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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith comes into the bar in high spirits, dressed casually - she's been training - but still wearing that somewhat ridiculous circlet in her hair. It comes off as soon as she's in the bar, and she goes up to Bar to get a cup of coffee.

This procured, she goes over to read the notice board, and sees Kaylee's note.

The coffee cup drops from suddenly-nerveless fingers, and Faith, staring in pale, wide-eyed horror, doesn't even notice the waitrats that scamper to clean up the mess.

River and Simon. Taken. Her friends - her good friends - in terrible danger.

The horror gives way, slowly, to the cold, killing fury of a very angry Slayer, and she turns on her heel and stalks over to Bar, acquiring paper and pen and writing a very brief note, which will be delivered to whichever member of Serenity's crew happens to come into the bar next.

If I can help, I will. - Faith

Then she gets another drink - whiskey this time - and stalks over to a table with a carefully blank expression on her face.

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[gone_byebye]

Ray, it has been noted, has no clue whatsoever about body language in other people.

"Hi, Faith!"

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

Enter Max.

Not Too Happy, even though really, he doesn't know them.

Hand upon Faith's shoulder.

No words.

Just soothing thoughts.

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael joins her in fairly short order, eyeing the blank.

"Hi, Faith."