[ota | multiple threads ] ☥ i know we'll make it anywhere away from here

Feb 01, 2011 17:09

Max wasn't one of the people quick to complain about a ton of incoming monsters.  Having something around whose face she could rearrange with her fist had been a nice outlet, but none of it had managed to change the inescapable fact that this place was a prison, and that this time there was no easy way to break out.

She'd been out of the loop back ( Read more... )

max guevara, faith lehane, alec mcdowell, mogget, buffy summers

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msattentionspan February 1 2011, 22:21:44 UTC
Faith caught sight of the figure up top on the roof, her head tipped up trying to get a better view of who it could be. It wasn't as if she'd met everyone in the place, and if someone new had shown up - she could add it to Buffy and her list.

"Good view?"

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ageneticocktail February 1 2011, 22:28:32 UTC
Max was honestly surprised when someone caught sight of her up there. Most people didn't like to look beyond their own noses while they were walking around.

"If you like looking at the inside of walls," she said wryly. After a moment of hesitation, her hands gripped the edge of the roof on either side of her, and she hoisted herself up and over the edge, landing with surprising lightness beside Faith. "Personally, I like a little better view."

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msattentionspan February 1 2011, 22:33:45 UTC
Faith had seen her fair share of the inside of walls. She could understand wanting something more than what was provided.

"Are you new or just new to showing your face?"

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ageneticocktail February 1 2011, 22:58:07 UTC
"Let's go with that second one."

Max rocked her head back and forth, cricking her neck, and stretched her arms up over her head, wondering just how long she'd let herself get caught up in her thoughts up there.

"Name's Max."

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isaywe_party February 1 2011, 22:52:58 UTC
Buffy wasn't normally the kind of girl to look up when she was patrolling. She probably should, given the givens, but ... Buffy is about five-four. Everything is up. Eventually your neck starts to hurt.

She was patrolling, because there was a ton of incoming monsters, and she was doing her job. Her job had ruined a few shirts, gotten blood all over her shoes and had her going through weapons like they're candy, but it was what she had to do. Better her ruining a few pieces of clothing than someone getting killed. Tonight's a slow night, though, and there weren't a lot of monsters around.

Of course the night she's actually doing her job, the monsters don't want her to do it.

"So typical."

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ageneticocktail February 1 2011, 23:15:54 UTC
A girl running around with a stake in hand was an interesting sight. She'd seen plenty of people pulling weapons out what with all the monsters hanging around town, but they usually went with a little more fire power. It was enough to get her to speak up when she caught the girl talking to herself.

"What is?" she said, raising her voice loud enough to drift down to her.

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isaywe_party February 2 2011, 00:02:22 UTC
Buffy startled at the sound of the voice, before tipping her head back and looking up at Max with a smile. "Oh, hi!"

She then turned around to face her a little more. "The time when I'm actually out here looking for monster to fight, there isn't any around?"

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ageneticocktail February 2 2011, 02:58:11 UTC
"Yeah, they're pretty ungrateful like that," Max said, smirking. She couldn't help but like the fact that this girl was actually out looking to pick a fight too. She related.

"You could try lookin' outside the fence."

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Sorry, Max, he won't leave you alone. im_apimp February 1 2011, 23:06:10 UTC
Alec wandered into the woods because he wanted to hunt. It was a nice way to spend an afternoon, and even though he was living in the land of milk and honey -- not everyone was that lucky. Jo or Murphy could probably use the meat to dry and store for later. So he wandered out, all on his own, in the dark, with nothing but his switchblade and his own special instincts.

Things didn't go as planned.

By the time he wandered into the barracks, he was covered in blood and looking more than a little annoyed. He wanted to hunt normal scared-of-their-own-shadow deer, not rabid, insane deer. His night was officially shot, and he smelled like a butcher's shop. Thankfully none of it was his. He was heading back to his own old cabin, planning on hunkering down there for the night before heading back to the castle when he caught a familiar scent. His head tipped, then up, and he sighed when he saw her.

"The life of luxury too much for one night?"

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yessss 8) ageneticocktail February 1 2011, 23:21:11 UTC
Max was alerted by the smell of him long before he made his way underneath her perch -- including the smell of all that fresh kill. She could have took off, avoided the inevitable conversation he'd try to get rolling, but all her thoughts kept her stuck in place. As much as she hated to admit it, at least she largely knew where Alec stood, even if he was on the wrong side. It wasn't like he was going to pull out any more shitty surprises on her. She knew the worst he had to offer, and that was kind of comforting, in a weird way she didn't want to think too much about.

"Maybe I was just looking for some fresh air," she quipped, adding in a wrinkled nose as she surveyed his clothes. "So much for that."

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im_apimp February 2 2011, 00:00:19 UTC
He glanced down at the state of his clothes, before flashing a smirk back up at her, all cocky X5 pride. "You should see the other guy."

Actually, you really shouldn't. You'd probably lose your lunch.

His eyes then glanced over to the side of the cabin, before finding the proper handholds to haul himself up to the roof. Once he was actually settled on the seat next to her, he glanced back over to the wall of the barracks and sighed.

"I like the roof of the castle better. It's higher."

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ageneticocktail February 2 2011, 03:00:52 UTC
"You actually left some of him behind to see?" she retorted, not believing it for a second.

Max tried to resist the urge to let her hackles rise at the sudden invasion of her private space, but it was hard to fight instincts. She looked noticeably uncomfortable and shifted a quarter of an inch to the left to make room. The fact that she didn't straight out tell him to leave or shove him off the roof was telling though.

"Me too, but there's this thing about beggars and choosers.

I wanted to see what was goin' on down here."

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bell_bound February 2 2011, 22:45:58 UTC
She wasn't the only one who made a habit of sitting on roofs. Mogget had climbed up intending to move between the cabins and normally he would have avoided anyone else. But he recognised the girl. She'd been somewhat helpful when he first arrived.

He picked his way towards her. "Hmm... Max?"

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ageneticocktail February 3 2011, 00:48:36 UTC
Max was a little surprised to see the thing coming towards her across the rooftops, especially when she recognized it. It was easy enough for her to see in the dark: thanks to that good old feline DNA.

"Got it in one," she said, with a smirk. "... Mogget, right?"

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bell_bound February 3 2011, 01:20:13 UTC
"Yes." The cat stopped beside her, also looking out across the barracks. "Do you make a habit of sitting on the roof?"

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ageneticocktail February 3 2011, 03:41:43 UTC
"I like high places," she said with a shrug. "Plus, it sorta reminds me of home. Somethin' I did a lot of back there."

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