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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?
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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Date: 2012-08-24 07:49 am (UTC)From:You wanna catch up sometime at the bar? When I'm not watching my inmate?
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Date: 2012-08-24 08:56 am (UTC)From:You can find me most nights.
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Date: 2012-08-24 05:12 pm (UTC)From:I'll see ya around, Faith.
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Date: 2012-08-25 07:04 am (UTC)From: