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((Backdated to the day BEFORE Valentine's Day, because RL just decided to chill out now instead of yesterday. Feel free to interrupt. Faith won't stab you, I promise.))
Valentine's Day?
Thud.
Valentine's Day.
Snap.
Valentine's Day!
Faith's hair fell into her face and there was an angry smile on her face... but anyone that either knew her or was perceptive enough could see the tears in her eyes. She slashed and spun with her knife, cutting angry hunks out of the unlucky tree that had drawn her attentione. Her knife was growing sticky with sap and she didn't care.
Tomorrow was Valentine's Day. The day of lovers and sweetness and cookie-faces and all of that bullshit. And Faith was not in a mood. She wanted to keep attacking this poor tree until all of her humanity was hacked away along with the wood. She couldn't handle the turmoil in her mind. She couldn't handle her conflicting emotions or the fire inside of her. She was supposed to be reformed. She was, wasn't she? She was all better. No more bad. So why... Why had she...
With a scream more animal than human, Faith slammed her knife into the tree. Hard. With all of her slayer strength even. The sharpened blade slid into the wood easily all the way up to the hilt... and stuck there. Tears were now bubbling up more noticibly in her eyes but she just blinked to drop them down. She sword loudly and set to work getting her knife out.
Fucking Valentine's Day.
Valentine's Day?
Thud.
Valentine's Day.
Snap.
Valentine's Day!
Faith's hair fell into her face and there was an angry smile on her face... but anyone that either knew her or was perceptive enough could see the tears in her eyes. She slashed and spun with her knife, cutting angry hunks out of the unlucky tree that had drawn her attentione. Her knife was growing sticky with sap and she didn't care.
Tomorrow was Valentine's Day. The day of lovers and sweetness and cookie-faces and all of that bullshit. And Faith was not in a mood. She wanted to keep attacking this poor tree until all of her humanity was hacked away along with the wood. She couldn't handle the turmoil in her mind. She couldn't handle her conflicting emotions or the fire inside of her. She was supposed to be reformed. She was, wasn't she? She was all better. No more bad. So why... Why had she...
With a scream more animal than human, Faith slammed her knife into the tree. Hard. With all of her slayer strength even. The sharpened blade slid into the wood easily all the way up to the hilt... and stuck there. Tears were now bubbling up more noticibly in her eyes but she just blinked to drop them down. She sword loudly and set to work getting her knife out.
Fucking Valentine's Day.
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Date: 2007-02-16 12:44 am (UTC)And just as quick as the edge of the metal had been a few centimeters from his face, the blade was shoved back into her belt.
"I'm Faith, as in... Faith." She smirked at him.
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Date: 2007-02-16 12:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-16 01:25 am (UTC)"Ex-wife? Why'd you break it off? Got sick of the crazy or the knife-wielding... Or I suppose you could have gotten sick of the female thing." There was a note of teasing in her voice.
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Date: 2007-02-16 02:05 am (UTC)"She didn't want kids, and she got sick of me goin' on about'em." He didn't bat an eyelash. "It's possible she knew I had a thing for stick, but she never said a thing about it."
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Date: 2007-02-16 02:09 am (UTC)"Kids." Her eyes widened as she looked at Ray. "C'mon Sunshine, why would WANT to deal with squalling brats?"
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Date: 2007-02-16 03:36 pm (UTC)"Because kids're great." He gave her a shrug. "Always wanted'em. Big family."
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Date: 2007-02-16 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-02-21 06:40 pm (UTC)