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milliways_bar2006-05-26 08:04 pm
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Well here's a face that hasn't been seen often.
It's that wedding plan stuff.
But she has a couple of people to ask small favors of - well, a couple of people and one certain vampire - so here's Faith, with coffee and a small, secretive smile.
It's that wedding plan stuff.
But she has a couple of people to ask small favors of - well, a couple of people and one certain vampire - so here's Faith, with coffee and a small, secretive smile.
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Faith joins him, holding her coffee, sitting next to him with a smile.
"Nicky. Hey."
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"Hmmm? Who's this stranger then?"
He's teasing.
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"Oh, I think you'll remember me if you try." Beat. "I haven't been around much, I know. I'm sorry."
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"Neither have I, truth be told," he gives her a smile before putting his arm out for her. Dante doesn't look particularly pleased with this, but he doesn't move.
"I've been... adjusting, mostly."
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There's a pause, and then, very quietly, she says, "We've set a date."
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He looks at her expectantly.
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Beat.
"And I'd really be disappointed if you didn't come, because I need somebody to give me away, and there's nobody else who really fits the bill."
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"Give you away?"
It's hard to tell if he's blinking because he's honored, he's blinking because he didn't expect it, or because there's a little part of his brain that's mildly borking at the thought that he'll be acting as father figure to someone he's been in a wildly aerobic four person death-by-smoosh sex-a-thon with.
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Beat.
"Because nobody ever loved me before you did. Ever, even a little at all. And...because you were the first family I ever had. And because you're still more important to me than just about anyone."
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"Of course," he whispers into her hair, "of course."
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"Thanks." She hugs him, resting her forehead against his shoulder. "Love you."
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mission accomplished.