Get some, get gone, get.. buttered? ((unpopping Faith, BtVS canon))

[5by5_lehane]

The door to the popcorn room flew open with a bang and out stalked a curvy brunette, covered in butter and looking none too pleased with the situation. Faith Lehane looked down at herself and scowled. Her favorite leather jacket was ruined. Not to mention her jeans and the new slinky top she had borrowed swiped from Buffy’s closet the day before.

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[mello_n_choco]

"The only one you could call 'Red' here, I wouldn't trust with magic. He lacks focus and discipline for it. Also doesn't go by the name Will." I slide my hands into the pockets of my jacket, following her to see what she'll do. It's obvious she's armed from that little dance she just did, but what else is there about her? I know I haven't met her, but she seems familiar in some ways.

[5by5_lehane]

Faith cocked her head at the blonde, "Then we aren't talking about the same person. Red is a witch, she goes by the name Willow. And I'm startin to think she didn't zap me here or cover me in this crap."

She stopped walking and looked around. "This place is.. familiar. Where are we?"

[mello_n_choco]

I think a moment. "No one I know of by the name Willow here, here being Hogwarts, a school for magic and witchcraft. That you arrived covered in grease indicates you've been here before, though most people don't remember, so you're ahead of the game now." I smirk. "Red here is a kitsune that goes by the name Kurama."

[5by5_lehane]

"So if she didn't do it than.." Faith whirled, "Hogwarts? You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Again? Great."

The Slayer looked annoyed and shouted for a house elf, whom she promptly tossed her greasy jacket at. "You know the drill, and watch the stakes, don't wash them."

[mello_n_choco]

"Stakes? Really? That is your choice of weapon?" I ask, leaning against the wall. Seriously, stakes of all things. I much prefer the .32 in the holster at my lower back. "Carry garlic and holy water, too?" I ask, taking a guess at the mythos she's supposed to be fighting against. "You'll find that stuff doesn't work against the vampires here, even without the no-kill curse." At least, that's what I guess based on what I've gathered about the vampires here and not interacting with them.

[5by5_lehane]

Faith folded her arms and shrugged. "Hey, for the Slayer, it gets the job done. Stakes, decapitation, fire, or there was that one time in Tuscon when I punched my fist through a vampire's chest, worked pretty good."

[mello_n_choco]

I slide my hands into my pockets. "Fire might work, though, from what I've heard, using your fist would only damage your fist." I pull out a bar of chocolate. "And, if you remember being here, then you probably have a room."

[5by5_lehane]

Some days it was fun to be underestimated, on other days it just annoyed her. Waking up covered in butter was seriously contributing to her irritation. "Fire always works, but it leaves one hell of a smell behind. Is there a nest around here? Something that needs cleaned out?"

[mello_n_choco]

"There are a few here. If you go to the Great Hall, you'll see one on the Hat's idea of entertainment," I say, twisting the last words. I really hadn't wanted to see that, but it's nearly impossible to avoid when trying to get something to eat anymore.

[5by5_lehane]

"The Hat's using vamps for entertainment?" Faith flung a greasy lock of hair over her shoulder and folded her arms. "The fucked up-ness of this place still seems in order. So what's your deal?"

[mello_n_choco]

I shrug. "Just hanging out. Used to be a detective, the best, before I died, then I ended up here. A couple of others from my world are here. Also did time as a mob boss."