Milliways!Faith Lehane // BtVS by way of Roswell // 30-odd years in the future // That Bar Place

[mm_crusader]

Thirty years on, and she's still a Slayer.

Thirty years on, and she's still a Queen.

She's a mother, an aunt, a grandmother, a sister, a wife, and of all the things she's gotten used to being over the years, the one thing she thought she would never be again is a patron of Milliways.

But here she is, and despite the icon she's much as she was

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[rare_softness]

"...Well, shit on me," says the six-foot-tall non-blue lookalike sitting at the bar.

[faithful_slayer]

.....

Faith was NEVER THAT TALL.

Okay, the envy's passed now.

"I'll pass, thanks. Behold your future," she says, with a little smile. "Not bad for almost sixty years old, huh?" She prowls around herself, still inhuman in her grace of movement. "Damn, I almost forgot how nice it was when nothing sagged....I was never as tall as you, though."

[rare_softness]

"Oh no. You're definitely not my future," she says, shaking her head.

Offering a hand: "Name's Chainsaw. What's yours, liveling?"

[faithful_slayer]

"....ah. Sorry about that, then. I'm Faith."

Handshake is had.

Faith's got quite a grip for a chick in her sixties.

[stilljustandrew]

Not nearly as much time has passed at this end.

The man sitting on one of the couches by the fireplace is in his mid-to-late-thirties. His too-long hair is held out of his face with a battered cap; he's studying something on the screen of a laptop, referring at the same time to something on the screen of his hand-held.

(This is what a Watcher looks like in this century.)

He hasn't seen her yet.

[faithful_slayer]

He's still so young.

Well - compared to her, in a way he was always young, but...really.

Faith swallows and walks up to him slowly, unable to fight back a wide, beaming smile at the sight of him, just like she remembers, like the first day she came here, found him here, this 'guestage' who became so much more than just a friend to her, in the end...

She walks up to him and leans against the edge of the couch, and she has to clear her throat slightly before she can speak, her voice trembling and raw with emotion.

"Hey there, Raggedy Andy. How's it hanging?"

[stilljustandrew]

He glances up.

His eyes go round, and his mouth drops open, and about ten years fall off his face.

"...Faith?"

[faithful_slayer]

"Hey."

Faith smiles, and look at that, the years are melting off of her face too.

"Look at us. Didn't think this reunion was coming anytime soon....damn, you look good, kid."

*in which the mun abuses Milli-time*

[chosen_son]

If Faith doesn't recognize the boy at the bar, it's only to be expected. The last time they met, he was just learning how to walk.

She might very well recognize the book of demon lore he's studying, though.

[faithful_slayer]

Faith stops by the bar next to the young man and strokes the wood gently. "Hey there, sweetheart," she whispers. "Long time no see. Couldn't spare a drink for an old friend?"

There's hesitation - almost disbelief - followed by a shot of Jack Daniels, accompanied by a note.

Whatever the note says, it makes Faith smile as she tucks it away.

"Yeah. You too, babe."

[chosen_son]

Looking up, he acknowledges her with a smile and a nod. The book, which he's set down on the bar, has fallen open to a particularly... vivid illustration.

"Woah, that is just not right."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith glances down at the illustration, and an odd expression settles on her face.

"I used to be very good friends with somebody who had a book just like that."

[empath_wiggin]

Oh, why not.

Sitting at a table is a blonde woman, also thirty years in the future. There's a hint of grey in the long hair, and there are a few wrinkles around her eyes, but all in all, Valentine is very little different.

She is, however, still prodding faithfully at a datapad and swearing in a multitude of languages, one of which just might be Antarian.

[mogget_cat]

Older-schmolder, her feet are still getting pounced, all the same.

Royal robes hold onto brilliantly white cat-hairs just fine, he feels.