ILLYRIAN
Druish Pervonian Wizard
After much rethinking and spending lots of time renaming characters I came up with this.
Willow and the Angels
Known as Andrew he was at Cordelia's parents back garden at their house, he was sitting on the garden setting with a set of binoculars mounted on a tripod. He was looking up at the clouds trying to see what shapes he could find. About to stop, having been looking at the clouds for about two hours, he saw a figure fall towards the earth. He called to Cordelia and asks her to come outside, Cordelia went outside to see what Andrew wanted.
He said that he was trying just looking at the clouds to see if he could see any shape, he said he has just seen a figure plummet towards the earth.
“Where is the figure now?” asked Cordelia.
“Well it seemed to fly down to the earth, behind that hotel on top of that hill.”
“Then lets go there, I'll stop to get Thompson on the way,” she said.
Cordelia got in her car and drove them to the hotel. She stopped in the hotels parking area, Cordelia got out of the car, and she looked at the hotel.
“I never thought I would come to this place again.” "Why how do you know this place? asked Oz.
“My uncle used to own this place, until he became a vampire that is. Then he left the place to me in a will."
Andrew turned to face Cordelia.
“Just because he became a vampire it does not mean you should sell the hotel.”
“True, I do still own the place but I employed a manager to run the place,” said Cordelia. She turned to face the door to the kitchen when the manager and the head waitress came into the restaurant. Xander (the manager) and Willow (the head waitress) walked to a table where they sat down.
Andrew looked at the clock on the wall, it was three twenty nine.
“Your waitresses have all been busy, all the place settings are ready for tonight’s meals,” said Xander.
Willow nods her head and smiles to Xander then they go to the hotels Cafe.
“What have you got planned for the rest of the day?”
Willow stands and goes to the reception desk to get a drink of water which she takes them back to the table.
“I do take pride on being able to read a persons aura. Now if only I could see how much a customer was going to tip us,” said Willow.
Xander laughed then turned to look at the front as a young woman walked in he continued to watch her as she went to an empty table.
The young woman sat down and rested her sunglasses on the top of her head.
“Come on then Willow, tell me all you can about her,” said Xander. He pointed at the woman who has just walked in.
Willow looked to the young woman as she sat at a table. “She is not a wealthy girl, that is a shame, bang goes the tip nice sunglasses though,” said Willow.
“What about her aura? What colours can you see?” asked Xander.
“Her aura is, oh! I have never seen a person whose aura is pure white.”
Xander looked curiously to Willow. “Is that so unusual?” asked Xander.
Willow smiled, “The aura sometimes tells me about her, her type of personality.
“So what does her aura tell you about her?” asked Xander. “It should tell me if she is good or bad.”
“So what could a pure white aura tell you?” he asked.
Willow grimaced “It doesn’t, I find myself asking if she is a human. A pure white might indicate that she is an – oh!” exclaimed Willow as she stared at the woman, then faced Xander.
“No, she can’t be one of them,” said Willow.
“What can’t she be one of?” asked Xander.
The young woman turned to face Willow, she then smiled to her.
“Willow, are you about to start crying?” asked Xander.
Willow faced the young woman, “I do know you don't I but how, it is you, isn't it!”
Xander was puzzled by what Willow said,
“Do you know her?” he asked.
Willow burst out crying, “Yes I do, well sort of, though it can’t be her, I need to read my other cards.”
Willow went into the restaurant’s reception area, she took her pack of Tarot Cards from a drawer.
Back at the table she sat down and started to deal the cards.
Xander looked to Willow. “What do you think you are doing?”
“I want to see what sort of a person she is,” said Willow and lay all the cards face down in sets of three.
Hopefully doing this will let me see the truth about her.
To Be Continued
Willow and the Angels
Known as Andrew he was at Cordelia's parents back garden at their house, he was sitting on the garden setting with a set of binoculars mounted on a tripod. He was looking up at the clouds trying to see what shapes he could find. About to stop, having been looking at the clouds for about two hours, he saw a figure fall towards the earth. He called to Cordelia and asks her to come outside, Cordelia went outside to see what Andrew wanted.
He said that he was trying just looking at the clouds to see if he could see any shape, he said he has just seen a figure plummet towards the earth.
“Where is the figure now?” asked Cordelia.
“Well it seemed to fly down to the earth, behind that hotel on top of that hill.”
“Then lets go there, I'll stop to get Thompson on the way,” she said.
Cordelia got in her car and drove them to the hotel. She stopped in the hotels parking area, Cordelia got out of the car, and she looked at the hotel.
“I never thought I would come to this place again.” "Why how do you know this place? asked Oz.
“My uncle used to own this place, until he became a vampire that is. Then he left the place to me in a will."
Andrew turned to face Cordelia.
“Just because he became a vampire it does not mean you should sell the hotel.”
“True, I do still own the place but I employed a manager to run the place,” said Cordelia. She turned to face the door to the kitchen when the manager and the head waitress came into the restaurant. Xander (the manager) and Willow (the head waitress) walked to a table where they sat down.
Andrew looked at the clock on the wall, it was three twenty nine.
“Your waitresses have all been busy, all the place settings are ready for tonight’s meals,” said Xander.
Willow nods her head and smiles to Xander then they go to the hotels Cafe.
“What have you got planned for the rest of the day?”
Willow stands and goes to the reception desk to get a drink of water which she takes them back to the table.
“I do take pride on being able to read a persons aura. Now if only I could see how much a customer was going to tip us,” said Willow.
Xander laughed then turned to look at the front as a young woman walked in he continued to watch her as she went to an empty table.
The young woman sat down and rested her sunglasses on the top of her head.
“Come on then Willow, tell me all you can about her,” said Xander. He pointed at the woman who has just walked in.
Willow looked to the young woman as she sat at a table. “She is not a wealthy girl, that is a shame, bang goes the tip nice sunglasses though,” said Willow.
“What about her aura? What colours can you see?” asked Xander.
“Her aura is, oh! I have never seen a person whose aura is pure white.”
Xander looked curiously to Willow. “Is that so unusual?” asked Xander.
Willow smiled, “The aura sometimes tells me about her, her type of personality.
“So what does her aura tell you about her?” asked Xander. “It should tell me if she is good or bad.”
“So what could a pure white aura tell you?” he asked.
Willow grimaced “It doesn’t, I find myself asking if she is a human. A pure white might indicate that she is an – oh!” exclaimed Willow as she stared at the woman, then faced Xander.
“No, she can’t be one of them,” said Willow.
“What can’t she be one of?” asked Xander.
The young woman turned to face Willow, she then smiled to her.
“Willow, are you about to start crying?” asked Xander.
Willow faced the young woman, “I do know you don't I but how, it is you, isn't it!”
Xander was puzzled by what Willow said,
“Do you know her?” he asked.
Willow burst out crying, “Yes I do, well sort of, though it can’t be her, I need to read my other cards.”
Willow went into the restaurant’s reception area, she took her pack of Tarot Cards from a drawer.
Back at the table she sat down and started to deal the cards.
Xander looked to Willow. “What do you think you are doing?”
“I want to see what sort of a person she is,” said Willow and lay all the cards face down in sets of three.
Hopefully doing this will let me see the truth about her.
To Be Continued