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When paths cross.

Feb 20, 2005 15:02

I wanted to sleep. All I wanted was a few hours to chill and let shit calm down. Especially me. A nice hot bath with fruity oils and a good book just to let all my probs melt out of me.

So I went to the first nightclub I could find.

Screw the bath, I needed release. Nothing's better than being surrounded by people who either want you or want to ( Read more... )

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big_pile_o_dust February 21 2005, 23:18:31 UTC

I'd made it t'L.A. and decided the first soddin' thing t'do was get piss-drunk. Went and found myself a nice little bar that I remembered some vamps used t'go and hang out at, and sat down, tryin' t'formulate my plan while I downed Jack Daniels ( ... )

justaprophecy February 22 2005, 07:43:27 UTC

Right when I thought I was gonna take a tumble backwards the bastard took hold of my wrists, balancing me back safely upon my feet. Whoa. Didn't think I was that trashed. Maybe I drank a little more than I thought.. or the coma thing just really smacked away my tolerance.

"I am watchin' where you're goin', pet, cuz believe me when I say it's a nice view where I'm standin'," a familiar voice said to me which hit me harder than a brick. I snapped my eyes up, lettin' my sight take a minute to focus before my suspicions were found correct. "Well aren't you the smooth talker," I smirked back at him as he released me, rubbin' my wrists. Heh.. if this wasn't a shocker. Last time I saw this guy he was makin' the lusty eyes at B .. well, me rather in another body .. and 'lo and behold lookie who pops up again. Seems he went from the lost and chipped horny puppy to chipped stalker-man extraordinare. Or he could've came here in L.A. to try and join the Faith round-up. "Think of that one all by yourself? A simple 'nice shoes, wanna fuck?' ( ... )

big_pile_o_dust February 23 2005, 00:37:05 UTC

"Think of that one all by yourself? A simple 'nice shoes, wanna fuck?' woulda done just fine."

Right, then. I nodded a few times before shovin' my hands into my duster pockets, searchin' for my lighter t'play with. "Well, I'll remember t'use that line on you later, then, pet... if it's gettin' you so hot and heavy."

"William the Bloody, yeah? It's Friday night, man..."

Wait, she knew who I was? I knew I was famous, but... didn't figure Faith for the book-learnin' type or what-all. Not from the way Rupert had painted this picture of her bein' some evil version of the little blonde Slayer back at SunnyHell. This should be interestin'...

"Just blowin' off a little steam, y'know? I find it more constructive than crawlin' around in the shadows, watchin' chicks and bein' a stalker. But I guess if I stayed in Sunny-D long enough, got a chip in my head, I'd get bored and bounce around the town spookin' girls, too. Maybe I'd even bleach my hair." "How do you...?" I stepped closer t'her, eyein' her carefully. No one knew 'bout all that shit ( ... )

justaprophecy February 24 2005, 00:16:16 UTC

"How do you...?" He took a step closer toward me and I didn't budge. Instead I just tilted my head up a little and gave him that little grin of mine. I had to watch him closely though, I could literally see the gears turnin' in that pretty little head of his as it seemed he had to take a moment to collect his thoughts. I'm surprised he didn't put the pieces of the puzzle together yet.. due time though. Maybe he'll pop out the million dollar question.

"Yeah, steam... guess once you've killed someone and escaped custody after playin' Sleepin' fuckin' Beauty all this time, you'd need t'do that... right?""Wow," I replied, faking interest with the whole thumbs-up bit. Gotta say, he's got the balls. Especially for someone who can't hurt anything. "You did your homework, Sparky, I'm impressed." I clapped my hands in exaggeration, tryin' to keep all the negative emo's on the side. Things were about to get interestin' and I didn't want to ruin it so soon. "Get that from the Slayer pals or were you just that curious about me?" I gave a little ( ... )

big_pile_o_dust February 25 2005, 01:17:18 UTC

"You did your homework, Sparky, I'm impressed. Get that from the Slayer pals or were you just that curious about me?"

"Couldn't care less 'bout you, pet," I countered t'her patronizin' little applause. "Just somethin' a bloke like me hears 'bout. Vamp's got t'be careful these days when there's more than one bloody Slayer runnin' 'bout." I grinned at her, already beginning t'both like her and be fuckin' annoyed with her.

Sure beat the hell out of Slutty the Vampire Slayer. Ponce could take her for all I cared - shit, if he shagged her again, he'd go all evil and maybe he'd finally be fuckin' interestin' again. Wasn't like I had t'worry none 'bout him stealin' Dru from me or anythin' anymore.

Faith got all quiet on me, though, and sat down. I followed her slowly, sittin' next t'her and takin' a drag before she ended up stealin' my fag. "Oi! Watch it there!" I complained, but she was gone. Somewhere else... what had I said that got her changed so?

"I might... Might not. Depends how much that info is worth to ya."Ah. Angel. Of course ( ... )

justaprophecy February 26 2005, 05:39:45 UTC

"Not worth much. Just thought I'd pay him a visit, is all."

"Mm," I hummed, not totally believin' that considerin' Angel was all soulful and Spike was.. well, not. It wasn't much that I learned from my previous Watcher 'bout the Fanged Four, but enough to paint a blurry picture. "Too bad, y'know, 'cause everyone's got a price." I figured there might be some way we could help each other out. He might want somethin' from me, I wanted somethin' from him. Sanctuary, I guess you could call it. Not to say I trusted the guy much.. well, I didn't trust anybody much.. but at least I don't have to worry 'bout him fangin' out on me ( ... )

big_pile_o_dust February 28 2005, 01:26:27 UTC

"You know me.. all party girl. What can I say? I like to make the scene."

I huffed a bit at that. No, I actually didn't know her, only from what I'd been told - and now from that moment at the party where she'd gotten me so hard just from her naughty words whispered in my ear. Bitch.

She took another drag before handin' me the fag back, which was useless since there was nothin' left on it, so's I just threw it t'the ground and smashed it with the heel of my boot. Faith had quite the smug look on her face, though, and kept on talkin'.

"Don't take it personal, Sparky. I'm just messin'. But you did manage to get here.. and I need to get outta the village for a while."

Oh, if she called me Sparky just one more fuckin' time...

"Whaddya say? Help a girl out? Y'know, you scratch my back, I scratch your... you get the idea."

Well, this was interestin' in a few ways. One? A Slayer not tryin' t'bloody stake me. Two? She knew where Angel was at right now, I could tell, if I needed t'get back t'him and my gem. And three?

She was still ( ... )

justaprophecy March 1 2005, 04:46:17 UTC

My eyes were watchin' him, silently waiting for an answer. In the meanwhile my own brain was tickin' a bit, wonderin' why I was still debating over it. The words Angel gave me was still stickin' to me somehow and I was finding it hard to wash it off, metaphorically speaking. Guilt, maybe? More than likely. The whole feelin' of it was still pretty alien so I didn't have a fuckin' clue. I give the guy credit for puttin' up with me as long as he did. But really.. what choice did I have? This was the easiest route out. The redemption thing just didn't work.. I couldn't do it. Can't do it. I'm not like him.

It was hard. I didn't like hard. B's spotlight appearance didn't help much, I tell you that.

I sighed to myself, breathin' in mainly to try and collect the pieces before I went ballistic again. If I want to be carefree girl like I'm cravin' to be I had to get over this bullshit. That's what it was.. bullshit. I'm a Slayer, I'm supposed to be one of the two strongest chicks in the world. How can I be when I'm constantly surrounded by ( ... )

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