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29 - Video
May. 31st, 2013 06:58 pmAnyone else gonna tell me how much they need alcohol? [Faith's not in a good mood. It's written over her features - and after that port, there's not much wondering why. At least she doesn't have any alcohol out yet.]
Don't know if anyone's noticed, but I sort of lost my partner. So unless someone's gonna volunteer me their inmate? Pub's pretty much self-serve if I'm not there.
Anyone who's got a problem with that can wait until I'm out of bed.28 - Video
Mar. 24th, 2013 06:08 pmGuess the admiral got tired of us having fun in this shitty place. Pretty sure I didn't ask him what he thought, though. Definitely sure Arkady didn't ask for her pub to go away, either.
[She shifts the camera, allowing people to see the deck behind her. A couple dressers have been overturned to make a bar of sorts, and there's a few bottles atop that, though not many just yet.
A couch - transported in by Arkady - and two easy chairs complete the temporary ensemble.]
Don't know about you guys, but I'm not exactly giving up that easy. So i guess this is me calling for alcohol and chairs. Anyone who wants to donate to the cause can come up and get their party on.
[She pauses.] Guess we';re gonna need juices and soda, too.
Friend filter (If you think you're here, you are - even accidentally Steph.): And I mean the good stuff.
[...And a few minutes later, public]: Think we're gonna need a few helpers. 'Kady mentioned something about paying, if you're interested.
[She shifts the camera, allowing people to see the deck behind her. A couple dressers have been overturned to make a bar of sorts, and there's a few bottles atop that, though not many just yet.
A couch - transported in by Arkady - and two easy chairs complete the temporary ensemble.]
Don't know about you guys, but I'm not exactly giving up that easy. So i guess this is me calling for alcohol and chairs. Anyone who wants to donate to the cause can come up and get their party on.
[She pauses.] Guess we';re gonna need juices and soda, too.
Warden filter:
Anyone not want their inmates drinking? [Everyone is free to come by, but some of them might not be getting alcohol.]Friend filter (If you think you're here, you are - even accidentally Steph.): And I mean the good stuff.
[...And a few minutes later, public]: Think we're gonna need a few helpers. 'Kady mentioned something about paying, if you're interested.
Headache... fever... random pricks. I missing any of the symptoms? [She tilts her head, a meaningless show of defiance.]
Better not be thinking I'm just gonna lock the door, either. Know a whole bunch of you would like that. Slayer in a can, right? Probably can't wait to take me...
Shit. [She forces herself to breathe, eyes shutting.] Can't even trust myself to think... How many ways this place gonna go messing with my head, huh? 'Cause I gotta say, getting pretty sick of it....
Better not be thinking I'm just gonna lock the door, either. Know a whole bunch of you would like that. Slayer in a can, right? Probably can't wait to take me...
Shit. [She forces herself to breathe, eyes shutting.] Can't even trust myself to think... How many ways this place gonna go messing with my head, huh? 'Cause I gotta say, getting pretty sick of it....
Sick of this whole place actually. Sorta thing that makes me wanna smack something. Take the whole thing down a peg, you know?
26; video. What's this button do>
Feb. 15th, 2013 12:28 amWe don't have these back home... At last not when I was alive. I haven't really seen much since I died, though... [She pokes the screen.] I don't think Killian really likes me going out.
Or maybe I can't go out. I haven't really tried. Because I'm dead, you know. Killian doesn't seem to think so, though... He's here for Faith, or something, but she's not very happy to see him.
Except I don't think the one here right now is real either... He really is terrible at controlling his powers, you know. Sometimes I don't think he's really trying at all...
25 - video; not gonna happen
Jan. 31st, 2013 06:46 pmGuess the Admiral didn't much like my handling Bruce, what with being suddenly unpaired and and all. Door's still there, though. Should be glad he didn't just disappear on me. [She leans back, offering a better look at her bedroom. Leans against a plush bed, eyes half closing.]
There anyone who wants to talk? Not really up for getting drunk off my ass and pissing everyone off today. Probably gonna just collapse here, unless one of you people i secretly like drags me to a movie or something. [She frowns.]
Which I'd probably enjoy. Won't admit that, though. I'll pretend I'd rather just sulk and be alone.
Being my friend's sorta thankless.
There anyone who wants to talk? Not really up for getting drunk off my ass and pissing everyone off today. Probably gonna just collapse here, unless one of you people i secretly like drags me to a movie or something. [She frowns.]
Which I'd probably enjoy. Won't admit that, though. I'll pretend I'd rather just sulk and be alone.
Being my friend's sorta thankless.
24 - Video; You wanna get that?
Jan. 27th, 2013 11:46 pmooc: Backdated to after this, day of Cain's arrival - about a week ago.
Bruce is taking a little nap in the CTS. Thinking he's gonna be working out his aggression for a few hours Might wanna keep out.
