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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Faith and Joyce have a Forgiveness Moment in Faith's room.]

Faith comes downstairs, dressed in an athletic bra and biker shorts, her hair piled on her head. She's been training, and she's a little sweaty...she could do with a shower, and she'll probably take one soon. But for now, she's here, sitting at a table with a bottle of water, a burger, and fries.

Her security badge and the scar from when Buffy stabbed her in the gut with her own dagger are both plainly visible.

Also? She's smiling.

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[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He's at the bar and he sees her and the words start before he gets a good look.

"Faith...are you trying to get dumped in the who did it and where are they so I can kill them rather a lot?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith raises her eyebrows at him.

"...it's nice to know I can reduce you to incoherence, Nicky, but...what?"

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He points mutely at her stomach.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith looks down at the scar, then back up at him in surprise.

"That? Oh...that's old. Long time ago...nearly a decade now. Nothing to get yourself all worked up over."

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow, as if to tell her that he'll get worked up about something if he wants to, thank you very much, and that he'd still like to know who they are and how hard he can kill them.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith sighs, and relents.

"Buffy, but I had it coming."

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

"So does she."

And that was even before he found out about this.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith makes a face.

"No, Nick...seriously. I'd just shot Angel with a poisoned arrow and the only way to cure him was to feed me to him, it wasn't her fault."

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He raises an eyebrow.




He doesn't like Angel much. She's not helping.

[mnt_raph]

Nice scar.

*Raph's leaning against the bar, keeping an eye on things.*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Shoulda seen the dagger that made it. Thing of beauty."

Faith glances over at him.

"How's it going, shell-boy?"

[mnt_raph]

*Raph's eyebrows go up. Knives? Raph likes knives.*

Eh. It goes. You?

*He gestures vaguely to her smile.*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good, really. Connor's in his world without me, but...other than that, shiny."

Faith hangs around Wash too much. And the others. But mostly Wash.

[mnt_raph]

Shiney?

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith nods.

"Good. Cool. Five-by-five. Shiny."

[mnt_raph]

Ah. Right. Got it. Was cool not enough?
Guess it could be worse, coulda' been say shiney.

*Raph rolls his eyes.*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith grins.

"I hadn't thought of that one, do'ee ken? But it's a good one, and I'll use it, say thankya."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

Windows 95 notices the unclothedness of this young woman, and blinks for a moment.

Clearing her throat, she attempts a tactful and polite attention-getter.

"Ano..."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith turns to her, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah? Hey. Help you?"

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Er... are you not cold, in such an outfit?"

It's the politest way she can think of to express, 'Good Lord, woman, put on some clothes!'

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith shrugs.

"Not really."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She blinks for a moment. "It is just that..." She closes her mouth. "Are you sure?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"I was training. Got all sweaty. I'm good."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

There's really no tactful way to argue this point. She puts a hand to her head.

"It is good to train," she manages lamely, "Otherwise, you become less capable, and even more swiftly obsolete."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith nods. "Exactly. I'll head up and take a shower in a few, just wanted a quick bite to eat first."