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[faithful_slayer]

Faith hasn't been in the Inn for a while, but she's in now, carrying a sword, slightly battered, and looking...well, like she's been pretty busy.

At least she cleaned the sword before she brought it into the dining area. That's about as polite as she gets.

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[bohemian_mark]

Mark walks in with a baby trailing behind him, and one in his arms. "Damnit, Roger, I just changed your diaper an hour ago. How the hell do you creat so much shit?" Oops.

[faithful_slayer]

"Damn."

Faith wrinkles her nose, putting the sword away.

"And I thought demon-slaying was gross."

[bohemian_mark]

"Oh, trust me. You don't even -know- the mess kids get into." Mark finally looks up. "Faith? I haven't seen you in ages. How're you doing?"

[faithful_slayer]

Faith blinks.

A lot.

"......have we met?"

Longer pause.

"Did we have sex? Cause I forget the people I fuck."