Stake 034 [accidental voice]

Dec 23, 2009 18:42

[The device clicks on mid conversation, Faith and Emmett as Emmett is on his way out of the gym.

You sure you're okay? I mean... Faith cuts him off quickly. I'm fuckin' fine. Get the hell out. There's the sound of a beer being opened and Faith grunting as Emmett starts to speak again. I'm just saying that maybe you should chill out or something.

There's the distinct sound of glass hitting something hard - in this case Emmett's head before he jogs out.]

Fuck this shit.

[Faith stalks up to the punching bag and hits it hard. Anyone passing her won't see any finesse, any type of technique, just one drunk and angry young woman beating the hell out of it as if it's responsible fall all of her problems.]

Fuck this place, fuck my fucking life.

[Anyone who wants to approach would be wise to use some caution. She's looking for a fight, whether the other person wants one or not.]

[[ooc: I am a bad person and neglected to post on Faith's birthday. She is of course celebrating it in the healthiest manner possible by beating up a punch bag after tearing down any decorations she found on her way to the gym. Oh and she is drunk because it was her birthday and Christmas is coming and she just does not do happy times. The other person at the start is Emmett and he is in bold text.]]

birthday, fuck this shit, fuck my life, maturity reigns

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