Slappin' the glass ontop of the counter, the nervous tender went to pour me another, but I shook my hand in dismissal. Noticin' the gash across my knuckles. Deep no doubt, and a wound tha' might need some stitches. Sweet! It'd been a long time to do this much damage to some good ol' fashion normal vamps and demons. Not those uber vamps back in
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Faith fell on her ass and I ran over.
"Faith, what's happened?", I asked looking over her knuckles. It was so deep I could see her bone."We need to get this cleaned up."
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Not tha' I needed to. Seein' as how my hands were already shaken on their own. "Cheah, guess we should go get me cleaned up." I wasn't exactly broken, so I pressed my hand ontop of his shoulder and pushed myself right up. "Should'a been there Big Guy. Was wicked awesome. At the end, they were screamin' like girls." Letting out a laugh, I felt a pain in the side for a second before it died out. Leaving jus' a slight throbbing sensation. "So, where the fuck is everyone else?" Good idea Faith. Avoid any topic concerning yourself.
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'Huh? Oh, jus' a lil' rough and tumble with this gang of vamps. Took 'um all out, Big Guy. And here I thought this town went dull on my ass.'
"Let's get you upstairs."
'Cheah, guess we should go get me cleaned up.', she put her hand on my shoulder and pushed herself up. She never could allow herself to be taken care of.'Should'a been there Big Guy. Was wicked awesome. At the end, they were screamin' like girls'. She laughed and I noticed the slight pause. There was something wrong.
"Faith, I need to check you out."
'So, where the fuck is everyone else?', I knew she was trying to avoid the subject.
I shook my head at her."Sometimes you're too damn tough for your own good.". I scooped her up into my arms ignoring her jumbled and tired complaints. I walked her to the room which she had claimed hers."If you were apart of A.I. I would strip you down and bathe you myself but I don't wanna cross any lines."
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Well, the lack thereof being raised left me to fend, I should say.
"Faith, I need to check you out." I paused and raised my hands, lettin' him get a somewhat decent good look at me, "I always knew ya had a slight thing f'me." He'd knew I was joking by the grin plastered across my face from ear to ear. Wha' him and I had was a friendship. Strong on it's foundation and there was no way in hell I'd fuckin' mess tha' shit up; again. I was done playin' the bitch and I wanted to play nice. I wanted friends and people to care f'me. I jus' wouldn't let 'em know the latter of my current wants ( ... )
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I went into my room and fished out some ointment and bandages. I was about to walk back into her room but I heard the water running so I decided waiting until she was done would be better.
A while later the water stopped and Faith was shuffling around in the room. When the noise stopped I figured she was waiting for me, so I walked in.
There she was, wrapped in a towel. Nudity didn't bother me but when it came to Faith I tried my damndest to shut off any physical feelings. She needed a friend, not another 'man' wanting to get her pants. If she was awake and covered, letting me take care of her hand I could take her skin off my mind.
"Faith?"
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I sat on the next and took her hand in mine."I'm gonna assume you cleaned it real good.", I put some of the ointment on her knuckle."What made you pick a bar fight?" I asked wrapping her hand.
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"That's why is burns, cause you didn't actually disinfect it."
She hissed again.
"You okay right?", she nodded.
'How ya holdin' up with nearly two dozen Slayerettes runnin' round with out of control hormones and a ton of hair spray?'
"I just stay in my room, it's quieter there.", realizing I was still holding her hand yet I didn't move. I shrugged." But I've barely talked to Buffy."
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"You're right, Spike prolly is with her. She doesn't need me.", I looked down at her hands and sighed."It's funny how some things change. I would have never seen those two together.". I knew I'd always love Buffy and vice versa but we weren't that same Sunnydale couple anymore. I shrugged."It pisses me off in a way; knowing they had/have a thing but somewhere along the line I got over her...at least as barely as possible."
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"That subject is just too gross to deal with.", I said with a disgusted face.
'I can't blame him though, for admirin' you. I do too, you kno. I don't have some kinky thing for you, nor do I wanna go and start brooding and spiking my hair up with a ton of gel...'
"Very funny, I don't use a ton of gel. Besides Cordy gets on me when I cut my hair short. I wish you people would make up your minds.", I grinned."As for the kinky thing for me, you know you got it bad. I mean come on, just think about when you kissed me back in Sunnydale.", I smiled."I bet if I was to snatch off my shirt you'd start drooling."
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Angel was definitely upping the mood from all serious to humorous, "Dude, you jus' said Cordy gets on you when you cut your hair short. Do you know the imagery tha' brings to a persons mind?" Now, I was the one making the disgusted face, "And p-ah-lease, Angel. You so kissed me back in Sunnydale. Not vice versa and oh, really?" Slippin' my hand from his, I rested them at my sides, "G'head you sexy immortal. Take tha' shirt off and make me drool." Wha' the Hell was I sayin'? He really would make me drool. I jus' thought I had more self-control than most.
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