(oo2) (video) ♐ lord i've gotta keep moving where i can't be found

[watcherless]

Damn, you don't think they coulda put on the brochure how uptight the docs around here can be? I'm itching to get discharged and I've only been here, what, a week? I'm a big girl, tie my own shoes and everything. So, just show me who I've gotta talk to so I can get discharged, and I'm out

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[watcherless]

[ Shit.

Daylight. Chipless. She's fucked. As soon as the feed clicks off, she's out of the bed. She's still woozy from the blood loss and the after-effects of the orpheus, but she's steady enough to pull the monitors off of her self and cover her wound back up. Hey, she didn't need to go giving him any advantages. Vampire like Spike probably had a nose for Slayer blood.

Operation sit around on her ass was over. Cabin fever was turning to straight up time to move, and she slipped into a nurse lounge to swap her backless hospital gown for some scrubs. But, she passed on the slippers -- better she kicked his ass barefoot than wound up sliding around like a dumbass.

As she snuck back out of it, trying to blend, she caught sight of him.

Him, surrounded by about twenty other people who could make potential targets. She grabbed a pencil out of the reception desk and threw it for him. Not the smartest weapon she'd ever gotten her hands on, but with a little super strength behind it, the thing flew pretty true for his shoulder. She pulled out another and broke off the end so that it was sharp on both sides.

Time to get creative and hope he caught sight of her. She moved amongst the people for the side exit, banking on him following after her. She needed to get him away from the crowd of people inside the hospital. ]

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[He hadn't been expecting this, quite. Had he known, he'd have cut things off before they went to her actually endangering herself. As it is, he can smell her as soon as they're in the same hallway, head tilting unerringly towards her. The pencil doesn't penetrate the leather jacket, but it does get his attention, and he follows.

Stupid girl, but he has to admit her head's in the right place. Get the big bad away from the kiddies, face him on her own. No matter how weak a target she presents. And maybe he's been training the potentials too long, because this is a lesson, too.

He ignored the other people, who don't pay him any mind, and exits shortly after her, ready to defend himself.]

[action]

[watcherless]

[ When they get outside, she doesn't hesitate. She wheels around to throw a punch for his jaw. She was slower than usual, the lack of blood really making itself known in how woozy she was now that she was on her feet. But, she didn't get to feel woozy. She got to jump right into putting the next Big Bad down. Life of a Slayer, yeah? ]

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[He lets that one connect, head snapping back but not nearly as bad as it should. Spike grabs for her then, not punching or kicking, but trying to get her in a hold. To stop her wearing herself out.]

Slayer.

[He doesn't expect her to listen, but he's got to try to get through to her.]

[action]

[watcherless]

[ Faith immediately struggles, trying to pull back. But, not too much that she can't snark at him. ]

Vampire. [ She says it like an identifier, smug smirk on her lips. ] Glad we got that math outta the way. [ That math meaning vampire + Slayer = him dead. She struggles further and then raises her forearms and pushes them outward against his elbows, breaking his hold on her shoulders and backing up enough to kick at his abdomen. ]

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[He ducks back, the blow glancing and he circles around her.]

You made a mistake. Should've called Buffy--you wouldn't have won this one, an' all those people in there might have been next.

[action]

[watcherless]

[ That gets an unduly harsh laugh and an aggressive response, complete with hand gesticulation as she turns to watch him circle, keeping an eye on him at all times as her lips contort in a kind of sneer. ]

What, so now you're gonna tell me how I'm no good at my job without B around? 'Cause I've heard this one before. Spare me. So, how about we cut the small talk, skip the dancing and get straight to me kicking your ass? I've never been too big on foreplay.

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

No. 'm tellin' you you're not your best, and you've endangered yourself and them. Pride will get you all, in the end. Always known that.

[He goes for her again, trying once more to get her into some sort of hold so he can talk some sense into her.]

[action]

[watcherless]

[ This time when he goes to get her in a hold, she uses an elbow, trying to knock him in the face with it. ]

What is this, you're vamp-Yoda now? I'm supposed to listen to this crap? Hate to break it to you, Blondie, but I already had a Watcher. Didn't really work out.

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[Been awhile since he had a good fight. And he's not having one now, but it gets him going anyway, and that's nice. She catches him on the cheek, and he wraps his arms around her.]

'nother reason you should've called her. She'd have told you I'm all reformed now.

[action]

[watcherless]

Sure, redeemed vamp, like I've never heard that one before. You rippin' off Angel now? Gotta say, he's not gonna love you pissin' on his deal. [ She's not done struggling, and tries to get around the hold by aiming her other elbow for his ribs, dropping her weight at the same time and trying to throw him forward over her shoulders. Look, it's worth a shot. Still. She knows she's not as fast as she should be, and he's had a few times to take a chunk out of her and he hasn't. Something's weird. ]

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[She doesn't get him this time. His arms tighten, and he holds her against his chest, mouth low at her ear.]

Don't give a toss what Angel says or thinks. Won my soul, on purpose an' of my own free will. Took my stripes after, too. Got nothin' to do with Angel. What's it gonna take? Me hurting you to prove I can, but won't?

[action]

[watcherless]

Whoa, hold up. [ She stops short, craning her neck to get a look at him as best she can. ] Soul? Since when do you have a -- What the hell's SunnyD been up to since I bailed?

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

Think you're behind the times, pussycat.

[He pauses a moment, and the lets go, watching her.]

'bout a year ago. Buffy'll tell you, if you want to get it from her.

[action]

[watcherless]

[ She breaks away and turns to face him more fully, sizing him up with a thoughtful look and reaching up to rub her neck wound, cracking her neck at the same time. ]

Explains the whole BFF vibe she's got goin'. [ Which was definitely Twilight Zone for Faith compared to Sanctuary when they last saw each other. She studies him a moment longer. ] Which, y'know, not that I'm not eager to monopolize on that while it lasts ... kinda thinking I'm better off getting the story firsthand from the vamp it's inside of. [ She gives him a once-over. ] You get in bad with some gypsies or something?

[action]

[idolstolemylook]

[Well, at least she's not struggling anymore. She looks beat, but it's not his fault she's overreacted.]

Just told you. Got it on my own. Trials an' everything. [He pauses, lips pursed, until he can't hold it in any longer.] I'm nothin' like Angel. At all.