Wildcrafting Club: Wednesday, October 19, 6PM

[studentwillow.livejournal.com]

Willow arrives in front of the library with her usual Wildcrafting gear: knapsack, bug spray, geeky white socks ready to be pulled up above jeans hems. She also has a notebook and pencil in her specimen basket.

[[OOC: As usual, this will be played in slowtime until next Tuesday.]]

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[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George approaches the group with a cup of coffee in one hand, and a spiral-bound notebook in the other, looking distinctly uncomfortable. "Hey, are you Willow?" she asks, awkwardly. "I'm George Lass, with the paper. I, um, wondered if maybe I could do a sorta total immersion thing with the group to see what sort of activities you guys get up to. And then, if you have time, maybe I can interview you or something?"

[studentwillow.livejournal.com]

Willow smiles at someone who's even more awkward and tongue-tied than she usually is. "Sure, George. You can come along."

She looks her up and down.

"It's good you're wearing long pants. We have to watch out for deer ticks and pixies."

[deadlikegeorge.livejournal.com]

George smiles and begins to reply, but gets a little tripped up once she realizes what Willow just said. "Pixies?" she echoes, brow furrowed. "As in faeries?"