[No explanation there, no formalities - and definitely not small talk. Faith is pissed, and it's written on every line of her features. She has just barely an idea what's going on herself. One hand on her hip, she's just daring someone to challenge her on this.]
Speaking of which - someone might wanna take care of that body on seventh floor. Cain? Figure he's gonna need some lugging to the infirmary.
Anyone who wants to get some kicks in better hop on now, 'cause once he's back - this? Isn't happening again.
[She cuts the feed. A few hours later, she opens it again - filtered to the wardens, with private messages for Selina and Slade.]
Anyone wanna volunteer for guard duty? Don't think I want Bats on his own for a bit.
Bruce is taking a little nap in the CTS. Thinking he's gonna be working out his aggression for a few hours Might wanna keep out.
[No explanation there, no formalities - and definitely not small talk. Faith is pissed, and it's written on every line of her features. She has just barely an idea what's going on herself. One hand on her hip, she's just daring someone to challenge her on this.]
Speaking of which - someone might wanna take care of that body on seventh floor. Cain? Figure he's gonna need some lugging to the infirmary.
Anyone who wants to get some kicks in better hop on now, 'cause once he's back - this? Isn't happening again.
[She cuts the feed. A few hours later, she opens it again - filtered to the wardens, with private messages for Selina and Slade.]
Anyone wanna volunteer for guard duty? Don't think I want Bats on his own for a bit.
[A little after Dean's video, Faith appears on screen. She's behind the bar, same as last time, though there's no alcohol in sight. She has a smile on her face, as she twirls a pewter mug on the tip of her finger.] So B left the building, huh? Bet Dean's pretty happy with the little souvenir I ordered up from the Admiral, too. Should have some nice picks of blondie in there. Something for the whole fan club to fawn over.
But hey - guess that's one less nag I've got to worry about for Christmas Not exactly like she would have enjoyed her gifts anyway, right? Nothing's enough for the Slayer
Which is - wait - my title now, huh? I mean, what with miss perfect gone, and I'm the only Slayer left. Anyone up for a spar? Sunnydale's strongest, right here.
[She tosses the mug up, and catches it. The pewter cracks in her hand, splinters digging.]
Shit.
But hey - guess that's one less nag I've got to worry about for Christmas Not exactly like she would have enjoyed her gifts anyway, right? Nothing's enough for the Slayer
Which is - wait - my title now, huh? I mean, what with miss perfect gone, and I'm the only Slayer left. Anyone up for a spar? Sunnydale's strongest, right here.
[She tosses the mug up, and catches it. The pewter cracks in her hand, splinters digging.]
Shit.
You wanna give Bats his suit back for this?
Think he might wanna patrol a bit.
Think he might wanna patrol a bit.
22 - video+text; gift of good cheer
Dec. 10th, 2012 06:04 pm( Private text to the admiral )
[Public video]
Seems like the whole barge got turned around with Christmas cheer. Everyone getting their nice on. Sorta weird. Think I like it.
...Not that me and Holidays are on speaking terms, if you know what I mean, Mom wasn't exactly the celebrating type. [More of the duck out, come back after new years, and pretend she did you a favor in front of her boyfriend sort.]
Figure I might give another shot this year. We gonna have a party or what?
[Public video]
Seems like the whole barge got turned around with Christmas cheer. Everyone getting their nice on. Sorta weird. Think I like it.
...Not that me and Holidays are on speaking terms, if you know what I mean, Mom wasn't exactly the celebrating type. [More of the duck out, come back after new years, and pretend she did you a favor in front of her boyfriend sort.]
Figure I might give another shot this year. We gonna have a party or what?
21 - video; some people never learn
Dec. 1st, 2012 01:48 am[Public]
Guess the admiral learn his lesson last time, huh? [This smile isn't at all fragile. What are you talking about? And this only her first or second tankard of alcohol. For the record.]
Open night at the pub tonight. Drinks on me. Guessing everyone could use some relaxation.
[Filtered to the batfamily.]
You got anything to say? Get it out now.
[She hesitates.] I could use some advice.
[Private to Bruce.]
You up for a spar a or what?
[Spam for the bar, later that night]
[Faith will be flinging and serving drinks if anyone's interested. The door will be open, and she won't kick anyone out - excluding a few alcoholics.
When she's not serving alcohol, she can be found lounging behind a bar, drinking her own mug. Come one come all, now's your chance. Faith seems to be in a good mood.]
Guess the admiral learn his lesson last time, huh? [This smile isn't at all fragile. What are you talking about? And this only her first or second tankard of alcohol. For the record.]
Open night at the pub tonight. Drinks on me. Guessing everyone could use some relaxation.
[Filtered to the batfamily.]
You got anything to say? Get it out now.
[She hesitates.] I could use some advice.
[Private to Bruce.]
