closed | in progress [4/8 threads finished] | got no salvation, got no religion
Who: commarogue, idkmybfftony, watchful_knight, ethereallawyer, 2ndhandlion, geokinetic , wayward_sam, yes_imagenius, bloodcakedarmor, bloodluna , manticorean, viva_la_impala, kyokugen_sun, saved_ur_ass
Where Kitchen, hallways between there and Sam Winchester's floor, outside in front of the mansion
When: Bendy time to Friday evening (enjoy the benefits of bendytime?)
Rating: R (violence, language, multiple character deaths)
Summary: Faith finally snaps, enjoying a killing spree and some of the characters rally to ( Read more... )
Where Kitchen, hallways between there and Sam Winchester's floor, outside in front of the mansion
When: Bendy time to Friday evening (enjoy the benefits of bendytime?)
Rating: R (violence, language, multiple character deaths)
Summary: Faith finally snaps, enjoying a killing spree and some of the characters rally to ( Read more... )
They probably did. After all, it wasn't America's fault. And he kind of apologized. So yeah.
So danger averted, for now, America's in the kitchen, feeling like a burger. He's humming to himself, guard down as usual when there's no immediate threat to his safety though occasionally sings in between the humming as he grills a burger on the stove.
"Hmm hmm two all beef patties... hmmm hmm.. special sauce, lettuce, hmmm hmm on a sesame seed bu-"
...wait. What is that? At first it's just annoying, but when he turns to try to see what it is, then it gradually starts hurting like a bitch.
He's not a stranger to pain. Nor is he one to being stabbed, apparently.
"H-HEY!" He swings his arm back, not seeing who attacked yet but reacting on instinct, to back hand Faith with his strength behind it. Which means he's swinging power equivalent to a truck, since he's so hardcore.
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Faith curses as she dances back, pulling the knife with her. Fuck, she was not expecting the kid to pack that much power - why the hell did he need a gun at all? The blade spins once in her hands, while Faith reassesses her situation with a grin. It's not exactly the sane version of a grin, a little lopsided and the bloodlust in her eyes doesn't help either. "Ooh, getting fresh on the first date. My kinda dog."
She dances forward again, aiming a kick at his knees and a jab to the side before moving to dance away again.
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Of course he recognizes her. She's one of the 'victims' from his whole swine flu 'ordeal'. Is that what this is about?
What she does and what she says kind of makes him confused, but he does move somewhat quickly, considering he's out of shape for a nation. He barely avoids the kick to his knees but the jab connects. He's bleeding, although that doesn't seem to phase him much.
"What are you-this isn't a date! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
He'll try to grab her by something - shirt, sleeve, some part of clothes, to throw her across the room. If he misses, he'll just fall back for now, and grip at his side, because the bleeding kind of stings.
He doesn't want to kill her. Such is the burden of a hero.
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Faith was too selfish by now for it to be about much more than her. Though if anyone asked, she'd vehemently deny it but her motivations had devolved into pure self-loathing. Add a dash of the desire to spread the hurt around, and they'd be well on your way to being a Faith-expert. Which means feeling a little bit crazy, boggling at most things she said and wondering when the insanity was going to end.
"You're right, this isn't a date," she grunts when he gets his hands on her shirt, fighting to get free. She clutches at his hands (fucking vice grip) fruitlessly. Her adrenaline skyrockets and it's a high she hasn't felt in a long time. This might just be the fight she's looking for; Faith might be lucky for once. She pulls hard at his fingers again and when he lets go, she's hurtling across the room, over the counter and into some cupboards. Faith falls to the floor, relishing the familiar ache in her muscles. She gets up slowly, first to one knee and then up to her feet. She wipes at the blood dripping from the corner of her mouth and looks darkly back at America. "Your foreplay needs work."
And she's stalking toward him again, knife out in front and looking to cut into some more flesh. The grin's back, too. She was banking on two outcomes: kill or be killed.
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"Is the mansion making you like this?" He asks, hesitantly, because he knows what it's like for the mansion to fuck with you. And of course, he has that hero complex of his. "I can help you! I don't want to hurt you!"
His eyes lower to the knife and he holds his hands up, showing for the moment that he's unarmed. For now. The sex comments are just ignored because he doesn't get them there's no time for that. "Just give me the knife." And he'll outstretch his hand slowly to her.
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"You can help me? Huh? What are you gonna do, get me in touch with my feelings?" Faith finally stops in front of him, seeming to weigh her choices. Angel's voice, pleading with her to stop and think, assuring her that if he can come back from the piles of dead bodies he left through Europe, she can come back from what she's done, plays through her head like a recording. Then memories of Buffy and Wesley filter in, and Faith grunts surging forward while trying to block the memories down.
She goes for America's knees again, attempting to distract him from the fist she swings at him from the left, and then the follow up jab with the knife. Faith's not doing very well with originality now that her mind is clogged with all the shit that she can't stand to think about most. America's gone from trigger kill to personal vengeance kill in about .5 seconds flat, and of no fault of his own but for wanting to help her.
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He's on edge though, watching her. He doesn't want to kill her, but he's on guard as he hasn't figured out what she is. It's questionable that she's human, though honestly since she looks like one his abilities to figure out anything beyond that are very minimal.
Feelings? America feels awkward all of a sudden, and the area by his kidney throbs. He doesn't know how to reply to that, but good thing: his knees are gone for again, which he kind of expects and tries to dodge, but he ends up in the other two: getting punched (stop going for his kidneys what is wrong with you) and the jab barely grazes his midsection. That kinda stings since topical cuts hurt like a bitch.
He reaches out to grab her arm though, the one with the knife, before she can pull away. And he'll try to grab the knife from her. Now he's starting to get annoyed.
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Faith's a little surprised that her blows connect at all, which gives her a happy (her version, anyway) and keeps her moving. Her feet are planted hard into the floor, and she sees his hand shooting out toward her but doesn't dodge it quickly enough.
The knife drops from her hand, and she watches it fall almost in slow motion. Her hope for taking America down is in her ability to mortally wound him, and she's pretty sure she wouldn't be able to snap his neck.
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And then he enters the kitchen and stops, surprised. America is fighting a woman? That's not right. Girls are precious, they have to be handled carefully. But America looked like a nice person, which makes him not rush to the female's aid instantly but scan the situation first. ...Or at least ask before he does something.
"America?"
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"A slayer?" Wit's kind of losing to pain, and damn side is still bleeding. What is she talking about? "Well, I ain't something you can slay!"
Actually, no. His wit is still there.
He flings her across the room again, once the knife falls, as if she was a doll or something, mostly because distance is a good thing and he's trying to avoid hitting her. Just as Liet walks in. Awesome timing.
"Watch out for her! She's crazy!"
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Faith launches herself at the new guy, aiming to grab him and force him in front of her, knife laying on his throat. She's ready for another fight if he puts one up, but she leaves her left side open as she's banking on him not defending himself.
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But on the other hand she is holding a knife and seems somehow insane and isn't Belarus. Maybe a demon has taken over her mind - which means that she shouldn't be harmed still, but will probably be insanely strong for a girl (he was told that America is really strong so he'd be a match for that.) and well, the knife is a clear indication of what she's planning.
He slides to the left, ducking at the same time to avoid the knife coming directly at him, and reaches forward to grab her around the waist, hoping to be able to trap her with her back against his chest.
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