1st Leaf - [Voice]

[moontothetide]

Um...hi? Am I using this right? I mean...okay, s-sometimes I'd talk to plants, back home, but...th-they weren't such great listeners.

Okay. Um. I, I'm going to assume that I am. Just because...I-I don't know any better. So, um, hi. I'm Tara. I just woke up here. I think this place, um, kind of technically qualifies as the afterlife for me, at least if I'm remembering back home correctly, so...hope I'm in for a long stay.

It's nice to meet you all...whoever you are. I, I'll try not to get in anyone's way.

[Tara makes to hang up...but, after a beat, she hastily brings the vines back up again. After a moment of accidentally switching to text. What? Willow was the technologically inclined one in the relationship, after all.]

Okay. Um, so, this may be the afterlife, but I'm kind of tired from all this walking, so I guess I'll probably need a place to sleep. Does, um, does anyone know where I could look? I-I don't take up much space. Promise. I mean...can't be much worse than a dorm room, right?

I, I'm not that good with reading maps, so if I stumble into a private place...well, um, sorry about that. I'll leave, if I do, and you tell me. Just, y'know...telling would be good. Telling and not, um, attacking. Th-Thank you.

Comments

Re: video;

[jemerite]

There are alive people, too. You might be alive. How is your pulse?

[The smile solidifies a little better.]

My name is Zinc.

Re: video;

[moontothetide]

[Tara actually does check her pulse. It's been that sort of day. Sure enough, it's racing away under her fingertips - faster than normal, since this many people in such a strange situation is a bit nervewracking.]

S-Still, um, pulsing. [Then a rather disconcerting thought strikes her, and she looks back at Zinc.] ...w-why?

Re: video;

[jemerite]

Not too dead, then.

[She glances off, considering how to answer. It takes her a moment, but she holds up her own wrist, a vague indicator that they are still talking about pulses,]

I don't.

Re: video;

[moontothetide]

[Tara stares blankly for a second, clearly not getting it...

...and then she does. Coming from Sunnydale makes you kick on the draw, in some small but very specific ways.]

O-Oh.

[And, of course, the thought that immediately jumps into her mind is "Oh my god help me it's a zombie!". Despite the fact that she's faced worse. Even killed worse, although only the once.]

That's, um...different.

Re: video;

[jemerite]

[She nods.]

Most are not... like me.

[moontothetide]

That's...

[Reassuring.]

...th-that's too bad. I mean...must get, um, kind of lonely.

[jemerite]

[She smiles faintly. It is lonely. She's always lonely. She was before, she is now.]

Sometimes. But the girls are nice. They will help you, me too, if I can.