You up for a spar a or what?
[Spam for the bar, later that night]
[Faith will be flinging and serving drinks if anyone's interested. The door will be open, and she won't kick anyone out - excluding a few alcoholics.
When she's not serving alcohol, she can be found lounging behind a bar, drinking her own mug. Come one come all, now's your chance. Faith seems to be in a good mood.]
[Faith leans against a wall, breathing heavily. The place has a few holes in it, some of them actually put there by her. Some of them possibly not real. She doesn't even know anymore.]
This place is starting to give me the creeps. Any of you dogs still among the livings?
---
[Friend Filter - a little later: namely Steph, Dracula, Wanda, Angel, and Buffy
Her face is covered in blood; there's a knife in her hands. She's not entirely sure how it got there.]
Take me out. Now.
Shit.
This place is starting to give me the creeps. Any of you dogs still among the livings?
---
[Friend Filter - a little later: namely Steph, Dracula, Wanda, Angel, and Buffy
Her face is covered in blood; there's a knife in her hands. She's not entirely sure how it got there.]
Take me out. Now.
Shit.
19 - video; leave a message
Nov. 8th, 2012 11:14 pm[Faith lies on the bed, propped up on one arm. The bed's clear, but the room behind her is a mess. One might catch sight of some broken furniture in the corner.]
Sorta doubting anyone back home's got a message for me.
Kinda doubting anyone here does, either. Back to normal if you're wondering, so you can let go of that breath you've been holding. Not gonna hit anyone anymore.
Unless one of you thinks they can take me in a brawl?
Sorta doubting anyone back home's got a message for me.
Kinda doubting anyone here does, either. Back to normal if you're wondering, so you can let go of that breath you've been holding. Not gonna hit anyone anymore.
Unless one of you thinks they can take me in a brawl?
18 - video; and it feels so good.
Nov. 3rd, 2012 07:10 pm Damn. [Faith laughs. It's a loud noise, somewhat off kilter.] Haven't felt this good in years.
[She throws a practice punch at the air, and then another, with blurring speed. Hitting a tree results in a resounding crack from its trunk, and she laughs again.]
Any of you dogs up for a fight? Feels like my whole body's on fire or something. [Another few practice punches, hopping a little about the tree. She wishes she had her sword with her.] Just wanna hit something 'til it bleeds.
[The first flicker of worry comes across her face at her words, though it's quickly buried though it's quickly buried beneath another laugh.]
[She throws a practice punch at the air, and then another, with blurring speed. Hitting a tree results in a resounding crack from its trunk, and she laughs again.]
Any of you dogs up for a fight? Feels like my whole body's on fire or something. [Another few practice punches, hopping a little about the tree. She wishes she had her sword with her.] Just wanna hit something 'til it bleeds.
[The first flicker of worry comes across her face at her words, though it's quickly buried though it's quickly buried beneath another laugh.]
[Video]
[There's only one pewter mug atop the counter besides Faith; but viewers shouldn't let that fool them. She's already on her third Pan Galact Gargle Blaster - fully drunk and looking to get drunker as she pulls a final sip of the heady stuff up to her lips for another drought. One last burst of forced apathy, before she puts the glass down.]
Barbara's gone.
[The feed clicks off.]
[Spam]
[Drunk - this much drunk - is very much different than buzzed; it's different from her normal drunk too. It isn't relaxed, or teasing; it isn't even apathetic anymore; it's angry; it's enraged - at herself, at the Admiral, at whatever the hell gets in her way.
Drunk; angry; and capable of punching through most walls - it's probably a good thing she's found her way into the gym. Not that the punching bag can take much more of her. Not when each punch pushes it to the end of its chain.]
ooc: Here for a few hours, and then gone until Weds. :( Putting this up to let everyone react, and because Faith can honestly use the support.
Faith locked her pup in the room if anyone's wondering - she doesn't want Ruby seeing her like this. >,>
[There's only one pewter mug atop the counter besides Faith; but viewers shouldn't let that fool them. She's already on her third Pan Galact Gargle Blaster - fully drunk and looking to get drunker as she pulls a final sip of the heady stuff up to her lips for another drought. One last burst of forced apathy, before she puts the glass down.]
Barbara's gone.
[The feed clicks off.]
[Spam]
[Drunk - this much drunk - is very much different than buzzed; it's different from her normal drunk too. It isn't relaxed, or teasing; it isn't even apathetic anymore; it's angry; it's enraged - at herself, at the Admiral, at whatever the hell gets in her way.
Drunk; angry; and capable of punching through most walls - it's probably a good thing she's found her way into the gym. Not that the punching bag can take much more of her. Not when each punch pushes it to the end of its chain.]
ooc: Here for a few hours, and then gone until Weds. :( Putting this up to let everyone react, and because Faith can honestly use the support.
