What happened

Who: Evil!Willow & Oz
What: Meet. And it's all sunshine and lollipops and rainbows everywhere! Or not. It's actually the opposite really.
When: Now Like?
Ect: I just wanted to use this icon. It's so very OOC for this log,

Oz: Oz wasn't sure if running away from problems was an Oz skill, or a werewolf skill. Well, okay, so his big problems had started when he became a werewolf so maybe it was an Oz skill that had just been dormant until he been bit. Didn't mater, what mattered in the end was that Oz was running. Again.

He was on the street moving fast, keeping his eyes downcast. He had gone back to his apartment and changed into his own clothes, and felt a little more … human now. But he could still see the bodies. Maybe it had been there time … sure, but he had sure played a part in their death. That could not be denied.

His apartment wasn't completely packed up, Oz did have vague plans to return. Just not anytime soon. So he walked, head down, hands in pockets and tried to think nice happy, completely human thoughts.

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The small spots of blood were nearly impossible to see against the dark fabric of her Salem inspired coat. She'd been tricked. Although Willow had succeeded in ripping the skin from her still living victim's flesh, insuring an unimaginably painful death, the victory was sullied.

Warren had won even in his death.

The scream that followed would have made the ears of surrounding bystanders bleed if there had been any. It was a furies' cry and Willow only lacked talons and snakes for hair. The tantrum that followed made the ground quiver in unease while the air became frigid and sharp.

Wherever she'd been sent, it was claustrophobic. If she wasn't released soon...
Tags: stephen strange, willow rosenberg, baron mordo

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