Get some, get gone, get.. buttered? ((unpopping Faith, BtVS canon))

[5by5_lehane]

The door to the popcorn room flew open with a bang and out stalked a curvy brunette, covered in butter and looking none too pleased with the situation. Faith Lehane looked down at herself and scowled. Her favorite leather jacket was ruined. Not to mention her jeans and the new slinky top she had borrowed swiped from Buffy’s closet the day before.

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[theregothedrums]

There was, to be sure, a good deal less urgency in the Master's daily examination of the popcorn plaque. But there was still several familiar names on it, and one name he kept tense, obsessive track of, although in this case out of dread rather than hope.

And every now and then, he saw someone emerge greasy and disoriented.

This one seemed to be a lot less confused than most of the newly-unpopcorned. He looked at her thoughtfully, trying to take her measure.

"Are you one of the ones who remembers?"

[5by5_lehane]

Faith stopped short at the voice. He sounded like a Watcher, and god knows he had the attitude of one, but hadn't the entire Council gone kaboom?

"Remembers what, Jeeves?"

At that moment, a house elf ran across the hall, disappearing into another room. Faith groaned. "Oh you've gotta be fuckin kidding me. Hogwarts? Again?"

[theregothedrums]

"So you do remember." He looked at her, trying to see if there were any details about her that would explain the anomaly. He doubted he'd be able to tell from a cursory glance. Maybe if he got a look inside her head. "How much do you remember about this place?"

[5by5_lehane]

"Yeah, I remember. Hey, shorty!" she snapped at a passing house elf. Faith shucked her greasy jacket and tossed it at the creature. "Same drill as before. Get it clean and don't touch the weapons."

The Slayer looked around, annoyance quickly bleeding into acceptance. If there was one thing she did, it was adapt. "I remember enough. Crazy ass Hat, flying staircases, and nothing to slay." The lack of fighting was what annoyed her the most. She was going to get antsy quick if she couldn't find some targets to pummel.

[mello_n_choco]

"The only one you could call 'Red' here, I wouldn't trust with magic. He lacks focus and discipline for it. Also doesn't go by the name Will." I slide my hands into the pockets of my jacket, following her to see what she'll do. It's obvious she's armed from that little dance she just did, but what else is there about her? I know I haven't met her, but she seems familiar in some ways.

[5by5_lehane]

Faith cocked her head at the blonde, "Then we aren't talking about the same person. Red is a witch, she goes by the name Willow. And I'm startin to think she didn't zap me here or cover me in this crap."

She stopped walking and looked around. "This place is.. familiar. Where are we?"

[mello_n_choco]

I think a moment. "No one I know of by the name Willow here, here being Hogwarts, a school for magic and witchcraft. That you arrived covered in grease indicates you've been here before, though most people don't remember, so you're ahead of the game now." I smirk. "Red here is a kitsune that goes by the name Kurama."

[5by5_lehane]

"So if she didn't do it than.." Faith whirled, "Hogwarts? You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Again? Great."

The Slayer looked annoyed and shouted for a house elf, whom she promptly tossed her greasy jacket at. "You know the drill, and watch the stakes, don't wash them."

[herlivinglegacy]

Sephiroth winced at the sight of her. Butter was generally not the best thing for leather. He feared for his own leather pants just looking at her.

Raising his head, he looked at her with a faintly intrigued expression. "Have you just unpopped?" he asked, having never seen the result of one, but having heard of it.

[5by5_lehane]

Hello tall, blonde and dangerous. Faith recognized a warrior when she saw one. Not half bad on the eyes either.

She frowned a little, looking around. "Unpopped?"

[herlivinglegacy]

She wasn't too bad either, not that he placed all that much importance on it. "When you arrive covered in butter, it means you've been here before, that you have been a popcorn kernel while away."

He made his way over to her, just a bit closer.

[5by5_lehane]

Her eyes flicked around the room, never quite taking them off the tall warrior. "Popcorn kernel? Oh damnit, I'm back again aren't I? Hogwarts, a hat, moving staircases and all that crap?"

[serrulata]

Someone wasn't watching where she (for the time being) was going. And someone slipped on a patch of greasy butter while wearing the most unfamiliar footwear in the world. Why anyone invented shoes with heels on Kurama would be wondering well into when he got his penis back, but for now she was sprawled on the ground, cussing up a storm and rubbing a tail that had been bent most unmercifully by the fall.

It was bad enough that he'd been hexed female, was being forced to wear absurd clothing, and still had to juggle learning two new types of magic, but on top of all that some asshole had to trail butter all over the fucking place where she was walking. The curses are unprintable (and mostly unrecognizable) but a demon cursing was, in fact, enough to blister the paint on a few portraits hanging nearby, while their subjects fled in terror.

[5by5_lehane]

Faith had doubled back when she heard the rather blistering tirade from the corridor behind her. She had been around enough demons to recognize when someone sounded pissed and figured she had better investigate. The Slayer was more than a little surprised to see a woman well endowed enough to make Willow's head spin sprawled on the floor.

"Whoever invented heels should be taken out and beaten with them," she said, offering her a hand up.

[serrulata]

"To start with, at least," Kurama said acidly, taking the offered hand. Even without the tall shoes she was still her normal height, all of seven feet plus the ears. The shoes just made it worse She took a second to tug them off, chucking them as far down the hallway as they would go. It was cold, but no cold in the world would make her put those things back on.

"Thanks," she said, watching the second shoe sail out of sight. "For the trip and the hand up. I was sure I could master walking in those things eventually, but being a woman is a lot more difficult this time than last." She lifted an eyebrow, looking the new girl up and down. "Just unpopped, eh? Know where you are yet, or did all your memories wipe?"

[5by5_lehane]

"Really? Well, you wear it better than most of the trannies I saw in LA. Except for this one, called himself Tess Tosterone. Great wigs, the guy could do some amazing things with makeup. Although it's tricky when a guy looks better in a dress than I do."

Faith looked up at the rather tall.. um, yeah. "It's kinda familiar, I'm sure it'll come back. But seriously? What the fuck is up with the butter?"