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11 August 2005 @ 08:18 pm
Jenny had heard about the Unitarian Universalisms Pagan Society on the internet. She had scoffed at the idea of joining a primarily Christian organization, even one that was open to pagans. After all she only needed her internet pagan group; she was a techno pagan after all and she only needed her technology to perform the rituals she did. However death can change a woman.

It was hard to relate to people anymore. For the first few days after being brought back to life Jenny spent most of her time alone in her room or with Giles. She was scared to venture out to the real world because last time she did this she died. Her neck still ached at times and though she knew this was an artificial aching it still kept her properly afraid of the real world.

She knew though that if things were to ever get better she would need to leave her room time to time and meet other people. That was why she was here, in a middle of a UU church, bowing her head as the local High Priestess led everyone in guided meditation. Jenny was trying to follow along. She was trying to see the woods, the trees, and the birds flying over head. However she could not see any of this, she could only fell her pulse quicken as an invisible presence brought fear to her heart.

“Now everyone open your eyes.” Jenny opened her eyes and felt an easy smile break her lips. People around her seemed so at peace, so relaxed, for a moment Jenny wondered if she even belonged here. “Ok who wants to say who there spirit animal is.” That is when Jenny decided she needed to leave. She did not know why but for some reason she was hit with a feeling of dread. It hit her hard, a blow almost physical in nature.

People watched her as she left but she did not care. If she did not get out of that place now she would loose it.. and she lost too much already. She left the place and went straight home. She needed to be with him, she needed to know he was alright needed him to protect her from the invisible thing that seemed to be following her where ever she went. She needed Giles.

(open to Giles when he is ready)
Janna (Jenny) Calender: me// jannayounoticedthat on September 3rd, 2005 04:56 am (UTC)
It is hard to argue with the man you love to begin with, it gets harder when he is shoving his tongue down your throat. Not that I was going to complain, it was always nice to feel his passion.

“Your tea is done.” I said breathlessly as the kiss broke. “Or the water is at least.” I smiled a little sloppily as I stepped back so he could prepare his tea. “So what tea are you having tonight? Something wild and strange or the standard fair?” I had picked up some exotic organic teas a few days ago but they seemed to go untouched so far. I should have guess that Giles would not really be interested in something like that. He was definitely a man with a routine.
Rupert Giles: 02. Watching You Smilerather_british on September 3rd, 2005 05:07 am (UTC)
With slight hesitation, I pulled myself away from her. There was something warm and inviting about her. I never wanted to leave. I could stay all day in her deep brown eyes, but that whistling was getting damn annoying. I finally broke her gaze and turned back to the stove.

"You know I love you," I said softly, "the mere fact that I let you redecorate my flat should prove that, but some things should always stay the same. My tea being one of them." I finished making the tea and settled down on the sofa. Pulling her down next to me, I asked, "How was your meeting?"
Janna (Jenny) Calender: me//checkered past uncleyounoticedthat on September 25th, 2005 03:03 am (UTC)
“My meeting was fine.” I said with a smile and than started to talk about the meeting in elaborate detail. Of course I neglected to mention the feeling of dread that was haunting me lately. Giles would worry and the more I talked the more I knew that I was not long for this world. My death had put me in limbo and I knew my life had not exactly set things right either. Willow had meant well but the world was not right and I was part of the problem. Soon though I was sleepy and so was Giles. I took his hand and took him to bed. I was not sure how much time I would have with him so I wanted the time we did have to be meaningful. After all I loved him.