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Chapter Four
LARP-
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Tara spent the rest of the morning googling LARP-ing. No sleep for the wicked. Donny had explained it to her as people who dress up in character and physically act out either with symbolic weapons or real story line. From the information she gathered it booked like Buffy was the leader, the gamemaster. From what the web told her it looked to be a pervasive LARP which explained why the group treated her as part of the LARP. The monkey-bird, Tara really wished they had picked something cooler for her.
Tara wrote down a list of what she knew about the LARP:
1) They are vampires
2) Buffy is the Slayer, who kills vampires (?)
3) Anya is Xander ex and into vengeance
4) Magic Box – place of gathering
5) Patrolling is possible word for LARP.
6) Willow is beautiful
Tara although exhausted, felt a new thrill of energy realizing that Willow and rest weren’t crazy just amused by alternative games. That something she could live with, hell, its something that might even be fun. No one knew her here, she didn’t have any obligation to act normal. And of course than there was Willow. She admired a woman who did what she wanted, even if it was a little kooky.
Tara looked at the clock. Her first morning class started in fifteen minutes, Anthropology of Gender. She debated sleep versus class. The ideas of class were nothing new to her but a nice reminder of not being alone in her giant queer world. She was sad to miss the class sleep eventually one over. Tara stripped off her shirt and constricting bra, leaving her jeans on. There was something about being topless, that made her feel nicely butch. She loved the feeling. She crawled into bed, her hand laying across her warm tummy, and fell asleep instantly.
************ Mean While at the Magic Box ******************************
“And you say she just appeared out of nowhere?” Giles asked standing behind the counter.
“Yeah, kinda like a sneaky cat or something. Spike seemed to know more but…” Buffy paused awkwardly “ he had to leave.”
“I see.” Giles said curtly obviously disapproving of Spike. “And you said she called herself, a Monkey-Bird, but she looked human. That’s rather interesting you know.”
A sharp jingle rang across the room as Willow rushed in, throwing her backpack down and sitting within a single movement. “Morning!”
“And how many Mocca’s did you have this morning Miss. Psycho pep squad?”
“None, and hey!” Willow said looking mildly offended. “Cant a girl just be excited about life?”
Buffy looked over at Willow knowingly. “Mmmmhmmm, so who is the guy?”
Willow shrugged, “no new guy. Just all excited. It was nice to meet Tara last nice.”
“Yes, we were just discussing her actually before you popped in.” Giles answered while looking through some books.
Willow mumbled, “Cant a girl just be a little poppy without getting a pooh-pooh?”
Giles completely ignored Willow “You know it seems to me that, this girl, Tara, may be something called a Lark.”
“A Lark, that sounds interesting and mysterious!” Willow said giddily.
“Is she evil?” Buffy asked.
Willow smacked Buffy, “Tara is not evil! Right Giles? Tell her…” Willow said looking alarmed. She didn’t want Tara to be evil.
“Um, no. Not if she is a Lark. You may have been extremely rude in calling her a monkey-bird. However from her stealthy arrival and the use of the term, monkey-bird, it is likely that is a Lark. Listen here” Giles said reading from a book, “they are an ancient line of female warriors known for being stealthy. They originated from the 13th century line of totemic tribal worshipers known as the Kwan. Some females were thought to be mortal vessel of Raven Spirit, a Lark, and were given the responsibility of protecting and leading the Kwan. In the 16th century the Kwan were forced to flee with sole surviving Lark a young girl reported to be only eight. They fled to the Amazon base under the protection of a Witch from a tribe of the mono or monkey peoples. The witch and the last remaining Lark fell in love and through magic’s created a powerful leader, their Daughter and the last known LARK, Paz. There are no further references about Paz or any other Lark.”
“Neat.” Willow said with images of Amazon Babes running swinging through the jungle filling her mind.
“What is she doing here?” Buffy asked.
“I don’t know. Perhaps, she is on a mission or perhaps she just wants to go College.” Giles responded.
“Speaking of college, I am gonna late if I don’t get moving.”Buffy said lamely not moving from her perch on the counter top.
Willow glared at Buffy giving her the good old resolve face until Buffy moved.
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Tara awoke late in the afternoon to hunger pains. She hadn’t eaten anything since yesterdays lunch. She quickly got up, and opted for a can of tuna instead of leaving the room. It was about the same quality as the cafeteria and this way, she didn’t have to put her clothes back on. Extra bonus.
She glanced at her answering machine hoping that perhaps Willow had called and left a message while she was sleeping. No such luck. She knew it still too soon to brood over it but she was starting to get a little antsy. It was so nice just walking home with Willow, she had forgotten all about the rest of the world and just become relaxed in the gentle walk home with the beautiful red head. It wasn’t something she was use to but it was something she was determined to have again.
Tara tapped a few keys on her lap top summoning it to life. So if Willow was into Larping, maybe it is something they could do get to know each other . Tara quickly googled monky-bird in hopes of coming up with some character ideas for her LARP character. If she was gonna do this, she was going to have a cool character. One that got all the girls. Or at lest one girl, Willow.