SkeletonShadow

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

"So?" She growls, "We get tons of dead people in here. Until there is evidence that she is a danger, she has the right to be here just as anyone else." The air around Willow had grown dark and crackled with lightning. She started to walk to the kitchen and turned around, "and don't try and provoke her either. It's rude," she says before disappearing through the kitchen doors. @Dark Light

She emerged a short time later with a fresh pot of coffee and a few mugs. Most of which she places near the bar, one she filled. She set the pot down and stood nearby, sipping the coffee. The light around her disappeared as she calmed down.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willows face hardens, "She has done nothing wrong. Many people would say I'm unnatural and should be killed.." She says while glaring at him. She stands up and lifts her chin, "We have no proof that she has hurt anyone." @Dark Light

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow shakes her head, "No, no, no, it wasn't her," she said looking down at the table. Her arm stung, but it didn't really hurt anymore. @Dark Light

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@CandiBarr Yeaah!!

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow let out a breath she didn't really notice herself holding, "Thanks," she mutters as he sped her own work up. She looked at him through narrowed eyes, not really trusting him since he saw through her illusion, though she tried to pass it off as she was just tired. The wound looked quite clean, the stitches looked like a doctor had done them. She let the illusion drop completely now that she felt better and she tested it out, flexing her fingers and elbow. After seeing that it works well, she pulled the little yellow lights out and let them disappear. Willow pulled a clean bandage out of a bag next to her chair, expertly wrapping it. She ignored the last question. @Dark Light

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow half slumped in her seat. She was struggling to keep the illusion on her arm in place. By this point she had drained most of the bottle, the glass becoming full again as quickly as the drink went down her throat. She still didn't like the look of Lilith, but had more important things to worry about. She had picked a table where the shadows fell perfectly across her arm and face, so anyone who hadn't seen her in the light wouldn't notice anything odd. Willow pulled out what looked to be a sewing kit and quietly began to stich her own arm up, part of the drink going onto a rag to clean it.
It took less than a minute to get the entire gash sewn up. Willow started to run her good hand up and down it, from an outside point it simply looked like she was rubbing her arm, but if one were close they could see little yellow lights shooting into the wound. She settled back and felt the color returning to her face meaning the little lights were doing their job. She had made them to go into her arm and fix all of the nerves and blood vessels and anything else that had been injured.
The last bit of the drink disappeared and Willow took the time to actually look around her for the first time since coming in. Her gaze lingered on Lilith, but not too long just in case she noticed. Willow knew she shouldn't not like her outright, but couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort. @CandiBarr

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow doesn't reply. She downs the glass she was poured and she takes the now empty glass and the bottle and settles herself at a table near the wall. @Snarfulblast

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow shrugs using her good arm, "Just a little ache," She replies, though there wasn't much light around her like usual and she was starting to look pale, "It fell asleep and now I have pins and needles," she rushes for an answer. @Snarfulblast

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow slipped inside as quietly as she could. She looked relatively normal except for a long gash down her left arm, which she clutched tightly to her body. Due to her abilities, the wound could only be seen out of the corner of ones eyes, if one were to look at it directly in any way, her arm showed no sign of anything out of the ordinary. She walked up to the bar, seeing drinking lined up.
"Hey Snarf, think I could get a drink?" She asked, already reaching to one of the blood wines. @Snarfulblast

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Willow sighs and walks briskly out of the tavern, looking as if she had somewhere she needed to be.