"You sure you want to come within range of a pissed off slayer with a knife?" She seethed without looking at him. Her eyes were settled darkly on the item of destruction, as if this was somehow it's fault. "You might end up bleeding. Or in a coma... or if you're really lucky... I could just kill you." SHe still hadn't turne dot look at him, just stood glaring darkly at the tree, feeling the remnants of soreness in her wrists. The bruise was almost gone from them, with her super healing powers. They still hurt though. THat boy had been strong.
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Date: 2007-02-16 12:02 am (UTC)She sighed and finally turned to look at him.
"I'm Faith."