Giving up

[slayer_wannabe_]

I pace back and forth in my cell, the door left wide open since Brood-boy and Legs had their little spat. Obviously they don’t have any use for me any more. No more information they need. I’m free and clear of the drugs that were in my system.

I can’t believe I did-why am I still here? If they don’t care, why the fuck should I

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[_faith_]

Faith used the momentum to roll and spring to her feet, evading Kennedy's charge, whirling and bracing herself for impact. She arched an eyebrow, her smile teasing. She waited to see what the other girl was going to do next.

[slayer_wannabe_]

Kennedy clicked her tongue and smirked, she glanced at the pouf and used it for leverage to jump in the air and spin-kick at Faith.

[_faith_]

The kick caught her on the hip, temporarily knocking her off-balance. Faith finished up against the wall and pushed off from it, launching herself at the other girl again, hoping to seize her arm and turn her around, possibly subdue her.

[slayer_wannabe_]

Faith grabbed hold of Kennedy's arm, but not before Kennedy could use Faith's own momentum against her and pushed her back against the wall, "mm, right where I want you," Kennedy purred, kneeing Faith in the ribs.

[_faith_]

Faith tensed her body, managing to keep enough air in her lungs that the knee to the ribs didn't steal her breath. She slid one hand up the other girl's body, grabbing a thick handful of her hair, not pulling but holding fast to it, just in case. "Whatta you think you're gonna do?" she asked, smirking.

[slayer_wannabe_]

A grin came to Kennedy’s face, “And spoil the surprise?” Noting the fact that Faith had hold of her hair, Kennedy did the only thing she could, she heatbutt the other woman, not once, but twice until Faith released. Taking advantage of this, she put her hands on Faith’s shoulders and monkey-flipped the raven-haired woman over her head, but keeping with the close contact, Kennedy landed on top of Faith, strattling her. “Mm,” she went to punch the other woman in the face.

[_faith_]

Faith jerked her head to the side, dodging the blow, twisting and bucking her body until she'd dislodged the other girl from on top of her. Furious, her body shaking slightly with the urge to dive right back in, she said, "You really think this is gettin' us anywhere, Princess?" She'd heard Angel yell from his office, something about the phone, and she became aware that this was fairly counterproductive, much as she liked a good fight.

[slayer_wannabe_]

"Helping with the anger," Kennedy replied, ignoring Angel's yell for the most part and tossing a punch at Faith that went too wide.

[_faith_]

"Well, alright," Faith said, shrugging and seizing the other girl's arm to spin her around, hoping to get her pushed up against the wall. "Whatever turns you on." She never minded fighting; got the adrenaline pumping nicely.

[slayer_wannabe_]

Kennedy fell back against the wall, hitting her head hard against the concrete, she clenched her jaw shut to keep from screaming out in pain. That was the last thing she wanted to offer Faith. She squinted her eyes at the raven-haired woman, determination setting in.