There's a thunder in our hearts, baby

[prodigal_slayer]

Alright, so obviously I fucked something up earlier. It wasn't like I had a lot of experience in makin' nice with people. Slayer. She alone. Blah blah blah, Wes made me memorize that speech with how often he'd said to me over the years. But honestly, the fact that I had no friends didn't really have much to do with me bein' the slayer. More to do

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[sexytarawitch]

I took another sip of my juice and smiled slightly. "I see..." And I'm sure the last place she wanted to be was in school, couldn't say I blamed her to much. But I liked it myself, didn't like the eight AM classes but those were a passing phase.

Eating a piece of pancake and swallowing it I shifted a bit in the seat and looked over at her. "W-what I meant ya know um before? The magick thing..." I sighed and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. "T-the spell from the dorm's well it s-shuts magick off in a w-way for a small amount of time..."

I couldn't read her expression and I sighed. "I-I couldn't float a pencil if I tried...r-right now that um is..." I quickly took a bite of pancake and moved another piece around in the syrup not meeting her gaze. I wasn't sure what she thought I meant before but she seemed to think I was this all powerful witch or something, I was far from it.

But maybe I relied on my magick too much, I'd be fine...right?

"S-sorry..." I shrugged and leaned back against the seat. "Just feel a bit uneasy you know..." No, she didn't know. She was a slayer, chosen and all that, she had all that slayer skill and strength. Even with my powers I was no stronger then a magician at a children's party.

[prodigal_slayer]

Her magick was shut off? I didn't know that was how it worked. I guessed my theory was right, even a badass witch like her's gotta run outta juice sometime. Guess we hit the sometime. But it was all five by five, cause she was safe with me. Lucky for me? I never ran outta slayer powers. Sure, everyonce in awhile I got beat ass tired but that wasn't really the same thing. I could still probably throw a vampire three city blocks even at my weakest.

I was torn away from my thoughts when she started apologizing. What was she sayin' sorry for? I hardly ever said those words, cause life was way too short to always feel guilty, ya know? It was hard sometimes, specially when you were the slayer cause there was so much. So many battles I couldn't win, so many people I couldn't save but still....I couldn't hang onto it. If I did I was gonna die of old age by the time I hit I hit twenty years old. She really was a scared little bunny.

"Don't worry." I told her, tryin' to set her at ease as I inhaled another mouthfull of pancakes. "I got your back, nothin'll happen to you tonight." Hopefully her magickyness would kick back in by mornin' cause there was only so long I could play babysitter, ya know? Yeah yeah yeah I totally owed her for the bail back at the dorms so I was payin' up. Plus, she wasn't that bad, or at least not as bad as I thought she was. Still, she kinda reminded me of Wes alot. Couldn't imagine me and Wes bein' pals without the whole slayer and watcher gig we had goin' on.

"How long does it usually take to come back?" I asked her idly, wonderin' if she even knew. She had to know, cause who the hell else was gonna? Not me, I didn't go in for this magick crap even if it did on occasion, save my ass.

[magick_goddess]

I think Faith was lost in the beautiful pile of pancakes in front of her because she didn't seem to hear anything I said. I ignored it and went on as if I didn't tell her before that it was because of the spell, she'd most likely forget anyway.

"It's a temporary spell...the zombie's won't...they won't come back but my magick will. Less then a half hour." I guess she thought she'd have to babysit me or something... I'm not sure, just when I think I have one piece of the Faith puzzle someone shakes the table or flips everything over.

"This place is nice..." The food wasn't bad, the pancakes were good but the tea...tasted like someone made it a few weeks ago - with socks.

Glancing up at her as she took another mouthful of pancake, I tucked my hair behind my ear. "W-what do you um..." She shot me a look and I ducked my head down, picking at the pancakes a bit and shaking my head. "N-nevermind." I was never one for small talk - or talk at all. I don't think I was ever good at it.

I sighed and decided to bite the bullet. "I-is there anything else you do...I mean besides the slaying?" Did she have a social life like Willow told me Buffy had? Or did she just go to class, slay and that was it.