Faith locked her pup in the room if anyone's wondering - she doesn't want Ruby seeing her like this. >,>
16 - video; keeping afloat.
Aug. 27th, 2012 05:24 pm[The feed clicks on to reveal Faith, centered in the jungles; a few of the trees look like they might be leaning at an angle, and she's resting heavily against the branches; apparently not even forests are free from traps - judging by the pit visible at the edge of her camera's view.
the smile on her face isn't quite a smirk - but it's close; she's a little exhilarated] Anyone wanna tell me where the pub is?
((Backdated to closer to the middle of the flood. Also, apologies for misposts if anyone saw that. >,> ))
the smile on her face isn't quite a smirk - but it's close; she's a little exhilarated] Anyone wanna tell me where the pub is?
((Backdated to closer to the middle of the flood. Also, apologies for misposts if anyone saw that. >,> ))
15; not this again... Video
Aug. 19th, 2012 06:31 pm[Private to Seth
Faith still looks a little harried, though not for the same reasons as in her last video - this time, it's the inmate in front of her; drunk off his ass, and apparently mad about being cut off. But hey - thankfully, she at least knew who's job it was to take care of that.]
You wanna take your inmate out of here? [Before she kicks him into the halls?]
Faith still looks a little harried, though not for the same reasons as in her last video - this time, it's the inmate in front of her; drunk off his ass, and apparently mad about being cut off. But hey - thankfully, she at least knew who's job it was to take care of that.]
You wanna take your inmate out of here? [Before she kicks him into the halls?]
[Public - backdated to the flood:
Faith's tired, but her face is somewhat set; it was a wary trip, and she knows - out of everyone - she was one of the lucky few; unfortunately, she watched a lot of good people fall all around her; during her own escape plan. She was relatively prepared to die to escape - wake up in the barge beds; she was far less content to watch a bunch of other people die while she managed to live.
She's trying to pretend it doesn't bug her, though, whe she turns her attention to the comm. There's a few people in particular she wants to see, and she's hoping they'll pop their heads on screen.]
Everyone back in one piece?
[Private to Steph. -
Faith's letting just a little bit of worry slip through her facade of casualness, though she keeps her tone light as she speaks into the comm.]
You alright, BG?
[Private to Barbara.]
Hey babs.
Faith leans back in a chair, trying not to show any discomfort; what bruises she had are already fading - she'll be back to normal in no time; but she hasn't rested yet; she wants to check up on her inmate first. In her own way,]
Up for a drink?
Faith's tired, but her face is somewhat set; it was a wary trip, and she knows - out of everyone - she was one of the lucky few; unfortunately, she watched a lot of good people fall all around her; during her own escape plan. She was relatively prepared to die to escape - wake up in the barge beds; she was far less content to watch a bunch of other people die while she managed to live.
She's trying to pretend it doesn't bug her, though, whe she turns her attention to the comm. There's a few people in particular she wants to see, and she's hoping they'll pop their heads on screen.]
Everyone back in one piece?
[Private to Steph. -
Faith's letting just a little bit of worry slip through her facade of casualness, though she keeps her tone light as she speaks into the comm.]
You alright, BG?
[Private to Barbara.]
Hey babs.
Faith leans back in a chair, trying not to show any discomfort; what bruises she had are already fading - she'll be back to normal in no time; but she hasn't rested yet; she wants to check up on her inmate first. In her own way,]
Up for a drink?
13 - Voice; we gotta save ourselves.
Aug. 11th, 2012 07:08 pm [Faith's been bruised, beaten, dusty, and worst of all captured - she feels powerless, all her extra strength - even that little bit of extra oomph she had as a mere potential - drained from her in one fell swoop.
She doesn't know what happened to Barbara; last Faith saw her, it was when she was drawing the soldiers awa from her charge - getting caught in her place.
Still... Having managed that much - giving Barbara a shot - puts a little extra confidence in her voice.]
Anyone else wanna get out of this place?
She doesn't know what happened to Barbara; last Faith saw her, it was when she was drawing the soldiers awa from her charge - getting caught in her place.
Still... Having managed that much - giving Barbara a shot - puts a little extra confidence in her voice.]
Anyone else wanna get out of this place?
[Faith hangs back, a quarterstaff in hand, and a light smirk on her lips as she circles about her inmate; Barbara. It's become a regular thing for them - battling it out in the middle of the gym. If Barbara wins, she gets to see her file. if Faith wins, they try again another day. And in between the slashes, Faith has slowly started to learn more about her charge.
Today it's still early - she's perhaps a little sleepy; not entirely in her game; and there's a tenseness to her motions, as if she can feel that something is different today. Or as if she simply needs a large amount of coffee.]
Today it's still early - she's perhaps a little sleepy; not entirely in her game; and there's a tenseness to her motions, as if she can feel that something is different today. Or as if she simply needs a large amount of coffee.]
