hungryanhorny | 14 - video; caring isn't sharing; it's CHECKING UP ON YOU.

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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?

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You make it out okay? [He'd given her Ivy's sleeping potion, he's hoping... That had to have gone to some use, right? He'd tried to get in on her escape plan, but ultimately, the guards had just bashed his skull in and given him his free ticket back to the Barge that way.]

Yeah; I'm fine. [The smiles a little weak though - the potion did help. It had saved her at least once; though she'd ended up in the ring all the same...]

You... doing okay?

Getting by, yeah. [He looks like shit, actually, but whatever.] Just figured I should, like... check in.

Glad; guess this one hit everyone pretty hard...

I guess a massive round of death tolls'll do that, yeah.

Coulda been worse. [Somehow.]

Nah, I meant it. I'm doing okay. Tired as balls, but, you know, otherwise.

"Glad." she hesitates.

"Thanks. For the potion, I mean."

I'm just glad it helped. It was, uh... I wasn't sure it was gonna do me all that good, on my own. [Let's be real, here: death was his likeliest option.]

...Guessing you didn't care that well without it, either.

It wouldn't have made much of a difference either way.

Guess we'll never know.

Pretty sure I do, actually.

Look, I just... needed a ticket back here, that's all. Didn't matter what it was.

Anything's better than staying, right?

Edited 2012-08-22 13:27 (UTC)

It wasn't like that, yo. I would have stayed to help out if I could, but I had to get back here. It was important.

We... someone came on board while we were out there. A new inmate.