hungryanhorny: (talking)
[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.

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Date: 2012-12-28 04:40 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] deadliestviper
deadliestviper: (hang up and drive)
[In all honesty Beatrix gives hardly anyone her sympathy. The Barge has helped a lot with opening her up and caring about others, but she'll never be the humanitarian type.] Out of respect for you I'll refrain from bothering her.

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Date: 2012-12-28 04:44 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theonlyresponse
theonlyresponse: (in times of trouble)
Thank you.
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