Falling

[slayer_wannabe_]

Los Angeles, California.
The Hyperion, Basement.

Kennedy sits on the floor, both legs drawn close to her chest, one leg crossed over the other. She looks up at the sound of footsteps descending down the stairs, her eyes red-glazed, her cheeks tear streaked. A look of horror and fascination comes over her face when she realizes who stands before

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[queencor]

Cordy headed down the basement steps, having heard voices. She arched an eyebrow at Faith and Kennedy, crossing her arms and clearing her throat. "Having fun girls?" she asked.

[slayer_wannabe_]

Kennedy rolled her eyes, great. And yet didn’t utter a word. Keeping her back to the two women.

[_faith_]

"I'm havin' a wonderful time," Faith said, her voice coy. She smiled at Cordelia. "Long time no talk, C."

[queencor]

"Yeah, that's probably because I've been avoiding you." Cordy said pleasantly. "But hi! Want to come run around Lawyer hell with Angel and I?" she smiled. Some of her animosity towards Faith had abated, and that showed, but they weren't friends. "It's probably going to be more stimulating than sitting down here talking to psycho druggie girl." she said. "Oh and never know, we might die. Sound like fun?"

[_faith_]

"Sign me up," I say, my tone amused. "'Course, I'd rather she died than us, but ya can't have everything, I guess."

[queencor]

Cordy smiled. "Oh good then." she said, clapping her hands together once. "And yeah I know but we're all supposed to be giving her a second chance or whatever. So be good!" I turn to head back up the steps. "And be ready. We're going soon...I want Gunn back."

[slayer_wannabe_]

Kennedy waited until she heard the door shut upstairs before remarking, “Does she really think it’d be that easy?”

She turned to face Faith, her palms pressed against the wall. “Or is she just that stupid?”

[_faith_]

"Nothin' stupid about C," Faith said, feeling the need to defend her co-worker even though they definitely didn't see eye to eye these days. "Just 'cause somethin's not easy doesn't mean you shouldn't do it." She shrugged, leaning lazily against the wall next to the cage.

[slayer_wannabe_]

“Guess I should know a little something about that,” Kennedy mused, thinking of Darla. Her eyes wandered from Faith and down to the floor, a moment’s reflection had shown that Darla was the one that brought her to this place. Broke her. And yet she couldn’t help it but smirk whenever she thought of the vampire.

Kennedy slid down to the floor and brought her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. “We done here?”

[_faith_]

Faith found that she'd lost her enthusiasm for sniping at the other girl. She shrugged again. "I'm done. Got a war mission to prepare for." She pushed off of the wall and headed for the stairs, casting over her shoulder, "Later."