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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Slayer inna bar, with coffee and food.

Headphones are in evidence, but no books, this time, Antarian or otherwise.

Conversation welcome.

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[un_fallen]

It's probably not terribly obvious, but there's a patron a few seats over who glances up from his battered file folders every so often to look warily in Faith's direction.

Not terribly obvious to someone who's not Faith, that is.

[lvpd_sidle]

CSI sitting nearby, with a notebook and a pensive expression.

Just another night for Sara.

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

Now? No headphones.

They seem to have slid off her head of their own volition, and are around her neck.

[supersymmetry]

And there is a Fred! Nearby! Wearing an expression that is rather relieved, if still slightly exhausted from having worried for nearly a week straight.

"Faith, hey!"