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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Enter Faith, through the front doors.

Alone, tan, her hair grown out to her backside, looking not at all surprised to find the bar instead of...wherever she's coming from.

Outside there's sand, and palm trees, and beyond that, ocean as far as the eye can see.

Vacation's over. Time to get back to work.

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[guppy_sandhu]

"Hi Faith. Been on holiday?"

Guppy is sitting nearby, drinking coffee.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Guppy. Something like that. How've you been?"

(OOC: So sorry! Friend came over bearing pie, and I just couldn't turn her away.)

[guppy_sandhu]

"Okay thanks. It's been quite quiet in Holby. I think a lot of people have fled abroad to escape the rain."

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny black kitten.

"And I've gained a kitten."

[ooc: That's okay. I had to go to dinner, so also sorry for late reply.]

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Oh, how cute. What's its name?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Scampi. He was abandoned by his owner so I'm hand rearing him. The vet reckons he's about two or three weeks old."

He puts the kitten down on the table and it pads over to sniff Faith.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith resists the urge to make a joke about shrimp.

"Cute." She holds out a hand to it, smiling.

[guppy_sandhu]

The kitten sniffs the hand and rubs against it. Then he rolls onto his back to have his tummy tickled.

"Have you been away for a long time? It's just your hair has grown a lot."

[balletrat]

*Meg blinks at Faith, in some surprise.*

- I'm kind of sure you didn't have all that last time I saw you, *she says, puzzled.*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith grins at her, slightly.

"Dream took me on holiday last night. It's been months for me. Good to be friends with the Endless."

[balletrat]

- oh. Yeah, not arguing that one, *Meg says, with a bit of a smile.*

It looks nice, *she adds, helpfully.* The hair, I mean. And the tan - I hear that's going to be fashionable in the future?

*You can take the girl out of Paris, but . . .*

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith laughs.

"Yeah, it is. Thanks."

[balletrat]

I guess it must've been kind of a nice break, after - I think I saw you coming back with my cousin -

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Cousin?"

Faith blinks at her.

"...who's your cousin?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly spots Faith, and blinks. There's a lot more hair and tan and all than the last time she saw her walking in, from the Academy. You know, yesterday.

"What up, sai? Did you go do the time warp on a beach for a while or something?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Lilly. Hey."

Faith grins. "Yeah, well, I needed a vacation, and I got Dream as a travel agent. Five months on an island while a few hours passed here."

[awesome_lilly]

"Dream is the best ever," Lilly agrees fervently.

"I'm glad you got a vacation, then. You look great. And hey, you didn't miss anything fun happening in the bar."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"He is. I wish I was one of his, instead of Destiny's."

Faith sighs, then shrugs. "Yeah, I sort of...well. Connor and I split, that night. After we got back from the thing. So."

Beat.

"So you and Alain, huh?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly doesn't say anything about Connor, considering how fast Faith changes the subject, but she does reach out and squeeze the other girl's hand.

And then Faith mentions Alain, and she can't help grinning.

"Yeah, me and Alain. I blame Crowley and massive quantities of alcohol."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, Susan mentioned."

Faith laughs. "If I'd known gunslingers were available for the having, I'd have gone to that party instead of Tonks'."

[macleod_connor]

He's sitting at the bar, drinking a Scotch like always. He's not angry - he couldn't be; he's just - Connor.

He sees her come in and when she walks by, he just raises an eyebrow in greeting. She's a slayer, she'll catch it. He's just saying 'hi'. He understands, probably better than she does; he's been around a while; knows how short life is and would never want someone to be 'tied down' if they didn't want to be.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

She smiles, slightly, as she walks past him, nodding slightly on her way to the bar.

Mm. coffee. Coffee is your friend.

[macleod_connor]

She gets a half-smile in return and a shake of his head, because he still doesn't understand how she drinks that stuff she calls 'coffee'.


Of course, it also could be, he's avoiding talking to the bleached, white human skull with glowing orange eyelights that's sitting on the bar directly behind him.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Her coffee isn't always sludge.

This time, yes, but not always.

She's also got a book on interior design, oddly enough, which she eyes with trepadation.

"...Nick. Nick will know."

[bob_the_skull]

Bob can see sort of around Connor - because he moved.

"Ooh hoo hoo - who's the babe? Need decorating tips? I can help you out."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Forgotten me, Bob? I'm offended. Deeply."

Faith looks up at the skull with a smirk.