparently count on someone named Arthur Kirkland.

Thankfully there was only one of him here, so it was easy to find his name placque. She takes a moment to steel her nerves against impromptu social interaction, which she can still get kinda nervous about... and knocks on his door.

There is, noticeably, a plate in her hands covered in tin foil.]
keepscalm: (074❦but be contented)

[personal profile] keepscalm 2012-01-21 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Thankfully, due to Link's potion, England was mostly healed up and could leave the infirmary. Which was wonderful, because he was pretty sick of being there; hospitals in general were crappy places to find oneself in, but especially here in the Tower, where the medical staff (that weren't hired nurses) seemed robotic to a point...

A knock on the door had him out of bed, his embroidery hoop -- which he thankfully could work on now that his fingers weren't bleeding and taped together -- momentarily set aside so he could answer the door.

He blinked in surprise a little at Willow. Of course, he expected to see her again eventually, but for her to actually seek him out?

No, wait, don't assume. Maybe she's here for one of his roommates. He gives a polite smile.]
Ah, good day, Miss Rosenberg. [...just "Willow" probably would have been better, but he doesn't know her that well yet. Best be on the safe side.] You're well, I hope?