Faith Lehane

 [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?